Impressions: The Joys of Being a Section Leader

Erjika Tevkana

Sorry, this is kind of a rant...

"But my teacher came in and said I had to stay after and then I had to get something to eat cuz I'm a growing boy and all and vwbujovwastihshyknvsmdmm...."

His chattering voice finally mumbles blissfully off in the distance. I groan and rub my temples, as little marching band demons run around my head, shrieking "this is what you get for being section leader! Payback's a b**** (Hey! No swearing on the field!)"

/Oh, the ironies,/ my sarcastic inner self mutters. /Your opening song is Dante's Inferno, and as you play the haunting strains of Dante's trip to the Underworld, you are descending into your own little Hell./

Yeah, thanks for telling me.

/Section leader: it's a beautiful thing, really./

Wow, you know how much I love your support.

"...rnvnwejwkrgjvshsxmv and then we had to go here and hey are you listening to me oh well and anyway we gnwjrethnkeopsdvnkh...."

Talking to oneself couldn't possibly be healthy.