But today there's glory too!
Cougs won the game 64-21. Cougars are the second highest scoring team in the country. Virginia Tech got 66. Huskies barely won their game - against Eastern, no less. And we finally have more wins than losses (and a perfect record).
Okay, so that last one is a little bit over exaggerated... But it's still true!
This may seem really... unnecessary, but if you didn't want to read it, you wouldn't!
This is what my day looked like today, with small commentary about events.
7:00 - Woke up.
7:15 - Okay, I actually woke up at 7:15... But I was up before..
7:30 - Left dorm with Amanda, my really good friend. Actually, I think that she's my best friend here. More on her later.
8:00 - On the field in Martin Stadium with the rest of the CMB. We practiced. Luckily, we only did everything once. If we'd done any more, my face would be WAY more dead than it is. (I can't wait for tomorrow. My lips will look like I've been punched.)
9:00(ish) - Went back to Kimbrough Music Hall and put away my instrument. Then Amanda and I walked back home and got her uniform and hat. We later found out that everyone else got free subway for 'lunch.' I was so mad.
11:00(ish) - Left for the concert at the Museum of Art. That was a lot of fun. We basically just played a bunch of songs and then our show tunes. My lips were DEAD from last night though, so I barely played. Also, I hadn't eaten all day. I didn't eat until about an hour ago at 6:30. God that was torture.
12:00(ish) - About half of the band left for Cougar Prowl, while the other half of us left for the Cougar Den. I was with Kyle. I didn't know I would be, and Erin put us in those groups, anyway. He's really funny and really intense with his horn flashes. His smile is just the cutest.... ANYWAY.
1:00(ish) - Our small group left for Martin Stadium. We FINALLY got water, I was so thirsty.
1:30(ish) - We all lined up for pre-game.
1:40 - The band finally took the field for our pre-game show. As we were running on, I had the most incredible surge of pride. School spirit literally coursed through me. I officially bleed crimson. (Not that I didn't really before, but you know what I mean.)
2:00 - The band took the stands. Only 3 people separated Kyle and myself. He is so cute. And really loud during football games.
5:00(ish) - COUGARS WON 64-21!!!!!
After the game we played the fight song twice, and then sang the Alma Mater. I love singing the Alma Mater with the band, because we just exude so much school pride. Then after we sing, the Drum Majors jump around and say "BAND WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?" And we answer "BEST IN THE WEST!" That happens three times and then we say "GO COUGS!" all together.
When we all got back to Kimbrough and had changed out of our uniforms, I went upstairs to get my mello case and hat box. I found Todd there.
I know Todd from helping with NTHS' marching band. Saw him at Future Cougar Day last year, then made friends with him over the ensuing months, frequently asking for advice on college and life in general.
I had seen him earlier a few times, but I was determined that I would not make a fool of myself by approaching him. When I saw him after getting off the elevator, he approached me.
"Fine, don't say 'hi'." He said
I turned around. "Oh, hi! I didn't even see you! How are you?" Complete bullshit as you well know.
"I'm great. Did you have a good time today?"
"The best! I'm exhausted and in so much pain, but it was so worth it."
"Good, I'm glad."
So we spoke like that for a while, until I finally told him that my section hates me. Which is mostly true. All but 3 of them strongly dislike me, or don't care about me.
"If it makes you feel any better, the mellos hated me, too. But that was because I was dating one of their section."
"It really doesn't make me feel any better... You weren't a part of the section, why should they like you?" I joked. "But that's why I'm switching instruments as of Monday."
Todd was surprised. "What are you switching to?"
"Tenor sax."
He made a face. "Why sax?"
"I like them a LOT better than I like my section. And one of them is on my floor. She's probably my closest friend here."
"Well that's good that you're making friends. Facebook tells me that you're having a great time here."
I was a little embarrassed. "Maybe I should cut down on my posts..."
The elevator came, and I got on it and said goodbye. He told me he'd be here next weekend, too, so I should say 'Hi' then. I said that I would.
I got downstairs and found Amanda. We went back up the elevator and down the stairs into the lobby of Kimbrough. We talked to her section for a little while, me explaining how I am in desperate need of at least one reed. But the other Kyle isn't ordering them until Monday, which is when I need it by. So I'm screwed.
Now I'm home.
But before I go to bed, I'm telling you about yesterday. It was the most fun I'd had in a really long time.
I started playing at 5:00 in the evening yesterday, and didn't stop until 11:00.
My. Lips. Were. Dead.
We played at the "First Down Friday" festival downtown, then for the "Feast of the Arts" patrons. Then we had practice until about 9:00.
After that, most of the band did something called ICB, where the band dresses up in as little clothes as possible - with themes, of course - and plays for Greek Row and the President.
Our section's theme was Risky Business. That of course means that we wore white tube socks, a white dress shirt, and white underwear. Surprisingly, we were not the least dressed there.
Yes, 6 hours of playing absolutely KILLED my lips.
Then about 5 more today...
MY LIPS WILL DIE TONIGHT IN MY SLEEP.
I will never be able to play a brass instrument again.
Well, goodnight! I'm exhausted, in so much pain, and nearly died of thirst and hunger, but I'm so excited to do it again next weekend.
GO COUGS!
