:~:Disclaimer:~:
Well, all this is true. It's an entire online diary about band, which I
will constantly be adding to, except I'm putting it in story form. And
except for the names, which I have changed for my buddies' privacy. And can
I really own the characters? They're humans!!! They're actual people!!!
:~:sigh:~: I will be adding more to this as my band life goes on. Enjoy!
::~:For Mai buddies:~:: If there's anything you guys don't want me to put on the story, just tell me, kay? My budds rox!!! ^_^
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Diaries a of a Band Geek
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Part 1: Marching Band
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August 7th, 2003
Aw man. the summer is over. this sux. Well, one good thing: Band Camp begins, and as a freshman, this should be really cool. We've had a few sectionals, and I've gotten to know a buncha people. Of course, I've known Erika Mingo for a while. She's one of my best friends, so I wasn't entirely alone. Not to mention I know Kristina Meyan, the girl that was competing with me for chairs all last year. Erika despises Kristina. I dunno why. Kristina's a nice girl most of the time. I don't find anything wrong with her.
I went to the freshmen meeting for marching band. The first thing I saw was a girl with green hair. of course, the first thing I thought was, -odd. green hair???- :~:puzzled look:~:
I DID meet her of course. After all their speeches, I figured out she's Allan Giammarino's older (and slightly crazy, but in a good way) sister. She's actually really nice. I hung around Nelson Fett (who thinks I'm slightly annoying. But he's nice enough to me. He plays drums. Funniest thing is that he's only 50 minutes older than me. we spent all summer trying to figure out that one. lol. ), Allan Giammarino (Lorrie's brother who stayed in the band room during lunch to practice with me and Carter, another fellow band sistah of mine, but she's a year younger than me so I don't get to see her for an entire year. WAH! Anyways, Allan plays Euphonium), Andrew Tessmer (French Horn player. He thinks I'm slightly annoying, much like Nelson, but he isn't too bad either. We're buddies.), and Clayton, who was Frost Middle School's legendary oboe player. Maybe not at Woodson though. Erika keeps telling me that "he stinks. He's gonna get creamed when he goes to Woodson."
I dunno wai Erika keeps doing that. She's like a bull. She charges and doesn't stop until she encounters something that she can't break through or go around. I personally think Clayton's a really good oboe player. I mean, he DID get 1st chair at district. But then again, that was for middle school. But you hafta admit, he is good. I think he's brilliant in certain aspect. or not. ick. I dunno. I get too swayed by other people's opinions. I honestly wish I wasn't. of course, I DID have a crush on Clay for a while. lol. ^_^ But he's going out with Erika so I hafta wait. :~:sigh:~: Oh well. The man hunt begins. Any cute marching band guys, raise your hand!
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August 11th, 2003
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! First day of band camp! And life is all good!
I hafta admit, band camp is gonna be pretty harsh. Right now, it's all the freshmen and the newcomers who don't know how to march. Luckily, Mr. Miller, the middle school band teacher, is the assistant marching band director for Woodson. And since Frost is the middle school that feeds into woodson, we all know him. Not to mention a buncha people think he's awsome. ^_^ :~:GIANT GRIN:~:
We started to learn how to march today. Interesting experience. The drum major is MAJORLY HOT :~:gets stars in eyes:~: :~:sigh. Robin Paxton.~: Then again, he IS a senior. what kinda shot do I have with him? Besides, there are more fish in the sea. Then again, Robin IS the cutest fish in the sea I've ever seen. :-D
Mrs. Peterson, our band director, is pretty nice. She's a bit rough tho. My mom doesn't like her one bit. "Too sneaky. Her eyes are too sneaky." "Mom, that's just a stupid stereotype." "I don't like her look." ":~:sigh:~:"
Started fun. There's this one girl who kinda looks like a guy. She's really loud and really funny. Apparently she's Katherine's sister, Karly. Katherine's this girl in know from school. We aren't really friends, and I think she thinks I'm a bit of a freak, but who cares? They're both really loud, but fun. Interesting.
