Sadness in a bottle

Hey guys/gals!! So I've had band camp all week and Friday we've finally called it quits! However, all week at my house hot water wasn't working right! What little hot water we had was used to wash my 1 & 4yr old brothers. I stuck to freezing showers and I can't take it any more!! Yes the cold water helped my sores from band camp but I'm a hot water type person! All because i haven't taken a single hot bath/shower and the fact my house is constantly cold, I.Got.Sick!!

Worst part is, i have to go to my Band Director's, bless his soul, funeral TOMORROW. Imma really miss the guy. I've had him since my 7th grade year. It was fun having him around. He would always go in his office bathroom after yelling at us to smoke marijuana. He'd make fun of my first clarinet that I got from my great great uncle: It fell apart in the middle of class. How he'd made me the cowardly lion for our Wizard of Oz show and actually made someone dress like the Mayor of Munchkins. I really wish didn't have to go. All us Seniors wanted to show him our solos and achievements we've made after he retired a year ago. However, that gave us, the band as a whole, a reason to work harder than ever before. We are dedicating our show, effort, and pride to him. To his family. To ourselves.

But like I said I'm sick, so I'm probably rambling right now. Can't rally see though the tears. But please help pray over our little band, our director(Mr.Wyatt), and his family.

Till next time~😔

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