I want to be famous ♥

That's what I think of when I hear the title of the show for next marching season.

I think of the pussycat dolls. So the theme for next years show is careers. And the show's name is "When I Grow Up..."

From what I hear it's rather slow. Because, what? Apparently Taylor wants to get a head start, so he's making everyone play Segment I and II. Even if they're seniors, and or won't be in band next semester. But guess who missed out on band, once again?

I did. All for the motherfucking uniforms. But I can't do or say anything because, well, fuck it'd be bad coming from the "Head" uniform girl. D| I really hope next years crew won't get four girls again. I just don't think four can cut it.

O HAY TAYLOR? IT'D BE NICE IF YOU DID ALL THAT LEADERSHIP TEAM INTERVIEWS LAST WEEK. I THINK I CAN SAFELY SAY I'M TIRED OF DOING THIS JOB.

I don't even get paid for this..

So Homecoming/Senior game was yesterday.

We played against Berkner. We lost, but not as drastically as we had last year, and the years before that, too. (7-36? Somewhere along there.)

Haha me and Alex were going off on how much we hate Berkner. Fuck them. :)

pfft, no hard feelings?

But anyways, Senior Walk was fun. The band kids did their own walk, because the seniors started before we even got down there. :( And so, we did our own with hands up high (literally.)

But then someone like backed, or something, into my toe. It hurt/s.

:( And I now have a bruised third toe. D;

More on Homecoming dance tomorrow!

Let's hope I can get into my shoe... ;(

I hafta pack for the After After party at my friends house~ And then get into my dress~ ;33

Is a complete and utter bitch.

Area competition was yesterday for band. It was so-so.

( Prelims )

and then...

( Finals )

But enough about the detailed downer, I got my homecoming/carosul/prom/band banquet? dress. I felt a little bad about it though because it was originally $449. ><;; The lady managed to give us a good discount off of it (she lowered it down to about 300something.) But I needed alterations, because I wasn't exactly tall as the dress. But it's so pretty.

>: I feel so bad now tho. When I wanted to get my homecoming dress I wanted it to be like at least 100 or less. But... >;

wtf.

I'M SO UPSET.

I'LL BE MISSING TOP MODEL BEHIND THE RUNWAY ON WEDNESDAY.
FOR BAND.
FOR UIL.

(I was esstatic that I'd be missing the entire day of school on wednesday, because we have PSAT's that day, and I passed my TAKS tests, and don't need to take the PSAT--however I do need to take the SAT... D8 I was only going to my second period, which is the attendance hour. So whoo.)

TTATT

NOOOO.

thxalotband.

thxalot.



and on top of that, I have no time to go out and buy a birthday present for Kat and JC for their combined party on Saturday.

AND ONTOP OF THAT. I MIGHT MISS MY NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS PIMP ASS HALLOWEEN PARTY.

noooo. T^T


On the top side I'm finished with my writing of Near's application for this one RP lj my friends are on. :) I found icons afterwards :D Now all I gotta do is get it approved by a dear friend, then find me a good AIM Log to prove to them that I can rp. ^^;


bwehehe~ :3

Was somewhat of a dissapointment.

We came, we played, we amazed?

We got fourth place of something or another at prelims, made it to finals, but was in 7th place all around.

We saw a band that was preforming the full duration of our segment three (Machu Pichu, city in the sky) we went after them in finals. So it was an almost "Deja Vu" feeling. XD;

=\ then it came time for final results. We were at 7th at prelims, and we stayed at seventh for finals. I thought we did better then seventh. I really did. But I have a feeling that we jinxed our selves by saying we were going to make at least 3rd or 1st that morning.

8( At least we did better then the Carrol band (the band that preformed Machu Pichu.) We placed higher then them, but still. =\ I felt like we did a whole lot better, but that might have been me. I felt like puking before we started.

But a funny thing happened yesterday. Our drum majors were on the fifty for prelims. (And how Hayley got it was she had to pick a number between 1 and 40, she chose 45. XD) And so after yelling for our school being annoucned, I yelled out "WE ON DA FIFTY!"
And then when we had to preform for finals, we were walking in and apparently a school yelled "THEY ON DA FIFTY!" XD

I love spreading trends :33

:O I got woken up by a doggie today.

