Band.

Agian, I've kinda failed at keeping up-- but hey, I remember everything...

Like I said in the previous post, it was quite a season. I gave up a lot in the sense of trying out for plays, sleep, and my grade in Calc, but....

When Regionals came... we were 4th. Before they [ISSMA] came up with the idea of Semi-State-- we would've gone to State at Lucus Oil... I kinda think I'm the only one that realized this at Semi-State...

It was kind of an off day-- Semi-state. It was cold, practice was extra long... But when we got there, it was warmer, Emily and Hermes improved my mood [along with Hairyman :)], and we marched a pretty good show. After heading back to the buses and eating, we all got to sit in the parent setion [sitting with my parents and Hermes'] AND we watched pretty much the most amazing show in the universe [Willy Wonka and Jaws kinda go together-- who knew?]. We went back to the bus and walked together to the back corner of the stadium where we waited for awards.

That's where a weird feeling always sets in. Suddenly you really pay attention to the looks on peoples faces. The handholding, the biting lips... the absence of the announcer saying "Greenfield-Central Cougar Pride."

We 'pulled it in' and made a small circle around Mr. A as he talked-- and I just couldn't listen. I balled up on the ground and started crying. I composed myself enough to listen to Jessica, the Guard instructor say this: "I see a lot of you guys have tears in your eyes, but I really don't think it's because we're not going to State-- it's because you just marched your last show."

And she's right.

I'm not doing DCI. I don't have the endurance for it. Or the time, really. Hopefully I'm going back to Germany this summer, and I have orientation for Ball State.

...............

I kinda wonder if I would've done Marching Band if Karree hadn't given me the Trumpet Football.

But then I realize--

Yeah.

I would've.

I'm not gonna lie.

I hate being branded as 'a band kid' in Drama.

I hate concert band.

And I really wanted to punch something when I couldn't try out for It's A Howl OR Caught in the Act...

But I love Marching.