Come back to me my mistake…
Saturday, September 21st, 2002Everyone in their life makes at least one mistake they’ll regret. So far in my life I think mine was quitting band, I mean.. I hated B, well, sometimes, he’s a pretty cool guy alot of times. Practices sucked but, man, for two years I lived, breathed, ate and slept marching band. Now that I’ve quit I’ve joined other clubs and activities and it’s given me time to make new friends, it’s just not the same.
Anyone who’s ever been on the field during the big hit of a show, horns split 50 to the box playing your heart out, then marching double time or what have you from opening set to last set, you’re mind isn’t on anything else except for doing the best you can.
Wow, I didn’t know I still felt like that, I remember hating so many practices last year, and even competitions but, now that I listen to our show and hear the music that I helped make, I’m thinking back to all of the fun times I had both on the field and at practice, band trips, what have you. Of course everyone who I had the most fun with is now graduated but still…
Band Camp 2002 clearly sucked, I went through it and quit. Eh, anyone who was in OHS marching band in 2000 knew Mr. Williams call and response before a competition. All you have; all you can; all the time. I didn’t give it all I had, could it be I hated band so much, because I turned into what i hate? one of those slackers? Or am I reading wayyy too much into this.
Oh well
C`est la vie eh?