I’ve obtained a spot in my school’s fashion show, performing, obviously, as I’m no model. One stage, one rapper, 2400 people. I better get the beat downloaded and edited, I’m thinking of downloading the necessary software on the downstairs computer. I’ve got till Feburary 24th, really, but I’d think the organizers of the show would like the music sooner.
Speaking of performing, Solo & Ensamble contest is Saturday. I’m eating lunch half a period early (don’t know ANYONE in first half) and the second half I’m stuck in a humid string instrument storage closet practicing. Just me, my euphonium, and a few basses that are good for holding jackets. But I know I’ll be playing much better come Saturday.
From 6pm Friday till about noon today, I was on a camping trip with my scout troop, the annual Klondike derby, a district- wide competition for patrols to proove their skills. My scoutmaster has high expectations for Klondike every year, and winds up dissapoint. That’s kinda irrelevant.
The actual competition was from 8am on Saturday- 4pm the same day. We’re outside the whole time, I’d actually say it was the best part of the day, not too much lazy asses to yell at, we had fun, that was the most important part. and we stayed off the lake, that was the most important part. It felt good, leading the patrol around camp, doing events, making kickass Ramen, all that good stuff.
When we got back to the cabin, however…
FUBAR. (Fucked up beyonf all recognition)
The younger scouts went Lord of the Flies all over the place. I just wanted to relax and stay up in my bunk, but I gotta put up with loud, annoying ass kids who don’t know how to sit down and play a fucking card game. There was even a damn fistfight that I had to break up. The youth keadership did everything it could to keep the situation under control, and we got fucking yelled at by our bitch of a scoutmaster. We weren’t stepping in or enforcing anything, he says. That fight got broken up by me, an all-year wrestler, and a 300 pound guy. We were fucking enforcing. Some of these kids were literally high, and there’s 10 of them. I’m sorry for not bringing 4 clones of me, damn.
And I’m certain, I’m gonna not run for re-election as Senior Patrol Leader. I’m tired of micro-managing the whole troop because my subordinantes and superiors are incompetant. Give me a less involved job like quartermaster. I know the equipment well, I’ve been around for 5 years. It’s time for me to be a bit more relaxed, maybe focus on this Eagle Scout thing that everybody’s pressuring me to do. I can’t get the rank when I have to run every aspect of the troop, or when I’m getting damn phone calls every day from the scoutmaster about shit I’ve already decided on or don’t need to otherwise discuss.
Getting home… Finally it’s over?? Well, more disappointment. Homework, regular computer is broken indefinatly. We’re retrieving everything (hopefully) from the hard drive, getting a new one (please be a good one, my Dad’s an IT guy, you’d think he’d make better choices). Found out there are auditions for our school’s fashion show (3 minutes max!), I can’t get a beat made in time, hope I’m a good a capella rapper. A good thing is I got to go to the mall, get some pretzels, bad thing is we have to walk around 4523362 times. I just got back from a stressful campout… And the people I’ve been hoping to IM aren’t online as of now, I won’t be up much longer..
I mean, there were good parts about this weekend, but ahafdhsgjsgfj.
Well, that’s my rambling for today. If you read it, thanks for caring, I just need to let this off my chest.
Aaaaahhhhh. Onstage, I let it out. Months of preparation; the practices with only my worst critic in the room, myself; the frustration when the people in band who don’t care disrupt the musical excellence some of us are trying to achieve; etc. This is where you take it all out and put it into the notes. And that’s what I did. My mom took the liberty to film the song with my solo on her iPod, it sounded great. Now I’m feeling relaxed. I want to talk to some people, but nobody’s online <.<
Since my normal computer died, I havn’t been able to work on rap or arranging music, I’m on the downstairs computer, but I spend most of my time on the Wii internet. Not that great. I finally got th opportunity to end my anime deprivation, clicking play in a second.
I really hate when my scoutmaster calls me. I know, I’m SPL, I signed up for this, but he likes to talk for a long time about nothing. And I have shit to do on days other than Tuesday from 7-9 (scout meeting). He also picks the dumbest times to call, I could damn well be studying or practicing when he called. And all he really did was nag me about giving this kid his folder and how leadership isn’t focused. It’s finals week, next week is a concert, week after that is my solo. What do you think I’m focusing on?
Another game was today, it’s surprising how opposite today’s game was compared with last week’s. Almost nobody was there. I got in the band room a little early and pulled out my solo for contest, my director heard it from her office and said it sounds good. (I’m playing “March of a Marionette” if you’re interested)
For some reason, I always must drop my mouthpiece from the stands twice every game. It gets irritating.
