coolshannie
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- Mar 18, 2006
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Last year I tried out for drum major, and it was something I wanted so BADLY. I don't think I have ever wanted anything more then to be drum major. I was so prepared, I had been refreshing my mind with marching and conducting for practically half the year, and even had a past drum major who was in town for the weekend helping me with my routine. I was so crushed when a boy who seriously asked me the following got 1 spot over me.. this is what he said.. " So we have to do a marching/conducting routine as part of it right?" I answered yes then he replied.. " Oh cool.. I better figure out the song so I can improvise." This was 5 minutes before school started and the tryouts were after school. My band teacher told me that she didn't think I could conduct for 8 minutes, she didn't think I was physically ready. I don't think I ever cried more in my entire life. She had no idea. I might look small, but I have so much strength. I felt so crushed I just don't know how to explain it. She encouraged me to try out again this following year, but I have decided it isn't a dream that I want to pursue, not with the way we were judged... It was one of the worst days of my life, I wouldn't be so upset if he really deserved the spot, but he didn't, he didn't earn it, not in my opinion, the other two girls who tried out had been working for weeks as well, and they earned it, they worked for it.
My other bad day was just this last friday. I was extremely exhausted as I got up for early bird marching band and got ready quickly and ran out the door. As I began to put my shoes on in the car I realized I forgot socks, so my feet were awfully cold during marching band. Afterwards when I went to regular band I was fidgeting with my clarinet because My 'c' and 'b' were not coming out and I was confused because I had just got the pads on the clarinet replaced so it should have been working like clockwork. I took off the mouthpiece and decided to try another moutpiece, because it could have had a crack or something that I didn't notice, and as I was putting on the other mouthpiece my clarinet completely cracked and split in half. No joke. I sat there open mouthed, I was just staring at my clarinet as if it was some kind of dream. As if that wasn't bad enough on my way out of the band room i accidently knocked over a drum with my bag... and my sweater snagged on this girls braclet and all the beads went tumbling to the floor, i felt awful! It kind of makes me laugh today, now that its all over with, but at the time it was not fun.
Why was I exhausted at the beginning of that day you may be wondering? Well here is why. The night before we had a football game to play at because it couldn't be on friday because of the Jewish holiday. So I am a section leader this year and I see two girls from my section sitting behind tuba players on their cell phones. ( Keep in mind the band is supposed to be standing for the entire game.) I walk up to them and tell them to get off their phones and stand up. They proceed to give me a dirty look, and one girl stands up the other doesn't, but they are off there phones. A tuba player then tells me I need to stay out of things like that. That really made me fume. My section and other people from other sections were completely be disrespectful to me and other section leaders who just want the best for the band, and It really hurt. So I was constantly taking turns with other section leaders with going back there and telling certain freshmen to go back to there sections because they shouldn't be all the way up by the Tubas. Sigh.. yup just the way I want to spend a football game.. babysitting. -.- It sure seemed like it anyways.
So if you have actually read all that, what were your bad days?
Last year I tried out for drum major, and it was something I wanted so BADLY. I don't think I have ever wanted anything more then to be drum major. I was so prepared, I had been refreshing my mind with marching and conducting for practically half the year, and even had a past drum major who was in town for the weekend helping me with my routine. I was so crushed when a boy who seriously asked me the following got 1 spot over me.. this is what he said.. " So we have to do a marching/conducting routine as part of it right?" I answered yes then he replied.. " Oh cool.. I better figure out the song so I can improvise." This was 5 minutes before school started and the tryouts were after school. My band teacher told me that she didn't think I could conduct for 8 minutes, she didn't think I was physically ready. I don't think I ever cried more in my entire life. She had no idea. I might look small, but I have so much strength. I felt so crushed I just don't know how to explain it. She encouraged me to try out again this following year, but I have decided it isn't a dream that I want to pursue, not with the way we were judged... It was one of the worst days of my life, I wouldn't be so upset if he really deserved the spot, but he didn't, he didn't earn it, not in my opinion, the other two girls who tried out had been working for weeks as well, and they earned it, they worked for it.
My other bad day was just this last friday. I was extremely exhausted as I got up for early bird marching band and got ready quickly and ran out the door. As I began to put my shoes on in the car I realized I forgot socks, so my feet were awfully cold during marching band. Afterwards when I went to regular band I was fidgeting with my clarinet because My 'c' and 'b' were not coming out and I was confused because I had just got the pads on the clarinet replaced so it should have been working like clockwork. I took off the mouthpiece and decided to try another moutpiece, because it could have had a crack or something that I didn't notice, and as I was putting on the other mouthpiece my clarinet completely cracked and split in half. No joke. I sat there open mouthed, I was just staring at my clarinet as if it was some kind of dream. As if that wasn't bad enough on my way out of the band room i accidently knocked over a drum with my bag... and my sweater snagged on this girls braclet and all the beads went tumbling to the floor, i felt awful! It kind of makes me laugh today, now that its all over with, but at the time it was not fun.
Why was I exhausted at the beginning of that day you may be wondering? Well here is why. The night before we had a football game to play at because it couldn't be on friday because of the Jewish holiday. So I am a section leader this year and I see two girls from my section sitting behind tuba players on their cell phones. ( Keep in mind the band is supposed to be standing for the entire game.) I walk up to them and tell them to get off their phones and stand up. They proceed to give me a dirty look, and one girl stands up the other doesn't, but they are off there phones. A tuba player then tells me I need to stay out of things like that. That really made me fume. My section and other people from other sections were completely be disrespectful to me and other section leaders who just want the best for the band, and It really hurt. So I was constantly taking turns with other section leaders with going back there and telling certain freshmen to go back to there sections because they shouldn't be all the way up by the Tubas. Sigh.. yup just the way I want to spend a football game.. babysitting. -.- It sure seemed like it anyways.
So if you have actually read all that, what were your bad days?
hope tomorrow is better!
