Haven't updated in a while. Well be prepared. Cause it is now time for a mass update. This first is actually my most recent. In case you don't get the picture, most of the band currently hates our "director', the choir director. She is an alright choir director, but she sucks at being band director. If I wanted to get kicked out of band, I would put this on her desk. If I wanted to get the band in trouble, I would put from the band on it. But I thought better of it. Most of this stems from the past 2 weeks. At an away game, she made us stand at attention the entire 3rd quarter because someone sat down because they felt like they were gonna pass out. After we had performed both pregame and halftime. (the other school didn't have a band, those lameos) She doesn't let us get water breaks, and if you feel like your gonna pass out, sucks to be you. Also, apparently I am no longer section leader because my teacher failed me for no reason. Wonderful, eh? So the band has 10 clarinets running around with no section leader. Lets see how long they remain organized. They were barely controllable with a section leader.
How dare you take away my band?
My life,
My love,
A battles at hand
How dare you hurt all those I love?
My friends,
My family,
And my gloves.
How dare you say you're our director?
Mr. May is,
And was,
Will be forever.
How dare you think that you belong?
Your not of us,
Our friend,
Our mom.
How dare you make us all pass out?
We need water,
A break,
Let us sit out!
How dare you make us stand at attention?
For a quarter,
For sitting,
After a performance.
How dare you be proud of our accomplishments?
They are ours,
Not yours,
Get out of it!
How dare you call yourself director?
We hate you,
You hate us,
Its time for you to go back to choir!