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Ok so I was in the pit band for my school's musical. We were stuck backstage the entire show for eight shows and weren't SUPPOSED to talk (we did anyways) we were bored out of our minds half the time and yet, eight shows just didn't seem long enough. We talked and played games on our DSs and had paper air plane wars. I had pretty much memorized the show by opening night so I could mouth all of the lines. We mocked whomever was on stage at the time. We of course played music and hung out in the band room for hours on end before the show. I was so bored in there over the last two days that I cleaned one kids cubby, alphebetized 9 peoples music and completely cleaned up the percussion area. Granted after concert band on thursday I did hide all of my one friend Brittni's stuff and before so I had to hide behind the two grade 8 trumpets one of which I like. When I hid her stuff after concert band and took off runing I started saying something to myself just as I ran past the same trumpet that I like. After the thursdays afternoon show me and Brittni were just hanging out and I was avoiding going for a walk with my quad since we still had a period left in the day. So we were hanging out in the Grade 6 wing and Bryson & a couple other guys were throwing these balls around and one almost hit me so I threw it at Bryson and I hit him. then one was rolling along the bench where a bunch of us were sitting and Brittni grabed it I got her to give it to me and once again threw it at Bryson this time I hit him in the chest. He said something that I didn't here. Then of course when I quit paying attention he threw it at me and it hit me so I tried to whip it at his head... It missed and hit the Grade 6 fishbowl window. I wish that the play were going on longer there are still way more stories. But they won't be told today.