So my band went to another contest yesterday. And it was pretty fun. But we did have rehearsal from 1-3:30 before the contest.. Then we finished up the senior speeches, but it wasn't the same. No one was into it like the night before. Almost no one was crying, and it just wasn't the same. I almost felt bad for them because they couldn't give theirs last night.

Well anyway, after senor speeches, we ate our Subway (we ALWAYS get Subway..) and then we loaded the trucks, and got on the buses and left for the contest.

The bus ride was REALLY boring, and it was like, an hour long. But I just listened to Dane Cook the whole time.. So that made it better.

After we got there, we had 20 minutes to go to the bathroom, and do whatever we wanted. But those 20 minutes went by soo fast! It only felt like 5!

Anyway, we got dressed, and those 45 minutes felt like forever. But it was fun. We just talked the whole time about random stuff.

It was time to go to the warm-up field, and I was starting to get excited to perform. Warm-ups felt like it went extremely fast, and before I knew it, we were marching to the field. On our way to the field, we saw Marion Catholic's (our arch rivals) pit, so I was trying to look extra good, lol. And then we got to the field, and the band that was before us was still playing. We stood there for almost their whole show. And then we were marching onto the field.

I got to my first set, and then they started reading off these "Air-grams" but I didn't get one. And apparantly the high brass section leader has a fan club? It's probably just his family, though.

So the show started, and I was fricken amazing! I hadn't made any mistakes in the first 2 movements that I could remember. And in the 2nd movement, one of the judges looked REALLY familiar. So I was staring at him for a while. And then I realized, omg, IT'S MR. ATLEMAN! (He was a student teacher last year for the band). But anyway, I did all of the new visuals amazingly, and then came the 3rd movement. I started out amazing, and I got untrapped really good, like we practiced. But when we get untrapped, we go out for 8 counts and then forward 8 counts, and then right after those second 8 counts we put our horns down. And I gorgot to put mine down.

I was pissed at myself. I was like, soo fricken mad! Omg, I wanted to punch myself in my face! (Lol, not really..)

So I tried soo hard to do amazing, and I did everything else really good. We were marching back to the buses, and then for some reason, we just stop, the director asks for all of the Seniors to fall out of the block, and give their instrument to someone. And then we keep going for a little bit, and then we stop again, and one of our drum majors tells us that we're going to take a short gut back to the buses, and put everything away, and we need to show the seniors that we can do this, because they aren't going to be here next year. And I was soo confused.

Okay, fast forward about half an hour.

We start going back to the field to watch a band. And I was thinking soo hard "Please let it be Marion Catholic!" because I really wanted to see their show.

Anyway, awards started, and my band didn't get any caption awards (ex. best percussion, guard, music). All of those awards went to Lake Park (omg, what a suprise!)

We got 3rd place with a score of 75.95, 2nd place was Vicotor J. Andrew with a score of 77.35, and 1st place was Lake Park (omg, soo surprising!) with a score of 84.25.

Even though we only got 3rd place, we beat a whole lot of good bands, and none of us really expected to do this good with all of the other bands in our class.