Wheeeeee! *splat*
That would be my brain there...
After over a week of marching band I think I can say that even though it's fun most of the time, it does crazy things to my head and my body. Today I accepted an offer from Jessie of a ride home after marching band was over for the people that are all passed off. I didn't feel like staying until four again, so I hitched a ride with my band director and his daughter (Jessie of course). Well, it wasn't as strange as some people think it would be. I just thought of it as hitching a ride from one of my friends/their parents, not as hitching a ride from my band director.
Today I actually yelled at someone. It was another freshman, so no worries. Dmitri (Alex) didn't go to attention when we were trying to start Rhapsody in Blue. He was still messing around and whatnot, so I was like "Dmitri, get to attention, NOW!" About thirty seconds later he still wasn't fully at attention so I was like "Dmitri! Get your trumpet up higher and stand still! We're at attention." Eventually some of the upperclassmen finally said something to him. Oh, and my Poet and Peasant snowflake move line is finally learning what a straight line is.
Well, time to think about turning in for another early night. Tiredddddd.
After over a week of marching band I think I can say that even though it's fun most of the time, it does crazy things to my head and my body. Today I accepted an offer from Jessie of a ride home after marching band was over for the people that are all passed off. I didn't feel like staying until four again, so I hitched a ride with my band director and his daughter (Jessie of course). Well, it wasn't as strange as some people think it would be. I just thought of it as hitching a ride from one of my friends/their parents, not as hitching a ride from my band director.
Today I actually yelled at someone. It was another freshman, so no worries. Dmitri (Alex) didn't go to attention when we were trying to start Rhapsody in Blue. He was still messing around and whatnot, so I was like "Dmitri, get to attention, NOW!" About thirty seconds later he still wasn't fully at attention so I was like "Dmitri! Get your trumpet up higher and stand still! We're at attention." Eventually some of the upperclassmen finally said something to him. Oh, and my Poet and Peasant snowflake move line is finally learning what a straight line is.
Well, time to think about turning in for another early night. Tiredddddd.