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[14 Jul 2008|01:17pm] |
Tour may not have been awful. BUt this weekend was the worst moment of my drum corps career, EVER.
Usually on Friday nights we practice from 7-10. This friday they decidedt o make us rehearse until 7- almost 12am. (normally we go to sleep at 11:30). So, that was bullshit. Because they didnt tell us... we just kept on rehearsing. So that meant we didnt sleep as much (because we stillw oke up at 6:30 the next day) and then that also meant we didnt get to eat. So we were all pretty much just pissed.
Then Saturday... we woke up normal time but they decided to chop out a half hour of our morning time to get ready and eat. Which sucked because being on the cleanup crew already means I dont get as much time as anyone else. Esp. since im in charge. But anyway, so... we spent the first practically two hours doing the most tedious shit to create a "wave" like visual in the beginning of our show. Then, we had a short break to eat a littel bit.. and then the rest of rehearsal sucked cause it was just so hot out and what not but we ended at 1:45 (rather... 2.. because they never end us on time)... and ate... packed and wetn to our exhibition show. which sucked becuase it was SO fucking windy. then... we practiced AFTER the fucking show from 7:30-10 because PJ is an asshole (so we rehearsed a half hour later than the rest of hte drum corps). It sucked because a lot of peoples parents came because its closet o home.. but no they couldnt see us after the awful show because we had to fucking rehearse. ANd after the show, by the way, we had about... 45 minutes to change, eat dinner, and "relax" before we had to practice. BULL SHIT.
Sunday was even more awful. But Ireally dont feel like getting into it. Except for the fact that we rehearsed 2 hours later than we were supposed by schedule and about 20 minutesl ater because they never let us out on time. And they didnt tell us this until LUNCH on sunday. THANKS.
and through all of this my neck and my shoulder were killing me (which i got xrays on.. on thursday, so hopefullys omething good will come out of that) and Pj said "I don't care." He asked me finally on sunday night an hour before rehearsal ended if i was okay.... thank you, you faggot asshole.
ANd bean broke RObertas sickle so.. she had ot pick one of the "Extras" which me and karen spin and she watned mine.. so she got it.. so now I can't spin MY OWN weapon that ive been spinning ALL season because she WANTS it.
FUCKING BULLSHIT.
than last night I was so fuckign tired. BUt i went with Mike and the drummers (and JOn) to Applebees... which sucked because its like drummer time. NOrmally its cool.. but they never stop talking about drumming. especially with their instructors there. It was sort of miserable.
sort of.
This weekend just blew.
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