Band practice today.

WAT. LINLIN IS USING HER GOOD HORN? WAT IS THIS NONSENSE?!

Welll, linin has a band competition this Satruday at Birdville.

wtfff. I hope Mrs. Wordon was able to get into the school. D: I don't want to see an unpleasent director. Nor get bitched at for not having the "shako's in order."


Oh, and me being lame, here's a note self. Work on these cosplays for yule!

• Larry Butz's shirt
• Larry Butz's beard
• Larry Butz's wig
• Black*Star's wig
• Making Black*Star's weapon! (WAT? WTFF. MY MOM THREW OUT MY CARDBOARD. I TOLD HER NOT TOO. *emo tears*)
• Near's wig
• early start on Daisuke's jacket! >) (I want this done by a-kon! I have a promise to keep to taichi-senpai!)
• early srart on Demiveemon~
• fucking commisions to make XD -- Excalibur plush (a-kon? NEED MATERIALLL) Tincampy (fuck it grew) Soul's Head band (bleated birfday prezzie :3;)

Uhhh. IRL friends? Maybe ya'll might get cosplay commssions for x-mas. DEPENDSSS ;3

I should get dressed. . .

=o=;

Hurhur. lol.

But so anyways, yesterday was our first ever run of the entire show at half-time.

=\ I'm happy we didn't slow down like we always do in the second segment. And from what I paid attention to, our sound was moderately well. I just wish coach would've tuned the different woodwind sections. (It sucks, because he tunes the brass in their different sections, and yet we have a few of our woodwinds, our best players actually, on mics. So it sucks if they're out of tune...)

But whatever. That's all they care about now. The brass. I think it's a little unfair, because this isn't a drum bugle corp. This is a high school band for cripe sake. We aren't going to get anywhere if an entire section of instruments aren't well tuned.

And I'm very displeased that Mr. Taylor didn't do as me and Maddi had asked him to do. We came to him to tell him that half of the band were not treating us with the respect we've had for years past. And it's frustrating, because this is somewhat coming from a few seniors as well as juniors. People who should know this by now.

I'm also unhappy with Ms. Martinez. I asked her if she would sit with us to understand where a few woodwinds are coming from during the game. And me thinking that she would sit with a few of the clarinet players during a few quarters, and then move up to the flutes during the others; she only sat with us towards the end. Where there was really no point in doing so.

But whatever, I just don't care anymore. Come whatever the fuck may.

But anyways, on a lighter note, we're almost done with the uniforms.



...

Haha, I find it funny. My dad came up to me and told me that I should be taking it easy for tomorrow.

Yesterday was a football game, and I didn't get home till 12:45ish (because my neighbor was taking me home and her daughter was having people over so they stopped at kroger to get some food) and woke up at 7:30 for a car wash at 8. And then afterwards me and two other girls walked over to the school to work on the competition uniforms (which are now in order complete with breast plates. The purple baldrics are even in order, and we have the shako's ready and in some order, the only thing we have to do is get them on the right racks (to match the person) as well as the plumes in them by tuesday.)

And wtf gloves?

Wow, so after I got off Shitty McCrapperson, I got onto good ole Harold. (Yes, I named my laptop x3)

And looking at segment two's music selection makes me want to cry.

I thought Mr. Taylor was trying to be funny by making up lyrics to the melody. And I joined in to on my rendition of Dance In Darkness I would sing "My mommy, my poppy, my sister, my shoe..."

But looking at the original lyrics. It's so touching. Fuck the entire segment is touching.

Dear Gene, of course you are here
And now it's nothing to fear
Oooh, I should have known
Oooh, I was never alone

This isn't the last song
There is no violin
The choir is so quiet
And no-one takes a spin
This is the next-to-last song
And that's all, all

Remember what I have said
Remember, wrap up the bread
Do this, do that, make your bed

This isn't the last song
There is no violin
The choir is quiet
And no-one takes a spin
This is the next-to-last song

And that's all ...

