I thought I was done with band...

If you have followed any of my previous posts, you will know that I have written a lot of things about the new band teacher. He is unorganized, can't control the class, and just isn't that great of a teacher. I had been thinking a lot about switching out of his class. It was a tough decision because this was supposed to be the year I finally got to play sax. Well, I did for the first half of the year. I didn't want to quit playing, but I thought about it a while, and came up with a list of good reasons to drop out:

1. I learned nothing -- and no, that is not an exaggeration -- new on the sax in his class.

2. The reason I am still taking that class is to learn something new about playing the sax.

3. All my friends in band are quitting.

4. I could put better use to that period than just sitting and having to listen to a teacher I have no respect for.

5. (This is the reason that was the final straw) If I am not learning anything, I don't like the teacher, and all my friends aren't going to be there, what reason is there to stay in the class?

So after a lot of thought, I quit! I finally made the decision, ran it by my parents, and they approved. It was great! So I thought I was done with band for good! Oh, but that just couldn't be so...

Tonight, my family got home from a weekend trip to Vegas. I had done most of my homework in the car, but decided to check my grades when I got home. Expecting to get all A's, I was shocked to see that I had a C in one class. I quickly realized that it was band and thought to myself, "What has he done this time?" I figured it would have been something I turned in, and, not to my amazement, it was something I had turned in months ago. He just decided to wait until the end of the term to put it into the computer. The teacher requires us to attend a concert outside of class and write up one page about it. He told us we could turn it in at anytime during the term and it would count. I decided to just go to one at the beginning of the term to get it over with. I turned the page in at the beginning of the term, and he said that it was great. It never showed up in my grade, so I figured he was just gonna put it in at the end of the term. I thought nothing of it, until tonight. My best guess is that because he waited so long, he lost it, and thus, was never able to get it into the computer. So now I have to go talk to him and see if he can change it. I have no idea how he's going to be able to since semester grades had to be in today. Good going new guy, I've never had lower than an A in my life. There goes my 4.0 record, thanks to you.