i never want to forget the feeling of perfoming with the band. for the first three years i never understood why i continued; i hated that it took up all my time, i hated the looks i got when i told people i was in band, and i hated the box i put myself in becuse of it. i was suprised to find myself at band camp junior year. then, over the summer, i finally understood, although i cant seem to make people outside of band understand. its the feeling of pride getting on and off the field when you know you are great. Its that first note that the band plays at a competition, the raw emotion, the fact that you and a hundred other people all put so much into something and now it is paying off to create a story, music, a show out of scratch, every single time you get on the field. its amazing when you play in front of people who understand music and how much work it requires. i loved sophomore years show. i wish i had copies of the music, but, like every year, i lost it. i wish we were going out on a better note. i dont like this years show at all, and im pissed about the way they taught freshman this year. i wanted another season like last years; i actually wanted to cry a little when we got straight 4's at NBDA. i didn't think that would happen before we graduated. dont read this and think im a geek.read this and think that i love music. | 
