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I will say one thing, I don't appriciate getting yelled at when I'm sick, and about to pass out. I love the people in band, and I love everything about it, preforming and all that jazz, but I hate the director, and some others. I'm going to be completely honest I'm done, Mr. L can go and be an ass hole, but I'm not listening to him anymore, I can't take it and he is very lucky that my mom was the one to pick me up yesterday and not my dad or there probably would have bneen a smack down.