That's the last time you are telling me something I'm not.
Thanks to Facebook memories today I was able to reflect on my first band camp 6 years ago. Wow what a ride colorguard was. I guess why I start off by talking about my marching band experience is because it is really the only thing I kept up with throughout my high school career. I learned a lot, I got a lot of bruises, swollen bumps, and even a black eye! Crazy to think that people think it's easier to do marching band than football sometimes. Anyways, as much as I loved competing and being a part of something breathtakingly beautiful... I was bullied in colorguard. Not by the students, but by my first colorguard director. I don't really remember what I did to deserve the disrespect of said director. Maybe I was being rude, sassy, selfish? I was a pretty annoying teenager. Going into my second year with the marching band, there were leadership opportunities for those people who marched at least one season the previous year. My best friend at the time was going to try out for...