Nine hour day yesterday. Our band director told the entire band where each absent member was; therefore, many people asked me how Germany was or thought me crazy or admirable for coming after getting back at 4 in the morning.
When I first walked into school, our band director's first comment was,"I knew you would come." Not,"How was your trip?" or something like that. Just,"I knew you would come." Yeah, I'm not begrudging that I came and that she didn't, but one of my team members on the trip skipped band yesterday.
We didn't really spend that much time on the drill that everyone else learned yesterday. I wouldn't have had time to learn that drill if I weren't jet lagged; therefore, I REALLY couldn't remember the opener drill. I stumbled around trying to guess where my set was. I'll hopefully remember the drill we learned yesterday today. Lovely.
I wanted to leave at dinner because I practically fell asleep while marching because of exhaustion. The directors essentially used guilt trap to make me stay, saying that it would be better for me to stay up and push myself and that I could sleep during dinner. Not with all that noise and people walking around.
Well excuse me. I came after a twelve day trip and getting back at 4:00 in the morning. Couldn't you have shown me a little grace? I came, my team member didn't.
After we ended for the day, our director told me that I showed dedication. Dedication in deed. I practically feel asleep during wrap up announcements and complained mentally the whole time.
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