sickly sweetness
Friday was the Dixie Classic in Richmond. Our performance was mediocre, not enthralling but still better than most bands in Virginia. The awards ceremony was supposed to be very formal and “high-class”; the rules thing they passed out to the bands said very straightforward that bands were supposed to conduct themselves in a most professional fashion during the awards ceremony with absoutely no yelling and making lots of noise when they announce names etc. But of course, we were the only band that refrained from being completely obnoxious. The Long Island group caroused like they had the impression that loud noise somehow made their performance better; obviously that wasn’t the case. The JFHS Advanced Symphonic Band got a Superior rating, the Best Woodwinds Award, the Best Soloists Award, and the Honor Band Award which just means we were the big daddy, ultimate, awesome band there. It felt so good to beat those other annoying groups. Bah, I’m evil, but I love it.
The guy who was in charge of everything at the Classic looked strangely like the DiTech guy. I thought that was peculiarly odd, but nevertheless the irony still made way for our complete dominance in the awards.
On the bus trip home, it was again the infamous annoying sophomore who made the most noise. So this poses the question…why do sophomores make the most noise on bus trips? I’ve come to this conclusion: freshmen are more likely to feel subjected to punishment if they open their mouths in a disorderly manner, so they normally will keep fairly quiet while quasi-simulating the sophomore’s frenetic ways. The juniors are getting up in age and have begun to understand the concept of maturity and are also at the point of knowing that the responsibility of proper conduct falls heaviest on them due to the fact that the seniors will crush them if they get out of line; so they talk amply to each other without making any unnecessary disturbances. Seniors of course are most likely asleep because they will work the next morning, or they talk to each other; seniors feel little need to make a show by being loud or obnoxious because they have innately been given glorious privileges that they wish not to spoil. Yet sophomores, drunken with their one full year of high school experience, are everlastingly urged to make a scene in hopes of getting attention, and maybe some girls; it is the sophomore who is so lustful over his status over freshmen that he must do whatever possible to make that chasmatic difference known even if it means stupid feats of strength or, most likely, stupidity. This discourse was brought to you by Ryan and by the conversation between myself and Jeremiah who mentioned he likes to make his blogs very thorough in meaning and commentary.
Also Windows is really starting to suck on our home computer. Some programs simply won’t work any more, even the basic and all-important Word. ::sigh:: if only I had a Mac.
Saturday evening I spent with Mark. Incredible conversation. With both of us in a highly volatile ‘transitioning’ phase in our lives, it was a mutually comforting thing to be able to share our stories and offer each other hope through our circumstances. We also watched one of my favorite films, About A Boy.
Today I went to Brentwood Community Church. I enjoyed it very much. The enormous concentration of college life also made it fun, but inevitably somber because somehow all college kids go through this phase of either conscious or simulated soberness once they get away from home. It could be that they are just trying their best to hide the volumptuous amount of alcohol they consumed the night before, but in this case I’m not sure what it was. Regardless, and back to the point, I really liked it and plan to go back. Shout outs to Kelly and Keri!!!
I went to today. Thanks goes out to Jamie for saving me 20% on everything!