bellyache

"When I want to run away, I come back to the place where you are. "

I missed a hell of a storm last night. I have vague recollections or sirens, the alarm beeping, I think the a/c shut off but it didn't bother me (cause I sleep desnudo) and woke up late cause my alarm reset with the power . .. anyways, still got up with enough time to shower and shave and work it in an old spiffy neiman marcus tie that's seen better days . . . texted mel on the way, too bad I can't remember all the words to "Smile" (no not the Lily Allen version) but then again, neither could Gina Glocksen, but I never made it on Idol, anyways, the cute "Fix Me" video with a motley crew of viejitos I found yesterday, singing my dad just showed me he received from mon oncle Art. How circular, granted it was the Twilight Acres crowd rehearsing The Who's "My Generation" but still, was kinda weird.
Oscar Herrera (my boss, ergo BOSCAR) rehearsed the high school band through next year's marching show music, and as usual it was thrilling and akward as he picked apart my notes. But could be worse, he's happy with it, it just all needs tweaking. One of my coworkers was sick, so he asked me to take over his class and the 6th grade in the afternoon. I am a band director. I am a band director. I AM A BAND DIRECTOR. I can be awfully critical of others when rehearsing their students, but, by god if I still don't freak out when I get in front of a group these days. Granted, I haven't had my own group for a few years now, but I may have my own group next year. God they pay me too much, I really don't do enough work . . . but, ugh, I dunno., I do a lot of things no one else can or will do ( arrange and compose, do the guard)
His band was fun to do. The kids respond to my humor . . . well, doesn't everyone? but I still wasn't sure if my ears were "turned on" enough to merit accomplishing anything with them. BUt the 6th graders, that was a fun group. It sucked because in the "advanced" class, which really isn't all that far ahead at all, ONE little girl decided to test me. She hates band, though most of her friends are in it. Girl decided to just SIT on my last nerve, crossing her feet, leaning back, playing lazy and intermittently . . . I scolded her and sassed her in class ("Kamicka, if you wanna know why you're last chair out of 25, if you stay up late at night wondering, all you gotta do is think about how you sit and what kind of attitude you're showing me right now . . . if that doesn't convince you, why don't you try ask.com?") not the best way to get my point across, but, she's not a mean child, just kinda stupid and in a bad situation. I held her after class and talked to her one-on-one, queen to queen. Without a crowd, I settle down, and she wasn't as quick to smart off, and I just asked her to, for one more month, for 45 minutes, to act right, sit up, and try. Then quit. Band isn't for everyone . . . I deep down think it can be, with the right teacher and parents and the right attitude, but, you pick your battles . . . . but why cause problems? I can't seem to lose kids this year, nearly all my kids want to stay. I loved teaching this year. I hope I can do even better next year and convince my students to work harder and smarter for me.

oh yeah, good/bad day for my food journal:
des: TWO chorizo tacos (so bad, usually I have a kashi bar and raisins)
lon: quiznos sub, chips and diet pepsi
com: scrap leftovers from my dad, some meaty tamales and barely a mouthful of cheesey shells

slowly but surely I'm coming back around, but today was not so good, think I need a heavy fiber shake tonight!