Reflections on a Football Game (and Afterwards)

I'm listening to John Mayer and Jazon Mraz right now... oddly calming stuff. I find it pretty cool that so many people with the initials J.M. are musically talented... guess I missed out :] Kina Grannis is pretty cool too... happa! (I'm pretty sure that's NOT how you spell it...)



Anyways, yesterday was our first South High Varsity football game in the new South High football stadium, complete with bleachers that weren't falling apart and extremely loud speakers that nearly burst my eardrums... and a horribly unprepared marching band... was it our fault for not preparing the rest of the band enough? Was it MY fault for failing to be a good section leader? No one respects or listens to me... it's pretty sad... I'm disappointed in everyone, but most of all myself. I wish everyone would just shape up, but I guess no one will if the section leaders don't. I was pretty close to a complete meltdown from anger and frustration at the end of the game. And after the game, Mr. King yelled at us, and rightly so... we couldn't even assemble a parade block to exit the stadium... Rrrrr.

Enough of that though. So after fueling my anger into cleaning the band room (like I usually do), we went off to Lamppost (like I usually do). I heard a little rumor that was circulating about my "winner"... sooooo dumb aiyahhh. These people DD:

Yup. So the first night was pretty much fail.