8/27/08

Today was the fucking worse day I've had all summer. The bad stuff didn't start coming until later that day so I'll just start from the beginning of my day.
I totally thought that I had a test today in calc but turns out.. I was zoning out when sousa said that the test would be on thursday.. fuck. and I didn't find out about this until 5 minutes before class started. During class, we got our nice, brand new calc books that look almost the same as the AB books. In 3rd period, I almost fell asleep b/c we did NOTHING in the class alllll day. In the other periods, basically nothing else happened..
After school, we had "sectionals." We did nothing today. But we did make a mini library in the brass room where I stuck all the books in the top cubby above joe's and alan's cubby. The place where everything went wrong was when we got on the field for marching. I was pretty tired today during our warm up drill so that was a premonition that that practice was going to be a long one. But once we started the show music, Kaldy came down on us like a fucking strict ass teacher coming down on a kid shooting a spitball right in his face. Everything we (julia, me, sometimes darren) did was wrong wrong wrong. intonation, timing, marching, talking, guiding, disipline, w/e. It was all wrong that day. fuck. the first thing was of course, guiding down to the clarinets. Of course, he tells us to guide to the clarinets, who are the worse fucking guiders in the world (except lorraine b/c she was the point). It got to the point where the line would go almost horizontal when it was supposed to be a diagonal. So me and julia were like w/e.. just guide so we were like halfway into the other brass formation. We were guiding of course but, we get yelled at for fucking messing around. Then, when the clarinets actually got it right for once that day, alan ( our freshmen) and sydnie weren't guiding so me and julia were shooting out to the side, and again, we were fucking yelled at for guiding. Another thing was when we had to backward march like 10-15 yards and we had to squat down a little to cover more ground. Of course, this is the absolute basic thing in marching technique but no. kaldy yells at us for not stand tall and straight up. what the fuck. and then during this set, when we play, I would watch brian(drum major) but then I would be late. and i get yelled at for dragging. hows this my fault.. I watch brian b/c I can't see peter that well from the way i'm going. so there's another one for the list. oh, and another one was when I would be watching peter and then I get yelled at for rushing but this was not from kaldy, it was from darren. maybe he was watching brian b/c kaldy didn't yell at me. After practice was over, there was a section leader meeting and darren came back to the band room telling us that kaldy told us to be more serious and disiplined on the field and that we all need one on one sectionals.
Once I get home.. my parents yell at me for stupid things which made things even worse seeing all that happened during practice.
It's times like these that make me wish that I had someone to hug. fuck.