To many chiets, not enough indians

This labor day weekend I had so much fun. I went camping for the first time ever, and it was great. So I thought when i'd come back to school that I would be relaxed and ready to come have a great shorter week. That is not what happened when I came back tuesday. Well, actually i had a pretty okay day, but after school band was just crazy. My section is just crazy, we fight constantly, and I can't stand it. No one can ever agree so its constant bickering on who is right and who is wrong when it comes to the formations. The section leaders, who shall remain nameless. constantly undermine eachother. So me,as the subordinate I don't know which one to listen to, and that is frustrating when Matthews is breathing down your back all day long. Then 0ther people think that they are the section leaders so they have to put their two cents in, trying to tell people what to do. IT IS JUST TOO CRAZY FOR ME. Added on top of the inside section civil war, Matthews is always yellling, and i'm lilke, "sir that's not gonna fix anything." On top of that some people straight up stink at marching, but wont work hard to fix it. I felt like walking out yesterday at that practice and never looking back on that field, but then I realized that all of this stress is going to be worth it when that big 'ol trophy is on our bus.