Okay, so we survived the concert. I was so proud of myself because the trumpets have to use straight mutes at one part. I case you're wondering what the heck they are, here's a picture:

I kept telling the other trumpet s to not forget the  straight mutes. The reason I was so proud was because I was the only one to insert my mute and play on time.  We even had an advanced band member come and help us and he couldn't even do it!!! We had to insert the mutes in five counts. I swear, I'm the mom of the trumpet section. I have to put the other boys' stands up and their mutes. Ughhh. And I'm the only one who can actually play everything. A new girl came to school yesterday and joined band. SHE'S A TRUMPET!!!!! Finally I don't have to take care of the boys by myself anymore.
  On the other hand, the Christmas pop song along was murder. Our band directors wife was singing to loud in the microphone and causing it to wine. Anakin, who's  a trombone player,  trombone 2, and I were the closest to the speakers. I swear, my ears were bleeding. Ok, not really, but it hurt really bad. But, I'm alive. Yay. The end.