Marching band

Fourth of June, 2010, I auditioned to be a marching panther. Not making the cut, I was disappointed, but not traumatised. Around August, our band camp began. It was nothing but music, laughs and running shorts. Then school came, where for the first game, I was a stands-only flute. A bit into the year, a spot was open for marching, so I took it. Between the brutal Tuesday 4-7 practises, Thursday 5-8 practises, occasional Wednesday 1-5 practises, Friday 7.30am- 11.30pm school/game days, and Saturday anytime-anytime competitions, I had the absolute time of my life. I met new people, made some new friends, and became more acquainted with my lovely Geri. I learned new things about her, new things about what I could do, and new things concerning what those around me could do. Everything was sweaty, philharmonic, awkward, eye-opening, and magical. While the season may be over, the music, the show, and the year will always remain under my fingers, beneath my feet, and in my heart. This shouldn't be as heart-felt as it is, (I'll be doing this until my graduating year) but this really was an terrific first season filled with amazing people and a great show. I can't say I didn't come out of this completely unharmed- I did. But I'm working on it, and it will change... again. While suffering through post-band depression, I'll study up on my notes and scales, practise my backwards slides, and perhaps the speed at which I fasten a ponytail.

-photo by J. Friedman-

-photo by D. Berezowski-

-photo by J. Friedman-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PFRr4w027ZI
Half time show 1. 10. 2010

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SMS_DjYMsHc
Tarpon Springs competition 16. 10. 2010

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQzPoq78ezA
East Lake competition 23. 10. 2010

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lqYQhFQKmIg
Fall Concert of 'Epic' 28. 10. 2010

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6WrlraP3Yo
Gaither competition 13. 11. 2010

A week, and it's all downhill

So. We had our Tampa rivalry game with Robinson High on Friday night. We won and performed our 'Epic' show. It was my first time doing the new closer in front of a huge number of people. It was nothing short of terrible, because for the first two minutes when everyone was getting set, I couldn't find my spot. People yelling at me back and forth about where to go and what to do, the whole stands watching me. Pretty much the most embarrassing moment of my entire year. When I finally got to it, I messed up two visuals and was a bit late on the phantom kick. It was awful. After some hugs and consolation, I was back up on my feet and ready for Saturday's FBA. Though FBA is based strictly on musical talent, not marching talent, I think we did really well! We landed a superior which is fabulous, and will hopefully do just as well next weekend when the season ends. That will certainly be a long post.
Relationships are rocky, it seems. Many things are going askew and turning in directions with no clarity. I'm not certain to where they're going, but I am certain that it won't be anywhere too good. I just want everything to work out in one way or another... especially considering the short amount of time that's been spent already.
November, why haven't you been so great?

Homecoming: Round II

As a friend of mine once said, "Yes, I managed to be semi-formal, too... I danced and had a great time with lots of cool people... laughed, talked, and forgot to eat... It was worth the 40 bucks." Really can't say it any better than that. Compared to the disaster that was last year, this year's homecoming was fantastic. I spent it with great people, was exposed to new feelings, dances, music, and fancy fruit dip. Only thing missing was my camera. Poo.
Pretty much a great night.

- Quote by Kaisa R. http://readmymind-95.blogspot.com/ -
P.S, I miss you girly! Hope you're doing very well :)

It's gonna get messy

A large pep rally, given to us by dancing employees, dolled-up students, and a helpful administration, was what occupied my evening tonight. We call it 'Panther Prowl'. Where silly skits and performances are presented to the uninvolved students awaiting in the bleachers (myself included). They all did fabulously, and while coupled with some mistakes, the added triumphs of pure spontaneity made it completely worthwhile. I wish I had been a tad more participatory in my club's performance, but marching always seems to get in the way of things. I spent the night with good friends, and got acquainted with new ones as well. It seemed that chiclets, milkshakes and hands touching hands ended Panther Prowl on November the third, two-thousand and ten.