Opening Night

So about 3-4 weeks ago, I got gangpressed into the pit orchestra for my school's musical theater production, the Wizard of Oz.
At first, I thought it would be the most painful weeks of my life, having to stay at school for inhumane hours, playing music that I've only just seen while everyone around me has a 3 month lead on me.
I was also concerned with how it would affect my mark because throughout my high school years, I've watched musical theater kids walk into their classes like zombies and I am Asian after all so marks are a pretty big deal.

It turns out that it grows on you, you develop comraderie with your fellow orchestra members, the music starts to flow, you realize how well you integrate into the overall group.
As I learned where all the music fitted into the actual play, I started to feel a connection with everyone in the production (although it's probably not reciprocated)


I just finished my first and last opening night. It was a blast, sure I missed a bunch of bars because I'm rhythmically retarded and I can't count to say my life but it was an overall awesome experience.
It makes me wonder why I haven't signed up for this in my earlier years of high school.

This makes me realize how much I've missed in my high school life.
Sure I miss all the parties (because no-one bothers to tell me...or maybe I'm just anitsocial) but that's out of my control.
But joining extracurricular activities, clubs and events are, and I've missed 2 years of it. I only started joining everything in grade 11 because I listened to my homeroom teacher say how much we miss in high school if we don't sign up for anything.
After signing up for a few things, I was amazed at how much I missed out because I chose not to do it because I thought it might've been lame or I was too chicken to join it.

I guess the moral of the story is your high school life is shaped by decisions you make
Yeah lame moral...decisions shape everything