Someone from my band told me about this dream he had
All the people from band and his other friends were at some crazy party, everyone is either smoking or drinking (besides him and these 2 freshman flutes). He says I was both smoking AND drinking, then I whipped out a pistol and started shooting people. If you were to get hit, you’d somehow be split in half. I then proceeded to slam people into furniture.
Great to know your subconscious mind thinks that about me.
Follow-up on the fights that occured at my HS on Friday night.
Our principal sent out a mass-calling on the subject.
The game was called off because of 2 fights that occurred in the home stands. The first was caused by students from the visiting school. The second was caused by students from a inner-city school, neither EHS or CHHS, the schools involved in the game. The instigators of the fight were arrested.
The phone call and the newspapers failed to report on the several altercations that occurred after the game was ended. Seeing as there were several of them happening all around, it would be hard for the school and police to patch together any investigations.
My Dad’s former co-worker, her husband, and their 2-ish year old daughter were over for the past 5 hours. I spent that time sitting around generally quiet, as this kid makes random noises that sound extremely vaguely like words. If you don’t know, I’m not a fan of kids. I failed pretty hard at monopoly, remind me to never start a business. The co-worker’s husband has quite a good mind for inventions, only really good part of the day. Now I can return to regularly scheduled existing. -whew-
I was just at an awesome game. Awesome as in a bunch of awesome people in the band showed up for pep band. My bro Robin, this girl who was in Austria for the past 6 months, my former section leader, my other bro.. people were missing -GLARES- but that’s their loss. We got to partake in those awesome conversations that band kids have, get some awesome food, play music, what band kids love to do. I also met this kid I met briefly at this band festival, he’s coming to my school next semester, he says he makes beats. hmmmm.
Around 3rd quarter, our director forced the band to leave, she says it’s cause of time constraints, but really, the situation was getting tense. This game was talked about. For months, apparently. This HS and the away HS are the type to fight. And I mean FIGHT. Not school rivalries, but people gonna get arrested and seriously hurt. When we were forced to leave the school, this cop forced us back in. Then we got forced back out, then our director tried to force us off school property. Butch, it’s cold, and our parents aren’t here. This could easily become a dangerous situation.
Me and my little brother got into my Dad’s car right before this giant crowd of people showed up. I took my horn home, forgot my damn concert folder. I’ll spend all my practicing focusing on my solo, contest is next month. I get on Facebook upon getting home, see a status about shooting goin on at the game. I hope sousaphones are bulletproof, cause if they are, I’m switching pretty quickly.
I’m getting news on what happened next at the moment.
I got a story to tell you, we almost died -Older bro.
After I left, a car pulled up to where all the band kids were, Doors open, music blasting. They came out, beat a random dude’s ass. Another car pulled up and attacked the first car, a third car pulled by slow as ever, window rolled down. Someone stuck their hand out the window, actin like they were gonna shoot. Cops swarmed the area, accused my band family who stuck together as a combined effot of being a gang, said they’d arrest them one at a time. They all got home safe, as far as I know. My friends that didn’t go to the game, I’m really glad they stayed home, I don’t know how they would fare in this kind of situation, especially after more and more people leave. I can get overprotective of those that I love, this is no exception.
With Soul Eater behind me (for now), I need something else to watch. I decided when I first got into anime that I can watch 2 different series at a time, any more and my head explodes, any less and I’ll feel a bit empty. I asked my former bus buddy, who considers herself my anime teacher, what to watch now that the spot held by my favorite anime is empty, she came up with Nagasarate Airantou (at least I hope I remembered what she told me correctly. shhh.).
It’s about a teenage boy, Ikuto, who flees his parent, the stereotypical high- expectations Asian father, and winds up going overboard in the storm of the century, and winds up on an island, which is inhabited solely by females, predominantly his age. In fact, the only woman, per say, is the grandmother of Suzu, the girl who rescues the protagonist. Suzu is extremely sexually oblivious, not even knowing Ikuto is a guy until Grandma explains it to her. She starts having feelings for him by episode 2, but decides she isn’t ready when she had the chance to secure him as her groom. The rest of the girls have their sex fiends awakened upon seeing Ikuto, some are really willing to fight for him.
I’m definitely interested in this one, reminds me of Negima, one of the characters looks like Nodoka. hmmmm. It’s a break from the adventure style of Soul Eater and FullMetal Alchemist, I’ll see how good it actually is.