i'll tell you right now what is poisoning the minds of young people and old people and white people and black people and rich people and poor people you wanna know what it is? APATHY. that's it. it's all about apathy. failing and cheating and stealing and lying and the usual do-nothing-ness is all apathy. i wish i could just stuff some CARE into the brain of every young person. just fill it with a lot of CARE. it doesn't even matter to me what it is, just care about something. care about trees or care about your momma or care about God like i wish everyone would but just stop not caring about anything at all, ever, period. and stop doing things we hate. why do we do the things we hate? when we have a maximum 100 years to live on this earth why in the world would we do anything we absolutely hate when there are a million other things to try that we might love? stop sitting in the desk or on the church pew or on the football field or band field or wherever you go all the time if you don't CARE about it. because for the people that do care it's a very big discouragement to be surrounded by those who don't.
i care about a lot of things and i care about people who don't care and i just want you to know that for pete's sake, there ARE beautiful things in life and things become infinitely more enjoyable if you will just give them a chance. i promise school is bearable when you try not to fail, it can actually be quite pleasant sometimes and sitting on a church pew might be boring but worshipping God with all your heart in spirit and in truth surely isn't. and if you hate band or you hate football or you hate everything about your life, then quit what you're doing and do something you love because you only get one chance at this thing and you might as well give it the best shot you've got
hruoferngheruhoiuerhgoreughnoera i'm done.
Showing posts with label the drum major. Show all posts
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Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Saturday, September 11, 2010
togetherness
Good morning beautiful world. I would like to begin by saying that, obviously, I've been in a pretty big crud mood lately. And I hate crud moods for me because they last for about a week-week and a half and make me seem like a pessimistic and cynical human being, which I like to think I'm not. But now it's gone and I'm back to normal me and hopefully mr. crud will stay away for a very long time so I won't make anyone else mad.
ANYWAYS. So last night I had an epiphany and I would like to share it with whomever is interested in reading this blog, which could be a long one since I have nothing to do but be ready when Taylor gets here in an hour and a half to enjoy a Do Nothing Day of football and probably involving me whooping up on him in some pool/foosball a few more times. These days are my favorite :)
But, anyways. Last night the Cherokee County Warriors traveled to Crossville for our first away ballgame. First of all, it's important that I tell you that lately during this ugly crud mood I was beginning to doubt my involvement and position in the band. Not that I would ever say that I dislike being in the band, because band is one of the few things that I have found a true passion for. But for a while I think I had forgotten what I like so much about being drum major specifically, and that is bringing people together. Feeling like a mediator. Feeling important and worthwhile. And that sounds like I'm a total stuck-up loser but I can't lie - it's the absolute truth. And last night our band was located smack dab on the end of the bleachers, and right in front of the cheerleaders. Now ask average joe in the stands if the band and cheerleaders get along very well, and he's probably going to tell you that if it's anything like any other high school he's ever seen, they hardly speak to each other. This was our standing until last night when our nice new band director told the entire band "They are right here in front of you, and you will cheer with them. You will cheer every cheer with them, because you want them to do the same thing for you during our cheers. So CHEER LOUD." And immediately the cheerleaders+band erupted in hooting and hollering. And I smiled, but inside I'm thinking this won't last more than five minutes. Then it started pouring down rain and we went into Crossville's band room, which although it was smelly it was very nice of them to make room for all 70 of us when it was really only enough room for the 70 of them. By half-time we were able to perform. We reassembled at 4th quarter. And EVERY SONG WE DID, the cheerleaders cheered for us. EVERY CHEER THEY LED, we screamed the words along with them. And it was the most amazing feeling I've ever experienced at a football game (besides winning state championship, but only barely.) I could care less if we win another game the rest of the season (no offense, because I love football and want our boys to do well so they're happy at school which makes everyone else happy), but looking at the big picture I think football games are about coming together. I think it's the football team being encouraged by the band and joined by the cheerleaders and joined by the crowd and everyone knowing that this is the way it always should be, everyone connected and this thing in common that brings us all closer and helps us forget that I don't like that cheerleader because she's just a snob and our football team really stinks this year and I think I'll punch that referee in the face afterwards. Because it really doesn't matter whether we win or whether they make bad calls or if there's something about that person we don't like because we're a human being and there are things about us that people don't like. I'm sure for other people it's because I don't study a whole lot but I'm blessed enough to make good grades and that I was blessed with the position of drum major, which isn't really a high and holy position because all I have to do is have a good attitude and have a sense of rhythm, and sometimes look pretty. The band works 10 times harder than I do - I'm pressured to do well on game night, and they have to do well every day of the week or we'll fall apart.
