One REALLY frustrating thing about band. I woke up today with an upset stomach, yet I pushed myself to go to band because it's expected. My mom tried to dissuade me from going. We got there, and I went to tell my band director. He told me I could just sit where I could run to the bathroom. I stayed.
When my stomach hurts, playing flute or piccolo is one of the worst things. I ended up throwing up. I stayed a little longer, but I didn't do anything that everyone else did.
I missed a lot of visuals. I'll have to make it up tomorrow.
One of the parts of marching band I do love is the people, and most of my friends are in the band. It's fun to be a part of something big with them.
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