Bjork, y so sad?

After hearing a few songs off of youtube, it makes me understand the music selection more. It makes me want to play more from the heart instead of nothing, which was how I was playing it before...

But holy crap. Machu Picchu sounds so kick ass. XD I love it! And I now know that the little zorro theme was even included/written in the original piece for Machu Picchu.

Pfft, listening to fusion made me confused. I didn't hear anything.

Segment I
Segment II
Segment III

So sad. ):

Today was the day that I learned my very last set for marching.

): I don't even know if I'm willing to even continue marching in college. I would very much like to if given the opportunity, but that all very well depends on my thighs, legs, ankles and feet. I know they're going down hill. I can feel the pain and aches in my feet whenever I walk too much.

But holy crap, this drill is really tough. I'd say it's ten times tougher then Russian Celebration. And that show was borderline.

I hope I can get through a full run without collapsing from muscle exhaustion.


fufu, and me wanting to get something done and ON TIME for once, was going to write a short oneshot for a friend who's turning 23 xD;
I totally was going to type what I had wrote in class, but I ache way too much.

): and I'm kinda hungry. I didn't have much of a dinner...
Maybe I should eat?

'Cause sometimes you feel tired,
feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
and just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.

I'm sick and tired of this.
Really, honestly I'm sick and tired of people ignoring what us uniform girls have to say. We're not saying it for our health. And this is frustrating me to the point of tears.

Out of the three years I've been a uniform officer I've never been treated like dirt. Fuck we're lower then dirt now.

I don't think they take this job seriously. It's probably as hard as being a band captain minus the physical strength.

I can't recall how many times I tell someone to not eat something in uniform. But they just don't listen, and then when they spill something on it or drop whatever they were eating on their lap the expect it to be magically cleaned. It will of course, but they don't learn any life lessons. Sure they get yelled at by us, Mrs. Wordon, and Mr. Taylor, and other band directors, but it won't stop them from eating again.

We've stressed many times to have your band polos and black socks with you every friday, but yet, every friday I see the same people coming in for a polo, or claiming that they left their socks at home. Sure I don't mind if you forget one day. That's fine and dandy, but every week? We aren't a stock of freebeis. We have our limitations.

You also have no idea how tiring it is to hear "when are we getting in competition uniforms?"
I fucking don't know. For right now we're still in our summer uniforms, which is why we're stressing out so much to make sure that they stay clean--I know people are curious one when they come out, but it's like their angry for not having them out when the drumline got their new carriers.

I really like this line a band mom came up with, (her daughter is a uniform girl as well), "You'll get them when you come down and help us out." Seriously we can't get every single thing done with only four girls. We don't even have a designated guard uniform girl! I'm glad that nana's been here to help. We can't miss class time because, as noted, its taking away from class preperation. And then they have a cow when we don't have competition uniforms out?

This is ridiculous. I'm sick and tired of being walked on. I'm getting tired of fixing the same persons bibbers because we're running late and they have to dismiss. I'm sick and tired of people laughing in our faces, ignoring us, telling us "yeah yeah *eyeroll* whatever" we only do it so you won't forget.

And it starts with the leadership team. Every position gets respect, nobody bothers the band captains, or even the librarians. And you have to have balls to piss off a section leader. But what does that leave us uniform girls? Nothing, zip, zada. People on the leadership team are just walking over us, which makes everyone else think that doing this is alright when it's for sure as hell not.

We're called bitches because we're always in a bad mood. Yeah, and you wanna know why we're called bitches? Nobody listens and it's stressful to repeat everything over and over again.

I really hope this does get fixed. I'm so sick of wanting to just cry from frustration.

So today in band Mr. Taylor told us all to think of a story that reminds us of the music we play from measure 50-70 in segment three (so we could sell the felling/music properly.)

And so I thought of ninja's and pirates.

During measure 50 is an almost "after the calm" type feeling, it's all happy and sunny, then by the time measure 58 comes it's all "hoshiz, something badass and epic is coming (the ninja's) and then when it hits measure 68 the attack begins.

