le sigh.
so it finally hit me today, that i might not be drum major next year.
heck, the way mr. carroll dislikes me, im not going to be drum major next year.
i partially realized this today, when mr. carroll didn't even bother to tell me about the 8th grade orientation, and how he wanted [select fucking few] members to talk to the parents there.
i thought that since [i was] going to be drum major for the marching band next year, that i should at least be able to go, even if i wasn't going to talk to anybody, i would still love to go.
but no.
all of my dreams for the past 3 years have seemed to be crushed today.
heck, the way mr. carroll dislikes me, im not going to be drum major next year.
i partially realized this today, when mr. carroll didn't even bother to tell me about the 8th grade orientation, and how he wanted [select fucking few] members to talk to the parents there.
i thought that since [i was] going to be drum major for the marching band next year, that i should at least be able to go, even if i wasn't going to talk to anybody, i would still love to go.
but no.
all of my dreams for the past 3 years have seemed to be crushed today.