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Yesterday was the state competition for marching band. Overall, we placed 4th. 4th freaking place. Lake Park. The two just don't go together. I'm not trying to make excuses for our place, but I honestly think there was a problem with the judging. Perhaps they were distracted by the noxious fumes from the nearby portapotties. But seriously, the band who won prelims and took first in all captions came in FIFTH in finals. And the rest of the scoring was messed up too, but I'm not going to say anything else out of respect for other bands. Anyway...it started out awfully! In prelims, I fumbled my closing rifle triple, and then (mind you- I set and double checked my closer flag) my closer flag wasn't there, so I couldn't go out and spin the closer. Now imagine little J, normally so cute, bubbly and perky, sitting on the sideline sobbing because she couldn't spin the closer. It was one of the worst feelings I have ever experienced. And overall, we did pretty poorly. We only came out 3rd in prelims. Last year, we won. So I'm pretty depressed preparing for finals. During warmup for finals (we were on the tennis courts) I was with the rifles and the EXACT MOMENT we dipped for a triple, all of the lights went out. It was pretty funny, but a bad omen nonetheless. Anyway, finals came, and I completely missed one of the opening tosses, but...
The rest of the show was SO AWESOME! We had one drop. One. Out of the whole guard. And although that is one too many, it is still a great improvement. Our guard tied with Marian Catholic, and knowing Marian Catholic's guard (Scholastic World class. An excellent, excellent guard. I wubs Marian Catholic. Soooooo much) it was probably for first! And that was the BEST performance of the season. I felt it... that feeling. I can't describe it... it's a feeling that only the other marching band people reading this can understand. You fellow bandos/guard geeks know what I'm talking about, right? That feeling after a great show? The energy rush, the mindless laughter, the inability to stop smiling, the running up and hugging everybody else and still not being able to express the love that you are feeling for them at that moment, the unity, the desire to run around screaming for joy, the complete emptiness, feeling like you want to die- like there's nothing else to live for now that those 8 minutes are over...yeah...I did my best trying to describe it, but I still can't seem to sum it up.
Oh, and Marian Catholic won State. A couple of my fellow guardos and I stood there clapping as they walked back to their bus. And 4 of last years seniors showed up. :wub:
So, despite the scoring, it was the best day. Ever.
And I just went on Edline and I got an A on my hero project. You know, the one that if I had failed, I would have failed Honors English, resulting in being demoted to Advanced English. J's happy.
The rest of the show was SO AWESOME! We had one drop. One. Out of the whole guard. And although that is one too many, it is still a great improvement. Our guard tied with Marian Catholic, and knowing Marian Catholic's guard (Scholastic World class. An excellent, excellent guard. I wubs Marian Catholic. Soooooo much) it was probably for first! And that was the BEST performance of the season. I felt it... that feeling. I can't describe it... it's a feeling that only the other marching band people reading this can understand. You fellow bandos/guard geeks know what I'm talking about, right? That feeling after a great show? The energy rush, the mindless laughter, the inability to stop smiling, the running up and hugging everybody else and still not being able to express the love that you are feeling for them at that moment, the unity, the desire to run around screaming for joy, the complete emptiness, feeling like you want to die- like there's nothing else to live for now that those 8 minutes are over...yeah...I did my best trying to describe it, but I still can't seem to sum it up.
Oh, and Marian Catholic won State. A couple of my fellow guardos and I stood there clapping as they walked back to their bus. And 4 of last years seniors showed up. :wub:
So, despite the scoring, it was the best day. Ever.
And I just went on Edline and I got an A on my hero project. You know, the one that if I had failed, I would have failed Honors English, resulting in being demoted to Advanced English. J's happy.