The ninja's and pirates are all out, and everything, then by the time measure 112 comes, along comes ZORRO!
fucking wins and pwns all.

What does this mean? I will be writing a "story" about this and hopefully have it uploaded onto someplace so you can all hear it and understand.

=\ Then after band ended we put our insturments away and I got pulled over by Mr. Taylor and was asked why I missed band. D: I didn't miss band.

The other Lindsey missed band. The flutist. I'm a clarinet.
D: It's so frustrating sometimes, because whenever we're out on the grid they don't use our last names, and so whenever Jones is fixing the other Lindsey it makes me feel like I'm off. But really, I'm not. D: D: D:


I totally feel for Alex and understand him and his hate of the directors not using last names. (There are like a bazillion Alex's in our band...)

And then today in English we got to see Tommy Lee's documentary of going to college. =\ it's alright. I'm super happy that we made it to the band episode (he tries out for drumline) and he sucks so much. He got so mad he through down his tenor. It made me slightly cringe. Those things cost a lot of money.


Well I should pack for tomorrow, and try to do my Algebra homework (for once I don't get it. D: fucking perpendicular graphing. I knew I always liked parallel. <33) and work on my presents for my little sises. xD

Haha, so tonight the drumline dude (I think his name is Andy?) was talking to Alex, and he was like "Mitch-cakes."

*snark* that totally made my day. 83

And after he was done and gone me, Alex, and Hayley started snickering.

"IT'S NOT ROCKET SCIENCE!" But oh, apparently it is Mr. G. xD;
Aha, more senior skit ideas! :3 :3 :3

(As well as a new nickname for sommmeoneee :3;; s-shut up >///<)

8)

Wrist update!

It doesn't hurt as much when I have it ouf of the wrap, but typing for a while sort of makes it agitated. (Or maybe makes my fingers agitated,) And I can take it off when I write, so thats a good sign it's getting better :3

3; However I don't want to push anything past its limit and reingure it. So it had to get rewrapped before we did two run throughs of the first segment.

8D And after we were done with those two run throughs I felt like puking my hot pocket that I had for dinner! 8);

And I have completely fallen in love with this song. :3

B'AWWW

I WANTED TO CRY SO MUCH. VERY MANLY TEARS. THAT GAME WAS SO CLOSE TOO. A VICTORY WE HAD IN OUR GRIPS, THAT COULD'VE ACTUALLY ENDED WITH THAT 15 SECONDS LEFT.

JERKS. D'8

THAT LEAP WAS AMAZING. I WANT THAT ON TAPE LOL.




83 and on other news, I'm so totally crushing on this kid in baaand. ^^ Haha I was in so much denial when my mom and dad were talking about him to me during the band picnic. XD;



and i liek ttly got this lame band fanfic in my head (yay, Naruto and band!)

As funny as this sounds as its coming from me, I totally can't wait for tomorrows football game :3

8) It makes me happy. Warm fuzzy feelings are blossoming inside of me, despite that the game is hella far away from us. D: Set in the Colony. I've always loved first games. Always.

Unfortunately I get to sit with my section for the bus ride to and from school. D: As much as I love the clarinets... I totally agree with Alex
"I get to sit with them in the stands, I don't want to be with them for that long."

8( And unfortunately I woke up to this pain in my wrist. It wasn't as bad as it was when I woke up, but after this mornings practice... I couldn't hold my clarinet in certain ways. D8

I just hope that it won't act up much tomorrow.

8\ Hmm, I'm kinda running out of ideas on where to eat lunch now. I'm the only mobile person who sits in one area, while the others go talk to their other friends, or go to tutoring, or even the art room...
=\ I wish the directors would allow us to eat in the band hall hallways. Or let us practice in the practice room.

I wouldn't mind that. So long as I wouldn't feel left out. And I could have things to take my mind off of.

Ooh, or maybe I could think about eating in the uniform room. I could do things there, like homework. ^^

"So shake your bambama."

Hah, I haven't listened to "Hey Mama" from the Black Eyed Peas in a long ass time. It brings the OG inside of me. No joke. 8D haha, I know so much gangsters that I could be one if I wanted to (pfft, although I don't wanna, coz my brother's a gangster, and then he'd be like "wtfnoogtfobitch."

