Fix You

   So today was our marching band's first competition. We played at Morton High School and to put it lightly, things didn't go very well. According to all of our instructors we did a fantastic job and our next competition will be even better, but I can't help feeling like the whole thing was a failure. Since my freshman year, the Macomb Marching Band has done exceptionally well in all of our competitions. I can't even remember the last time our band has performed and not placed in a single category. But we did tonight. I worked my ass off, went to practices sick as a dog, and helped lead the bass line just to get my butt handed to me by other schools.
  Granted, the classes were separated differently this year and we didn't have the entire show on the field. We competed against schools twice as big as us because Morton decided to go by band size, not school size. So most of the schools could piss money while we are basically a self funded band. There were so many things going against us. Not to mention so many of the freshmen don't know what the heck they're doing.
   Gah. It all makes me so mad. I feel like I've been working so hard for nothing. That's how I'm feeling about most things, so tonight definitely didn't help. Work and school seem just as pointless. Hopefully everything will get better eventually. This is definitely not the way I want to carry out my senior year. Ugh...

  When you try your best but you don't succeed. When you get what you want but not what you need. When you feel so tired but you can't sleep. Stuck in reverse...