Hey all. I'm moving over to asianfanfics.com ...... over there, people might actually read my stuff and comment, idk, but i hope so. my username over there is mintmusic ( http://www.asianfanfics.com/profile/view/130663
--maybe that link works for you, idk). i'm not sure how much i'll be posting on there though. i might just read, idk....
this journal will stay open but is most likely to become a private journal where i rant about how much life sucks..... like what i'm going to do in a few seconds.... if oyu don't want to read it, don't. if you want to unsubscribe to me, please do so. i'm not going to beg you to read depressing updates or the fluffy pulling a bunny out of a hat updates.
now.... here's comes the blah....
so i'm in winterguard. and there's 17 of us. 3 guys. the rest are girls. let me say this, don't be grossed out, me more mature than that. i just ended my period. now when a bunch of girls are together for a long extended time, your periods start to go on the same time, or around it. ok, now that that's done, moving on.
my instructor is a bitch. i tell my mom what happens, she talks to other people to get their reaction and they're the same as hers. hateful, bitter, and upset. my mom has emailed this person multiple times in hopes that she will listen and make things straight. this weekend was our last competition though. everything went wrong.
after we performed, i remembered i had a dr pepper soda in my bag, so i took it out not thinking a thing about it. we were told to keep our uniforms on and not cover them up. see where this is going? yeah, i opened it and it DRENCHED my ENTIRE right side of my uniform, with some going onto the left. yep. i was insanely upset. and apparently a few drops had gotten onto my friend's uniform, she freaked out on me. lovely, huh?
so one of the moms said to go to the bathroom, change, rinse it out, and dry it. so i did. i went to the bathroom, changed, and then the girl came in the bathroom and went ape shit on me. "MRS____ SAID NOT TO CHANGE!!!" she was screaming at me. there were other guards in there at that time as well. "ummm, do you not see how soaked this is?" i asked her. i will say, i proly had an attitude because i was not going to do nothing, let the uniform stain, and sit in something wet and sticky for 5 1/2 more hours. -_- the girl kept yelling at me, and it was really quiet in the bathroom. they were all staring at us. lovely name for our guard now, huh?
so after she left, people started asking what was going on, seeing what happened to the uniform, and they agreed that i was doing the right thing. so i continued to rinse it and dry it. it didn't come out everywhere and you could see the stain on my lower leg still.
it didn't completely dry in the straps but i had to be back in the stands at a certain time and i didn't want to get in trouble for not being there. so i changed back into it with only the foamy like straps still wet (felt odd but i could deal with it) and i ran into a guard mom that was our driver and she said that we were putting our bags into the cars.
i decided that i'd get my phone and money out of my guard bag and oh look, NOT. THERE. I was about to cry. I emptied the entire thing, didn't find it. everyone else had put their bags away. i went around the place and searched for it, didn't find it. my mom searched my bag again for me. didn't find it. so we decided to look at lost and found. didn't find it. but. later on, someone found it in their bag and at 2am called the instructor saying they found my phone and money, and it was returned. but before that:
i was in a bad mood. i had ruined a uniform, even though this was the last performance in them, then i lost my phone and money. pretty unhappy. we were re-grouping for our troop out to find our placings. i wasn't talking with people, but i was in a circle with my friends. this girl was messing around with her friends and boyfriend, poking each other's stomachs. she ran around and used me as a shield i'm guessing. but. i thought she was trying to involve me in the little game to lift up my mood. she had squeezed my sides pretty hard. well,
silly me because when i turned around and poked her stomach back, she flipped out. she started screaming at me, and she has said to me that, "in the past, i've wanted to slap you across the face." ... she looked like she was going to. props for her not, but she went to our instructor and said that i punched her stomach. so she lied. so the instructor believed her, accused me of something i did not, was wanting to suspend me from school, move my hotel room, and was most likely going to remove me from colorguard and winterguard for next year, without hearing my side of the story.
i told my mom my side after the troop. she was so happy for us getting second place. we were all happy. so was she. but when i told her this, she was upset. the instructor pulled my mom away from me and told her, "we have a problem. your daughter punched a girl's stomach." then my mom said, "oh really? that's not what my daughter told me had happened. did you even hear her side?" then the instructor said, "no." well, there ya go. she judged me without knowing both sides, made a decision, and tried to take it into action.
thank god my mom was there. if she hadn't who knows what would have happened. i can't deal with this shit anymore. i can't.
i love guard. both of them. but i fucking hate the drama and that instructor. and now i know that she doesn't even trust me. my band directors don't want me to do marching band since our clarinet section will be too large and our guard will be so small. i'm not sure what to do. i love performing, i love spinning. i can do non marching band, but i'll feel so weird not doing it. not being able to see my friends that i do have in guard, and in marching band.
i don't know my decision. i have no clue what to do. i just needed to get that out. don't tell me what to do, don't give me some bs of 'it'll get better' because it's only gotten worse. i want to know your thoughts if you actually read that, what YOU would do and not what I should do.
Thanks to any that read this rant, and i'm sorry, i know i must have had attitude in that somewhere or everywhere, sorry.