I went, with a promise to pay off the debt when I can. To band camp, that is.

We got a lot of work done, but nothing seemed as fun as last year. I have this sick feeling they pushed us too hard. Our Low Brass instructor was in our faces all the time and made us stand in perfect attention or horns up for an entire four hour evening rehearsal on the field. It hurt SO MUCH, in the first rehearsal of the day, during basics, I'm at one point crying. I couldn't really leave either, becuase we were always cleaning and learning new charts. I didn't want to do it, but I didn't want to be left behind.

Maybe that's what band camp's supposed to be about, but I just know it didn't really get fun for me unless I was chilling with Warren or on skit night. The seniors gave their final goodbyes on their last night of band camp, and came around to each cabin afterwords and played taps.
They told us about what band meant to them,and all this crazy emotional stuff. I've never seen so many people crying at once x.x

I did get to chill with Warren, though, but I ended up wandering around by myself at nights a lot because his friend (who he's turned down twice, I might add) hangs all over him.
The girl was a bitchface that needs to be punched in the ovaries anyway. Otherwise, there were no real problems with my cabin.

About our show, last year we didn't even have the whole opener on the field. This year, we have all the way up until half the closer. I just got back yesterday and there's a football game later today; we're marching the opener at half time.

Not looking forward to that. :/


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Stuff I'm working on:

- Lunar Magick
- 's birthday present
- Dread related piece
- Two pieces of gift art for two amazing kids.