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Where There's Smoke, There's the Gaither Band

Friday was nothing short of awesomeness. Pep Rally Day! Every period was shortened. Even calculus flew by. It was amazing. After calculus the entire rest of the day was band, band, band, and more band. Non-stop band. Wind ensemble with my killer solos, then lunch, then wasted all of sixth period sitting in the gym warming up, and then the pep rally. I have to admit - this has been one of the better pep rallies in a long while. There were news cameras all over. We did suicide!! YES! Maybe this will be my last time for forever. But I think I said that last time. Who knows? Matt Dolson did some break dancing stuff and Showcase performed. The coolest part was getting the check from Steinbrenner. Yay for money!

So after that ordeal jazz band had a sound check or rather attempted to have a sound check. We were running through the pieces and the sound/light techs were having issues. They couldn't get the lights to work right. Then all of a sudden all the lights went out at once and it was pitch black. The sound guy was shouting that it wasn't him this time and Andrew screamed that everyone should watch their wallets. Eventually the emergency lights came on. And then went the fire alarm. I figured it was just some electrical problem and the alarm was going off by accident. Denim Steve told me to go find Nevismal and bring back a multimeter. Running through a vacated, pitch black school was scary as heck. All the doors were closed because of the fire alarm and the only light was from the windows and doors. I couldn't find Nevismal but eventually ran into Mr. Strapp which was freaky. You run into a huge black man in the dark and tell me how your heart handles it! So as I was calmly walking back to the auditorium I heard Stapp's walkie-talkie say that there was smoke coming from one of the a/c handlers on the roof, the fire department was dispatched, and everyone should get out of the building. I found the auditorium deserted except for James. I was overcome with relief that I was no longer alone in the dark. Dell came in and screamed at us and on the way out we were blinded by a veil of ominous smoke. I thought I was going to have an asthma attack right then and there. Outside two firetrucks and an ambulance showed up. I am now a firm believer in Murphy's Law. Our band is forever doomed to be screwed over.

Dell told us to report back at six because the concert starts at seven. Dellio finally bothered to show up at around 6:50. We weren't allowed back in the auditorium so we decided to go play at Crispers. It was really hectic trying to get power for my amp and a keyboard for Dreamboat, but in the end we managed and we rocked. I really liked playing there better because the audience was a lot closer and you could really watch them watch you. I wonder how much money we ended up making. James was truly a phenomenal player and I will never forget this experience. I regret not telling him thanks and goodbye.

I starting to get excited about the band trip. I hope that everything comes together nicely soon. Everything seems so crazy and outrageous at the moment. I already have a truck load of stat homework and I fear what is to come in calculus. I'm having trouble grasping the concept that my grades don't matter anymore. Did they ever really matter? I still want what I've always wanted right? Be successful and lazy simultaneously. That's me. Would it kill me to get a C? Probably not, but it might kill my parents or rather coerce them into killing me.

Thank You Lord for a three day weekend. The rest of it will be very busy fo sho. Homework in everything, a stat project, a calc test on Tues, band practice for four hours Monday, and on top of all that I have to pack!!

posted by Marcy @ 1:04 AM