
Who knew a terrible start to a Monday morning could result in a happy, satisfied Monday evening? I didn't see it happening at all, 8:00AM this morning. I felt so hopeless. I walked into the high school this morning, so tired and just so stressed. Staying up for some English homework, having to take my equipment on the bus since my brother couldn't take me, homework to finish. I just didn't know. OH, the thought of rehearsal after this crazy day was on top of that.. on top of the fact that Caitline quit. Now stand back, take that all in. With so much on your mind, what can you do? I tried to lie down before 1st period in the band room, but the chairs weren't too comfy. Doesn't this all sound like a beautiful day? When he came in, he sat next to me, and I just leaned into him. I just closed my eyes and let everything go. I didn't know that letting go would mean tears, but those did come slightly after. I know it upsets him when I sleep late for stupid reasons, and so when he asked what time I slept, I didn't answer. I dug myself deeper into his chest because if he knew, he would push me away. That was the thing I wanted the least to happen at that point in time. Not too long after, he farted. It smelled
horrible. At
this point in time, I was the one who wanted to get away. I laughed and covered my mouth- he laughed. As I struggled to get away he didn't let me go, telling me to just take it all in. So there I was, flailing with slight tears in my eye, but finally smiling. Good god, did it smell like rotten eggs! When ever I'm down, that's all I need. As the day went on, I couldn't help but indulge in the dread. I was done for. As the day went on and as practice came around things weren't too bad. Practice went well, as we finally started getting used to putting key work to the drill. I'm finally enjoying these practices, just enjoying all of the little things. If we march with 7 guards, then like hell, let's go! Photo is of stupid homework.
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