So this week was coming home from camping/ 8-5 week/ did that rehearsal really just happen?/ ooohhh! that fundraiser was really fun/ crap I have to close tonight and work tomorrow/ I'm finally getting to go on a date with Cheyenne after work tomorrow! week.
Let me explain.
We had our annual Shipley N' Shipley camping trip last/this week. This is one of my favorite things hat happens all year. But this year (and I blame the pooopy weather) It was not nearly as much fun as it usually is. Don't get me wrong, it was still fun and nice to get up to the mountains, but kinda a disappointment. After this not-quite-so-awesome trip comes the dreaded but never avoided UNloading part of things. You all know the drill. Your tired from vacation and packing up all day, then you get to come home and try to get everything back in place. This happened for us WHILE IT WAS RAINING AGAIN!!!!!! AGAIN!!!!!
So that sucked.
Also, we came back Monday so I missed a third of marching band drill camp this-my senior and final-year. It sucks cause it was cut three hours early and a day short this year and I LOVE 8-8 WEEK!
So the next day I come back to band and try to catch up. I gained a new respect for Lauren that day because I only had to catch up on 12 sets while she-last season- had to learn the whole show in shorter time. So that was good for me. Anyways, After rehearsal, MRS. Leyva seems really disappointed. Understandable. The band (myself included) was really noisy today while she was trying to give us instruction. But there was something else. During sectional dinners Monday (remember I wasn't there!) a whole section didn't show up to dinner! I'm thinking "well that was stupid! Which section leader let that happen?" That night for dinner, I found out it was MY SECTION!!!! I was really quite disappointed in them. None of them even had a good reason not to show, they didn't because it was something they didn't want to do. UNACCEPTABLE. So by this time I'm PISSED. Now the thing about me is I really am a deep thinker, I just keep it all to myself so I look really dumb. Not a good habit I know. So I start thinking... "why are they like this?" then it got deeper. I started wondering why we struggle as a section in all areas. I came to the conclusion that it was my fault. I like to think that as far as music and marching goes, I'm a pretty good section leader. And to me, that's all section leader was. Until that day when I was forced to change my thinking. I'm late a lot, unorganized, loud, and borderline rude. This all has rubbed off on my section and I feel horrible about it. TERRIBLE. Like my parents had been saying for years, I was the example. And a terrible one at that.
So the next day, MRS. Leyva was gone. (I'm guessing massive migraine) so Kyle Chenier ran rehearsal. I was really good friends with Kyle before he joined Troopers and came back as staff. Another "Oh" moment-I've always heard that even the nicest people can go crazy when given a little power" Now he just pisses me off. Long story short, rehearsal was run into the ground and EVERYBODY was pissed off. I full on had an argument with him in front of the whole band (kudos to me I didn't swear) and was thoroughly angry after that. Dinner was at my house. So I started thinking why I had that yelling match with him. As a council member and example, that was a terrible idea. No matter how much you hate it, YOU NEVER ARGUE WITH THE PERSON IN CHARGE. It undermines the whole thing. But as a section leader, that was the right thing to do. Not one of my section members could have handled another run-through with out at least a quick drink of water. Half the band couldn't. So I stood up to that. And after I got shot down by the rest of the staff, I told my section not to play if they couldn't. This was one of the greatest moments as a section leader I've ever had. Their love and loyalty was proven as NOT ONE OF THE WOODWINDS PLAYED the woodwind break. While it was bad, It proved to me that these people trusted me and would follow me.
Exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
Anyways, the more I say about this, the more angry I get so I'll stop. Just know that Wednesday was not good.
Yesterday, in comparison was amazing. Our band got chosen to staff a company party for a hospital provided by Fun Events Co. This was the funnest work I've ever done. Besides the free pizza and Famous Dave's, we got Snowies, popcorn, and cotton candy as well. All we had to do was regulate the rides and food. On top of that, we got paid $1500 for doing it. It was a great day, so it balanced out the one before.
Tonight, however, I have to go to work... from 8 till 2ish in the morning... ugh... I also have to work both my jobs tomorrow. But after that, I get a reward for being a good boy. I get to go out on a date with Cheyenne. For the first time. Now this may seem pathetic, but you really would have had to live my life to understand why this is our first date. (sorry for how late it is Cheyenne) Anyways, It's going to be a great way to end a emotionally confusing, physically exhausting, and life-experience-gaining week.
That's all outta me for now, more posts when I have a half an hour to kill.