But anyways, we had our first run through of the opener on the field :3 It was amazing. Not gonna lie.
Sure there are an ass load of things we could work on, for example keeping shapes now that they've taken the training wheels away, as well as spacing.
But it was bliss. We played the loudest we could. And it sounded so wonderful.

Mr. Jones: "I want you to play your loudest on a Bb concert for three quarter notes."
Band: *does as told*
Mr. Jones: "Good, now that you've proven to me you can play loud, do it all the time."

Heh, I'm somewhat shocked that I have a good portion of it memorized already. Sure there are parts where it's like "UHHHWTFDOIPLAY?!" but then there's other parts that are like "OMGIKNOWTHISWHYDOESN'TANYONEELSE?!"

Haha, I'm doing good for only having looked at the piece like three or four times. :3

School was blarg. And damn it's already 10? Damn.

D: well I guess I should look at two of the school songs I have yet memorized. 'Cause I think we're playing school songs off tomorrow?

I sure as hell hope that it's not going to be half of the first segment. You can't expect people to already have it memorized--err, well the people who have stuff to do.

D: But whatever, there are parts I know and parts where it's like "hmm imma count now. see you laterz"

BUTOMGIT'SSOSCARY. Two color guard members come really close to me in these two moves. The new director goes "who's C12" (lol, like four times... D'8) and I go. "uh I am?" And then he instructs Avie (and then later Kalip) that she should be just a few inches away from my bell. I'm so happy they aren't doing a flag move there. They're just actually moving XD;

8D although I wouldn't mind if they knocked my shit clarinet (or as Nick would say "Walmart brand") out of my hand, but if they did it during UIL I would totally freak out, coz they always make you march with the best horn you have. But I guess it'd be cool to take one for the band >D true dedication man.

Well anyways, I should get onto memorizing lame-o confidence. As well as the star spangled banner.

I love rain. Really I do.

However I hate marching in it.

"I'm not paying for this. I'm not paying for this."


Aha, true band nerd when you care more for your instruments well-being then your own.

I hope I don't get a cold over this. I was coughing and sneezing all the way home. And as soon as I stepped foot into my house a whole jumble of shivers went down my spine. Such an unpleasant feeling. I dislike you cold D: Really I do.

Oh well, hopefully I'll finally get to see Tropic Thunder tomorrow with mongoliabun as soon as I'm done doing band stuff at 6.




I see no point in going to that event tomorrow, I didn't even go to westwood. Blarg, they never forced the leadership team to go. Not ever. But nowww they decide to get it in their heads  to do so?! Rawr...

So my mom got this new brand of toothpaste. It's called "electric mint."

=\ In my opinion I think it taste a whole lot more like apple toothpaste.

But oh! I should hopefully have Daisuke's soccer shorts finished by tonight hopefully.
So all I really have to do now to have Daisuke Motomiya's soccer uniform complete is to:
a) find white fabric for his soccer socks
b) put the finishing touches on his klets.
c) find a burgandy wig.

:) It's exciting. I hope I find wigs for Daisuke and Black*Star. (And hopefully Near, if I have enough money left over. D'8)


Man, am I tired of having my dad pop into my room saying "Lindsay you need to eat something before you leave."

I've already eaten, and bathed, and is in clean clothes before I head out to band.

However, I should try to fill up my water bottle.

Hmm...

It rained today, it was marvelous. However that flip-flopped our plans for today's marching. So instead of marching in the nice cool morning, we played in the nice coolish air conditioning. Then had more play time with the people who didn't make competition block, then broke for lunch.

Only bad thing is, we went out on the grid around 12:30--which was pretty hot and humid.

I didn't even have my hat or sunglasses. 8(

And to make things worse, some stupid underclassmen bitch put her hand on top of my shoulder to get me  to move faster.

I KNOW WHERE MY GOD DAMNED SPOT IS. I DON'T NEED YOU TO PUT YOUR FUCKING ARM ON MINE, BREAK MY CONCENTRATION AND GET ME OUT OF FUCKING STEP.

