While I may look a bit crummy in this picture, it does hold a lot of meaning. My school's marching band has quickly become one of the biggest time consumers, friend-finders and awkward situation inducers in my entire scholastic life. Yet I just can't get enough. Last night was our first home game that I marched. To put it mildly, it was exhilarating. I love marching on the newly-placed astro turf. I love wearing the goofy plume. I love hearing people cheer. I love the secret pockets in our uniform. I love band. This season is going to be legendary.
Photos by Lissette Cohen
While I may look a bit crummy in this picture, it does hold a lot of meaning. My school's marching band has quickly become one of the biggest time consumers, friend-finders and awkward situation inducers in my entire scholastic life. Yet I just can't get enough. Last night was our first home game that I marched. To put it mildly, it was exhilarating. I love marching on the newly-placed astro turf. I love wearing the goofy plume. I love hearing people cheer. I love the secret pockets in our uniform. I love band. This season is going to be legendary. 
Photos by Lissette Cohen
Aww, thank you! It was my confirmation, I don't know if you guys have that tradition? No, I kind of think you do, actually. It's a celebration of no longer being a child, but an adult. At least that's what it's supposed to be, I personally don't feel any older or different.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you find marching band interesting! I've always been jealous of people who know how to create or play music, haha.