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Oct. 6th, 2001 12:13 pmHey, we lost, too. Amazing. (23 to 38, if you want to know.)
Met a nice guy named Matt...He thought it was game for another school. (We use their field; ours doesn't have lights for night-games.) We talked about stuff. He was nice, and kept Fi occupied. She doesn't go to my school, so it was kinda boring for her. Apparently, his dad worked on lots of the rennovations at my school. **hums "It's A Small World"**
More Band Math:
40 degree weather + wet reeds = No sound.
My reed turned incredibly hard halfway through the second quarter. **grumble** THAT'S OBOES DON'T PLAY IN PEP BAND! I mean, there's that and there really aren't any parts for oboes in "I Can't Get No Satisfaction". But, you know, I'm part of the band, so I have to show up...Oh, and we only blew one song. Can't remember what it was, but no one played. Okay, so when the big man with the baton gives a downbeat, that means we start. I think we can handle that.
Quote of the Day:
"Oh, nononono...That's just disturbing...." ~Me, at halftime. Our cheerleaders waving their butts in the air right at the band. Multiple times. Thanks a bunch, girls, you nearly made me lose my dinner.
Met a nice guy named Matt...He thought it was game for another school. (We use their field; ours doesn't have lights for night-games.) We talked about stuff. He was nice, and kept Fi occupied. She doesn't go to my school, so it was kinda boring for her. Apparently, his dad worked on lots of the rennovations at my school. **hums "It's A Small World"**
More Band Math:
40 degree weather + wet reeds = No sound.
My reed turned incredibly hard halfway through the second quarter. **grumble** THAT'S OBOES DON'T PLAY IN PEP BAND! I mean, there's that and there really aren't any parts for oboes in "I Can't Get No Satisfaction". But, you know, I'm part of the band, so I have to show up...Oh, and we only blew one song. Can't remember what it was, but no one played. Okay, so when the big man with the baton gives a downbeat, that means we start. I think we can handle that.
Quote of the Day:
"Oh, nononono...That's just disturbing...." ~Me, at halftime. Our cheerleaders waving their butts in the air right at the band. Multiple times. Thanks a bunch, girls, you nearly made me lose my dinner.
