marching bend

this was a draft from january 2020. i dont know exactly what i was writing but i tried improvising the rest of it. enjoy??



a much debated topic..."The Marching Band Life"
Let's pretend this post was "consistent" and the past (almost) year never happened.









People who don't do marching band/hate marching people: mArcHinG bAnd is NOT a SpORt gO dIE
People who do marching/like(or love) marching band: YAYYYYYYYYYY COMPETITION DAYYYY WOOOOOO GOOD SKILL GOOD SKILL

I am a proud member of the Amador Valley Marching Band.
I'm not exactly a lover of marching band, but I don't exactly hate it. Honestly when band camp came up I hated it. Band camp just made me hate marching band tbh. Here's what it was like:

First day of band camp: Yo this is easy, but why are we here for 12 hours geez
Second day of band camp: OW SUNBURN CRAP WHY ARE WE OUT FOR SO LONG
Third day of band camp: there's so many people here. my feet are dead
Fourth day: i want die
Fifth day: kms
Sixth day: oo band cathalon. how long is it- ONLY ONE HOUR NOOOOO I NEED IT TO BE LONGER CUS THIS STUPID PUSH ONE CROSS TWO TRASH IS KILLING ME
Seventh day: finally last day i'm literally dead

Soon after, the season progressed. Practices every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday. I wanted to quit so badly. I was also on a 50-pound prop so my experience sucked for the first ehhhhh month.

The season progressed rather slow after the first week. I would have (what I thought) a lot of homework and stress and was tired everyday and wanted to yeet my trumpet across the field. The thing that kept me alive was food. The food on Wednesday's was godly. There was pizza, burritos, pizza rolls, mac n cheese, chips, candy, and a bunch of other junk food. Any food was good tbh.

Fast forward to pre-competition day practice. I'm hecka hyped and stuff and I racked up a couple of band parents. I don't remember exactly what I got, but I remember it was pretty good cus I had a good band parent (aHEM aHEm HAISON YAAAYYYy). Oh yeah that reminds me another thing that got me through was Haison's derpy and meh attitude about marching band and that he would never smile. OH I REMEMBER NOW. Haison got me a 2lb bag of sour patch and a Arizona Tea can. yay. thx. Haison even though there's no way you'll read this lol Even though we didn't do our best performance, it was still enjoyable and it was one of the first times I liked marching band. I learned a lot of marching band skills and traditions, not necessarily tips that'll help me in the future, but learned stuff.

It was about another month until the next set of competitions and I had received a lot more stuff from my band parents like a gallon of Arizona tea, Taco Bell, and a lot more candy.


LAST COMPETITION AKA CHAMPS
EVERYTHING. WAS. AWESOME. (this is the point where I'm doing it from memory/improvise)
I come out of my car with my uniform and I'm carrying a lot of stuff. My uniform, my bag, my 2nd backpack, my instrument (I probably should've left it at school), and "gifts" for like 2 or 3 upper class men than I liked. Haison again came thru and had gotten me a 64 oz? or more bottle of Gatorade which I just finished recently because of XC (month of June). In addition he also got me a big bag of candy but I don't remember which kind. I think it was a different one from before doe. Alex Mah got me boba because I somehow got him to adopt me at the last week or so. Kyle gave me Taco Bell and that's all I really remember. Oh WAIT. Haison got me Taco Bell too I think lmao. Anyways, it's kinda a flex but it also is like uh basically a flex lol.

Moving on to the bus vroom vroom.
I think I sat with Kevin, because I said I would sit with him at a comp but I kept forgetting. I was partying on the way there and grinding Mario Kart I'm pretty sure. Then I slept for the last hour or so. I seriously don't remember that well but I think we pulled up to the place and we ate sum food. I keep getting the different competitions mixed up so I'll speed thru and highlight. Warming-up and practicing was honestly stupid since we knew what we were doing EVEN AS A FRESHMEN I KNEW TOO. I was tired af cus we just would stand in the same spot and blast sounds. Oh I think I remember the right place now. So we finished warming up and then I go get ready to push the heavy dumb prop that weighs 500 lbs or whatever. Marching band traditions commence: shako things, gOoD SkiLL, etc etc etc. Someone hit my shako and my head hurt after that. We go perform and I think we screw up but like I had a good performance so issok. Speeches happen which take about an hour then I think we have to go to awards which are delayed so we have to stand in a grass field for almost 2 hours. I was dead by then but u know wut issok (it really wasn't doe since my phone died i think). Awards finally happen and we get 5th? which is pretty bad cus it's out of 8th. Finally it's done and a wolf down a crap ton of burritos. I think I got thru at least 3 maybe 4?

now moving on to me getting pissed off af.
WE drive to hotel and LaDiES FIRST but they take an hour cus they slow af so the boys are just sitting in the bus while they take their sweet little time uwuwuuwuwuwuwu. *skip boring parts* we get into our room and it's me, Wilson, Aryan jen, and Adi. It's indian people so it's funny. I still have the video on my phone where Aryan opened the waters that cost 5 bucks each and then him trying to fill the bottles back up hehe. oh right. I was pissed af cus we didn't get into the hotel room until about 1 am and we were expected to wake up at 5 am. WUT DO U EXPECT. IM TIRED LIKE A TURD AND U MAKE US PHUCKING WAIT DAMMIT.

next day.
i have a sore throat but dats ok cus i dont know im sick yet woohoo. more dumb practice. i get to nom nom lots of pasta for lunch but then i feel sick cus its hot and its pasta. more practice and uh i think another round of practice then we almost doing our final run but its at 2 pm since we placed doodoo. *Performance plays* but NOW we have to wait for hmmm just a couple hours since awards are at 3 am so lets just do nothing. I don't remember anything from here. Then someone gives a speech everyone gets emotional and everyone is crying and Gio is just standing there cus he gives no phucks. We eat more food and then all sections are having this cute last together talk wutever and the trumpets are humping the buses. uhhh I think that's pretty much it. We drive home and I don't fall asleep until the last 5 min of the bus ride WOOHOO. It's cold when we get back and it's 12:30 when I get home.

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