"small" update
ok, so Indiana University is at this point my absolute first choice. I'm working on getting my application in early there so I can join the Honors college and like get scholarships and stuff. Really the only thing that I'm concerned about is the audition. Now, I've been told by a lot of people including my private teacher that I can probably get in if I tried out now, but to be honest I don't buy that. So right now, this audition is the only thing separating me from the thing I want most. That is why I'm practicing my ass off right now. Every freakin' day. Wake up, go practice. Get home, go practice. Practice before I go to bed. Yeah, it's crazy. In any case, that's what's dominating my life right now.
Marching Band. Hmm, what do I say about marching band. Well, pretty much, I still enjoy football games, and I still enjoy getting out there and conducting and all that, but I really have just decided to stop caring so much. Beginning of this season I was constantly getting depressed because I wanted our band to be good. Well, better than good, I wanted it to be something I was really proud of. Well, yeah, I wasted a lot of time at home thinking and lamenting the fact that we have a 20ish person band and we aren't terribly good. Finally, I just said eff it. I mean, don't get me wrong, I still work at it, but I just don't bother trying to fight the system. Pretty much it comes down to this:
A) It's really, really retarded to sit around for hours moaning about shit.
B) Marching Band is one of the dumbest things to waste your life on.
C) I need to make it into college, and I really can't afford to waste time and feel like "mehhh" all the time.
So yeah, marching band has stopped being a big priority for me.
That being said, I can't fucking wait for college marching band.
In other news, as I predicted (to myself, heh), the Calendar thing is pretty much dead. It's gonna suck balls refunding all that money, but it's better than having to hand out low quality (we didn't sell nearly enough ads) calendars and a low quantity of calendars... still, it's too bad. But yeah, pretty much it was my fault. I'm not gonna make excuses. I didn't get people to communicate with each other. People volunteered but I didn't keep track of the progress and so nothing really got done, which is understandable. In the end it's too bad really, but it was a bad idea. I only wish that I had had the balls to tell Mr. B I didn't think it was a good idea from on the onset. Ahhh, well. That's life. You win some you lose some. In related news, we need to start preparing for the bakesale. And if we can do anything new that'd be rad.
Anyway, I'm peacin' on over to my trombone.
Groove on e'rybody.