Alright, so its been kinda quiet these past couple of weeks. One reason of course, band camp. Yeah, it started off pretty shitty, being stuck in the pit and all, and our tech was a jack ass. Days were long and I would just come home and pass out on the couch. So I came in this past monday, expecting the same ration of bullshit when I had a brainstorm. Why dont I ask about any openings on the field, maybe then I can march and learn a new instrument. So I ask and I get a response to the tune of "Clarinet". Blah, sounded lame at first, but the clarinet is a pretty cool instrument. So Mr.Davis tells me to wait a bit and he'll see if anything else opens. Boom, the next day I am offered a baritone spot. I took it, and now I'm actually in MARCHING band. At first im like, well this is cool, but it also sucks because I dont know how to march and I have to learn this shit in like 4 days. PLUS I dont know how to play my instrument. Well it turns out, according to P.J. (drum major) and Carlos (section leader) I am a good marcher, for never having done it before. So I learn in assload of charts in 3 days but I decided to sit out the last performance for the parents. It takes too long to explain here, but I'd be happy to tell you about it if you message me. But, at the end of the day, Mr.Nichols arranged for an ice cream truck to come up and everyone got one thing of ice cream for free, because of how hard we worked. Stop. I dont deserve this. I dont know how to play my instrument, second of all I sat out the last performance. So I made sure I didnt get ice cream. Then in the leadership meeting they were talkin about me and saying I should have gotten ice cream and blah blah, and how im such a hard worker. Oh well, Carin gave me her snow cone (thank ye Carin) and Christina from the pit gave me the last few drops of her slurpee (again thank you). Oh well, so now I have to go in sometime this week and figure out my last few dots. WooT. Thanks for the opportunities and stuff. And all the support, altho I dont get much of it at home. Like my parents give a shit that the section leaders, colorguard director and band directors spent a whole 5 minutes on me in their meeting. Oh well, I'm doing this for myself and for the band, and anyone who cares.
Whew. Time to relax. =)
Peace.
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