I HATE PEOPLE WHO FUCKING KNOW WHAT THEY'RE DOING AND WANT TO HELP CORRECT OTHERS WHO DON'T NEED GOD DAMNED HELP! I'M A FUCKING SENIOR, FOUR YEARS OF MARCHING EXPERIENCE. AND IF I DO RECALL THIS IS THE PERSON WHO WOULD GET TO THEIR SPOT FASTER BEFORE AND MARK TIME.

>.> YOU ARE NOT ALWAYS RIGHT!

>.>" fuck.

8D aha, as the title states.

The uniform girls got to put the bands polos and new band shirts in these little vanilla scented trash bags. It was a lovely smell, and then on top of that, we had to write their name and instrument on the bag as well.

8'D So I had the vanilla scented trash bags wafting and mixing in with the sharpie smell.

It was great. I got so stoved up, but it was greeeaat...

AHA, we got to put Nick in a box... Too bad his name wasn't Jack.

Then he'd be Jack in the box. XDDD;


D8 and this junior sorta mooned me. Because I had to go make sure that the boy's dressing room was cleaned, so I open the door slightly and ask if everyone's descent, and everyone was, they all had pants on, so I head in and begin picking up the shoe tissue from the new marching shoe boxes, and I see this cockroach...

o___o it was dead. But I point at it and go all "EWWWW COCKROACH!!! DDDD;" and at that exact time this junior decides to moon me, but I had a sinking feeling he would so I looked the other way, and the three other boys are sort of laughing because they think it's my reaction to his ass... (I've seen someone's penis, it was really awkward because it was sent through a text message, so not like an ass is going to bother me... And there weren't any boys I had a crush on in there or anything, so...) And then the only female director walks by and goes "WHY ARE YOU IN THE BOYS DRESSING ROOM!?"

And the kid ducks behind the door...

It was awkwarddd. Like woooah.

He apologized and did the push ups I gave him after they got the dressing room cleaned. And then he later brought over some pizza he didn't want. And it was cheese, I like cheese. Not that he would know it XDD;

Aha, but my friend who was in the dressing room at the time when the mooning happened was all "we totally thought your ew was to the reaction of his ass... But it was the cockroach... xD;;"

Ehe, I really don't care if I see a butt flashed in my face, but... if it was his penis... then... >///< that would've been a whole lotta awkward.

D:


Oh, I got my schedule redid. Ain't it perty?
Fall Semester
00. Marching Band stuff - JONESY (GRID)
01. Sym Band 2 - JONESY (F109)
02. ANL-VIS Media - McClelland (C221)
03. Teacher Aid - Nakashige (G101)
04. Desktop Publishing - McGinty (A111)
05. English IV - Van Volkenburg (B203)
06. Algebra II - Crum (C208)
07. AP Japanese Language and Culture - Nakashige (G101)

Spring Semester
01. Sym Band 2 - JONESY (F109)
02. Creative/Image Writing - McClelland (C221)
03. Teacher Aid - Nakashige (G101)
04. Desktop Publishing - McGinty (A111)
05. English IV - Van Volkenburg (B203)
06. Algebra II - Crum (C208)
07. AP Japanese Language and Culture - Nakashige (G101)

PFFFF. I REALLY WANT TO KILL ALEX WILL. AND I REALLY LIKE THE COLOR GUARD, BUT WITH THE WAY HE'S DOING STUFF AND FLOUNCING ABOUT AND MAKING IT SOUND LIKE THE BAND DOES JACK SHIT, MAKES ME WANT TO KICK HIM IN THE NUTS.

GO DIE IN A FIRE.

>.>"

srsly, I really love the color guard, but when he says shit like "The marching band doesn't do much" really pisses me the fuck off. I know color guard's hard as fuck. I know, believe me, I'm quite surprised they can do all that. And that's the reason why half the band hates color guard because of bigots like him. >.>""

"The band doesn't do anything? What you mean they don't sweat their asses off in hot drill days? They don't wear heavy ass uniforms?" -- Louisa after she had heard what Alex said.

Grrr... >.>