It's Over.

Mid November. It could possibly be known as the worst time of year. Marching band season is OVER. It's done. And that's really sad. It's the seniors last show. It's my last marching show, which kills me to think about. And a lot of people are saying 'well if you believe Jenny, your back won't be as bad.' Yes, I wish. That's not the problem, unfortunately. The problem is I am not ALLOWED to do marching band next year (unless I get drum major). I am not marching another show in my life, unless my back miraculously gets better and I can do mellophone again in a college band. That hurts to think about.

So yesterday was our last Saturday practice. Natalie came up to me and just said "I'm sad." I hugged her and we both started wailing. It's so bittersweet. But nevertheless, we were SO focused and ready to kill the other bands there. I was never so excited. Quite the whirlwind of emotions. We did a run-through (the staff left so it was just for US) and it was so incredible. Katie started crying while conducting. To be honest I was crying too. It's so sad. I mean, we may NOT be Atlantic Coast Championships. We may have not gotten the highest score. We may not be ginormous and we may not have the best staff in the world, but you know? We are a FAMILY. And I know loads of bands that are lacking that. I wouldn't trade Big Red for the world.

Anyway, champs. It was amazing, we never played so well. Still, we got last but I couldn't care less. We did get best percussion out of all of the other bands. :] That was fantastic. I'm just so happy. I don't give a rip of what those stupid judges think because they don't know what they're talking about. We had the best darn show ever and I couldn't ask for anything more.

So now I'm back to my normal life of homework and practicing. Beauty and the Beast auditions on Tuesday, district choir on Saturday. Here we go.

~j