Go O'Fallon! Wow. There's my pep for the day. You should've been at our pep rally today. Right in the middle of the golden girls performance, the music cut out. It was great, cause then everyone was like, Band we need you, help us. Yeah, it doesn't matter that you treat us like shit any other time. Wow.....I'm pissed. So if this angers anyone....sorry, I guess. OTHS! Yay! Watch my head fly off as I bob it back and forth, because I'm so very peppy! Sorry...one of the cheerleaders really pissed me off today......

RANT________

This is a need to know if you're joining a marching band in high school:

The school, and many of your classmates don't give a damn how much of your life goes into band. They often criticize you for it, because marching isn't hard, by their standards.

The school doesn't give care about the sweat, blood and tears that goes into your hard work. They don't care that your feet ache in the summer time because you are clocking the street time that make you the best, the greatest, the "ambassadors of the city" as the mayor a couple of years was quoted as saying. They don't care that you will pop many blisters, and that you will have pulled muscles, that you will pass out or become dehydrated.

They don't care that you watch your friends collapse at band camp because of the heat, looking as if they're having seizures, that you watch as your normally cold, brutal drum line instructor has to carry a girl like she's a rag doll to his car, so she can go home, because she's too weak to walk

They don't care, and will never care about what you want. To them, you are the band, you are there for one purpose. To play at school functions, for a football teams whose latest record was 1-10.



This very VERY short rant was inspired by the fact that our band, during MY senior year, will be unable to go to one of the biggest compettions of the year, at University of Illinois, and maybe the other, at Greater St. Louis. We have to choose: homecoming dance or GSL. I choose GSL. But it's gonna be majority rules. The school could easily move it up, but they choose not to. Shows how important we are.

But it's okay, cause they're actually allowing us to go to regionals at BOA. So that makes everything better. Whatever.

20 years ago, when this was a bit more serious than it is now, the school decreed that we'd have to miss a contest at Illinois State, against the big bad Marion Catholic. The only place we see the northern bands. It was for homecoming. So the band, being the cult band is, wore black armbands the whole performance to state their unhappiness. Our principal recently told my band director that that was the most humiliating day of his career.

In a nut shell, the school could give a damn about what you want, even if you are considered one of the greatest in the area. It doesn't matter.

Because to them, you're just the band.