One more thing and then I'll finish getting ready so I don't look horrid: I've recently realized that when someone is passionate about something, that should be their decision and not concern other people's opinions. I can't imagine how hard it would be for me if people were constantly telling me that MUSIC is just stupid. I would still love making music, but that's taking away the joy of sharing my passion with others because I'm afraid they won't feel the same way. Who cares if you like music? Who cares if you would like to be a cheerleader or not? It's OUR THING. And you can have your thing and we can have our thing and support each other in the things we do, because it makes us happy. And if we're happy in what we're doing then it shouldn't concern other people. They shouldn't have to tell us their opinions on the things that we love.
So lately, since I found my good mood again, I've started to make lots of realizations and in summary I would like to say that I love our cheerleaders and hope that they will move and be closer to us at every football game, so we can bring the audience together with us while bringing ourselves together to cheer for the football team and everyone will be just that - together.
Now it's time for some football.
ANYWAYS. So last night I had an epiphany and I would like to share it with whomever is interested in reading this blog, which could be a long one since I have nothing to do but be ready when Taylor gets here in an hour and a half to enjoy a Do Nothing Day of football and probably involving me whooping up on him in some pool/foosball a few more times. These days are my favorite :)
But, anyways. Last night the Cherokee County Warriors traveled to Crossville for our first away ballgame. First of all, it's important that I tell you that lately during this ugly crud mood I was beginning to doubt my involvement and position in the band. Not that I would ever say that I dislike being in the band, because band is one of the few things that I have found a true passion for. But for a while I think I had forgotten what I like so much about being drum major specifically, and that is bringing people together. Feeling like a mediator. Feeling important and worthwhile. And that sounds like I'm a total stuck-up loser but I can't lie - it's the absolute truth. And last night our band was located smack dab on the end of the bleachers, and right in front of the cheerleaders. Now ask average joe in the stands if the band and cheerleaders get along very well, and he's probably going to tell you that if it's anything like any other high school he's ever seen, they hardly speak to each other. This was our standing until last night when our nice new band director told the entire band "They are right here in front of you, and you will cheer with them. You will cheer every cheer with them, because you want them to do the same thing for you during our cheers. So CHEER LOUD." And immediately the cheerleaders+band erupted in hooting and hollering. And I smiled, but inside I'm thinking this won't last more than five minutes. Then it started pouring down rain and we went into Crossville's band room, which although it was smelly it was very nice of them to make room for all 70 of us when it was really only enough room for the 70 of them. By half-time we were able to perform. We reassembled at 4th quarter. And EVERY SONG WE DID, the cheerleaders cheered for us. EVERY CHEER THEY LED, we screamed the words along with them. And it was the most amazing feeling I've ever experienced at a football game (besides winning state championship, but only barely.) I could care less if we win another game the rest of the season (no offense, because I love football and want our boys to do well so they're happy at school which makes everyone else happy), but looking at the big picture I think football games are about coming together. I think it's the football team being encouraged by the band and joined by the cheerleaders and joined by the crowd and everyone knowing that this is the way it always should be, everyone connected and this thing in common that brings us all closer and helps us forget that I don't like that cheerleader because she's just a snob and our football team really stinks this year and I think I'll punch that referee in the face afterwards. Because it really doesn't matter whether we win or whether they make bad calls or if there's something about that person we don't like because we're a human being and there are things about us that people don't like. I'm sure for other people it's because I don't study a whole lot but I'm blessed enough to make good grades and that I was blessed with the position of drum major, which isn't really a high and holy position because all I have to do is have a good attitude and have a sense of rhythm, and sometimes look pretty. The band works 10 times harder than I do - I'm pressured to do well on game night, and they have to do well every day of the week or we'll fall apart.
One more thing and then I'll finish getting ready so I don't look horrid: I've recently realized that when someone is passionate about something, that should be their decision and not concern other people's opinions. I can't imagine how hard it would be for me if people were constantly telling me that MUSIC is just stupid. I would still love making music, but that's taking away the joy of sharing my passion with others because I'm afraid they won't feel the same way. Who cares if you like music? Who cares if you would like to be a cheerleader or not? It's OUR THING. And you can have your thing and we can have our thing and support each other in the things we do, because it makes us happy. And if we're happy in what we're doing then it shouldn't concern other people. They shouldn't have to tell us their opinions on the things that we love.
So lately, since I found my good mood again, I've started to make lots of realizations and in summary I would like to say that I love our cheerleaders and hope that they will move and be closer to us at every football game, so we can bring the audience together with us while bringing ourselves together to cheer for the football team and everyone will be just that - together.
Now it's time for some football.
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