After the band played tonight we marched em off to a cadence but we stayed on the field, because we had a little show. Our line is pretty good, except for one guy, who is only in percussion because of a girl named Tina, who doesn't even like him. He doesn't even own a pair of sticks... so in the simplist part of the show, the entire snare line comes together, bends down and plays on the left drum, right drum, your drum, and then back up. He forgot to go down, which meant that I had no drum to play on, which screwed us all over. I told him to just walk off the field, because if he couldn't do that, he couldn't finish the rest of the show. Drums really mean alot to me...I practice for at least 2 hours a day, and when I have nothing else to do, I'll do it all day. I want more than anything to play in DCI someday, but right now, juinor high is as close as I'll get, and he can't even help me carry out my dream by doing something as simple as bending down. Eh, better get off, grounded anyways.

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