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Marching band memories,sophomore year


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This was by far my least spectacular year. Not only did I not make many memories, I just didn't enjoy marching band quite so much that year. But man, am I glad I stuck with it nonetheless.

  • My best friend finally joined

My childhood friend had planned to join marching band our freshman year, but for whatever reason (laziness, I think) he only showed up to the first practice. He actually stuck with it that year, and we had so much fun just messing around. We started a tradition at band camp where every year we would claim a bunk in a corner of the cabin. He'd get the top bunk, and I'd get the bottom. We did this junior and senior year, too.

  • My interest in playing bari sax (the best sax) grows

Me and my friend liked to mess around a bunch. One thing we liked to do was take our pep songs down an octave and blast low C's and Bb's. It was so stupid, but so much fun.

  • More shenanigans with my friend

We sat next to each other on every bus ride and just dicked around, basically. I remember one time we decided to listen to Falling in Reverse and My Chemical Romance really loud and head bang for a solid thirty minutes (I had long hair back then). I woke up the following morning with a splitting headache. It wasn't fun

  • Praise Cthulhu

I don't remember how his started, but it did. We invented a weird hand sign and would chant "Praise Cthulhu" on occasion. I think it started at the state football game (on a Christian college campus, to make things funnier) the previous year.

  • Our football team winning state champs in triple overtime

I'm not a huge football fan, but that was an exciting game. I remember watching the football sail through the goal posts, and there was about a second of stunned silence before the stadium suddenly erupted in noise.

  • A bari sax apparently appears out of thin air near the end of the school year

So there was an old bari sax sitting in the back of the instrument storage room that my friend and a couple other people just found one day. Nobody had known it was there (not even our band director). Nobody knew where it had come from. All I knew was I was finally going to get to play bari sax, but I guess that might technically be a memory for junior year.

  • I get dumped (or more specifically, cheated on)

Fun memory. It wasn't a great time, let's just leave it at that.

 

So yeah, not a very exciting year. Junior year was much more exciting, and senior year was so full of memories I don't think I'll be able to fit it all in one blog post. Band camp alone from that year could probably fill one or two posts.

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