I could not sleep last night, I had far too many things on my mind. Things that shouldn't keep me awake at night, things that are completely out of my control. So it was no surprise that I slept through all 10 of my alarms. (They start at 5:30 and go off every five minutes until the time that I need to get up, which is 6:15.) My Momma came in my room right before she left for work and kindly said, "It's 6:30! Get your lazy butt out of bed or you are going to be late for softball!" I was so tired. Thankfully I didn't have to do much to get ready, and I was out of the house by 6:41. (Not a record, but pretty close.) For softball conditioning we did all kinds of sprints and agility exercises in the gym because it was raining outside. (I voted for running in the rain, but some girls where complaining about how they might mess up their hair or smear their make-up. Puh-lease. It is conditioning, not a flipping fashion show.) After conditioning, we went into the weight room, and us band people did a shortened workout so that we could get out of there in time for band camp at 9.
As I walked into the band room, I was quite disappointed. It already smelled like BO. Yuck. We started with sectionals. Sectionals really make me mad. Flutes go with the clarinets, but the clarinet section leaders just mess around the entire time. They won't even count off or clap off, which irritates me to no end. There are only two flutes this year, and my flute-mate was at a volleyball camp. So just like all of our July rehearsals, I took over the little sectional shin-dig. I was in the middle of a 12 count count-off when the door opened and Danielle came in! Danielle graduated this year, and she is amazing! Everyone always says that I am the blonde version of her. Anyway, we are great friends, and I was so happy to see her. I kept counting off as she walked by, and she petted the top of my head and said, "That's my girl!". She was definitely the senior that I looked up to the most last year. We spent sooo many hours together practicing choir music and preparing for All State. We even had an "Alto 2 females who are trying out for All-State" cookie stash in the desk in Poe's old office. Ms. Poe would let us go in there during class and practice All-State stuff because she knew that we knew our regular choir music well enough. She was our choir president this year, so she gave a speech at the end of the year music banquet. The way she gave her speech was pretty neat. The basic idea of it was to show how much we procrastinate, but it also recapped the entire year. I enjoyed it. Anyway, after the speech she came up to me and hugged me and said, "I wanted so much to include in my speech that the only reason the four of us made All-State was because of you, but I figured that would look kind of bad because you didn't make it." I laughed and then we were both sobbing. We both cried a lot throughout the year.
After sectionals we had lunch and then did circuits. I love doing circuits! It's so much fun to teach all of the little freshman all of the commands and calls and fundamentals and such. After that we ventured out into the rain to do more fundamental stuff. I had a pretty decent conversation with John about recent problems and such on the way down to the field. After field fundamentals we ventured into parade marching. We were practicing our ending chair step on the cement, which was quite difficult because the road was covered in water. After that we marched back to the field to do our drill down. I was doing quite well until Mr. Parde threw in the delayed "hut" after "Right Flank". It get's me every time. I didn't leave school until around 3:15, and frankly, I was ready to get out of there.
After supper, I discovered something not so good. I have Pink Eye. Yucky. It is a very uncomfortable feeling, it's disgusting. I hope the eye drops make it better soon. Looks like I will be wearing my "bug eye" glasses for a while. Wonderful.
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