[continuing from previous]

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So...at least the fieldshow for my HS ended...

When we went out to do whatever we wanted to there, I felt like everyone was staring at me...Laughing at me for never knowing that how could anyone make such a bad mistake...

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I stood in a long line for food. [Yes...food.]

"It's her! She crashed into us!"

I looked behind me. Another clarinet. He was pointing at me, accusingly.

"I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to! Gosh...!"

"Yeah yeah, I know."

Uggh, why was the line so slow. I got out of it and dragged my friend to the area where people were selling candy and cookies. I bought some candy...what a wonderful dinner.

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I heard the Blue Shoes something song of Elvis, and looked at the field. A marching band of bright turquoise were playing Elvis songs for their show. It was cool, they had great props, and even an Elvis imitator up on a platform boogy-ing. My friend and I were walking while watching behind the face, and she suddenly said, "Don't step on that!"

"Huh?!" I looked down. Eww...it looked like a barf of someone's nachos. Another point to worsen my night.

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And so on, but the night got a bit better. Nothing bad happened. But one thing I made sure was not to get seen by my band director. I was still embarrassed. So the night was just like any other ordinary after performing feeling, but with a stomach ache from the candies I ate, and we came home late...

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yay, this stupid story is over~