Band Camp- I: Overall

New people, classy people, talented people, lovely people, mean people, flirty people, touchy people, sweaty people. Sassy hands, silly taunts, hard comforters, stale potatoes, bland tofu, unintentional mishaps, theatre ghosts, exercise and practice pods, etudes and history.

Begin!

Meagan, Emily, Lissette. Cheery days and shades of grey accompany a tiny, attitudinal dog. Playgrounds, chained walls and silly children. Officially documenting the passing of the first week of summer. Band camp begins later today, and I'm off! Hopefully I'll get in the top 5 chairs. That's my goal. 2nd would be my dream, and 2nd to last is my reality. Probably. I need to relax, and let every muscle through me pulsate nothing but rhythm and eighth-notes. Packing is a rat, and practicing sucks. No buses either, but it is for a full 6 days! Excitedexcitedexcited.

I.D

Shifting

Everything is ending, and eyes are at an all-time high.
Camps, sweat and instruments are dancing with books, sketching and late-night movies. I'm ready.

Graduation

Sitting in 50-foot bleachers, parallel to a stage of wise, high-school sages, the thought that you are next cannot be escaped. I mustn't make a fussy over something that is less than two years away, but I can rapidly wish my dear seniors a happy and successful future. Thanks for sticking with us.