During warm-ups, Robin does this funny thing where you bend your foot back and stretch your calf muscles. The stretch is completely normal: it's what goes on during the stretch that's unusual. He says, "And now's the time when we raise one arm and do the Superman pose." or something along the lines of that. Then he starts singing. Sounds like a cross between Beethoven's Fifth and the Batman theme song and Indiana Jones rolled into one. odd. but fun. _________________________
August 16th, 2003
The Band fundraisers have begun! Today I was at the car wash. lol. Twas fun. ^_^
I signed in and waited for cars to get there. I helped wash a little bit, and since Karly was in a one-piece bathing suit, I confirmed she was a girl. lol. not to be mean or anything.
I got there and grabbed a sponge and started to wash cars. Apparently, my colorguard friend Amy Hollin started the party early and decided to soap and soak someone. lol. Lorrie and I decided to be the first to go and advertise on the main road. lol. Lorrie and I are two of the loudest people in band. Of course, Lorrie plays trombone. It's kinda the stereotype. God, I hate stereotypes. Lorrie's cool! And I play flute, but that doesn't mean I'm quiet! HELL NO. lol.
Anyways, Lorrie and I took some of the giant signs that read: CAR WASH and went out onto Little River Turnpike- one of the most important roads in all of northern virgina. We stood out there on the median yelling at the top of our lungs, "WOODSON CAR WASH! HELP SUPPORT THE WOODSON CAVALIERS!!!!" and things like that. Lorrie tells me that we got a motorcycle and a fire truck last year. Not that good this time tho. :~:sniff:~: lol.
Lorrie and I came back after our shift to sponge down some cars. I hung around with my friend Terry Nishant (freshman tuba: another one of my good buddies) and I got soap sponge down his back. Of course, he got me back with the foam. lol
Lorrie and I decided to go back to the median before lunch to do some more yelling since our voices had come back by then. So we headed out onto the median and my added phrase was "WE GIVE YOU GOOD SHOWS DOING FOOTBALL GAMES, PEOPLE! HELP US GIVE YOU MORE! WT WOOSON CAR WASH!!!! WHO CARES ABOUT THE FOOTBALL TEAM! JUST KIDDING, FOLKS, WE ALL LOVE OUR FOOTBALL." Yeah, right. lol. We sat there screaming our lungs out and we completely forgot about lunch. ACK!! I asked Lorrie what time it was. "Holy shit! It's noon! Lunch'll be gone!"
Yep, boy were we right. There was no pizza left!!!! :~:sob:~: Andrew told us, "Yeah, I was supposed to go get you guys, but I kinda forget." Die, Andrew, Die.
::~:For Mai buddies:~:: If there's anything you guys don't want me to put on the story, just tell me, kay? My budds rox!!! ^_^
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Diaries a of a Band Geek
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Part 1: Marching Band
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August 7th, 2003
Aw man. the summer is over. this sux. Well, one good thing: Band Camp begins, and as a freshman, this should be really cool. We've had a few sectionals, and I've gotten to know a buncha people. Of course, I've known Erika Mingo for a while. She's one of my best friends, so I wasn't entirely alone. Not to mention I know Kristina Meyan, the girl that was competing with me for chairs all last year. Erika despises Kristina. I dunno why. Kristina's a nice girl most of the time. I don't find anything wrong with her.
I went to the freshmen meeting for marching band. The first thing I saw was a girl with green hair. of course, the first thing I thought was, -odd. green hair???- :~:puzzled look:~:
I DID meet her of course. After all their speeches, I figured out she's Allan Giammarino's older (and slightly crazy, but in a good way) sister. She's actually really nice. I hung around Nelson Fett (who thinks I'm slightly annoying. But he's nice enough to me. He plays drums. Funniest thing is that he's only 50 minutes older than me. we spent all summer trying to figure out that one. lol. ), Allan Giammarino (Lorrie's brother who stayed in the band room during lunch to practice with me and Carter, another fellow band sistah of mine, but she's a year younger than me so I don't get to see her for an entire year. WAH! Anyways, Allan plays Euphonium), Andrew Tessmer (French Horn player. He thinks I'm slightly annoying, much like Nelson, but he isn't too bad either. We're buddies.), and Clayton, who was Frost Middle School's legendary oboe player. Maybe not at Woodson though. Erika keeps telling me that "he stinks. He's gonna get creamed when he goes to Woodson."
I dunno wai Erika keeps doing that. She's like a bull. She charges and doesn't stop until she encounters something that she can't break through or go around. I personally think Clayton's a really good oboe player. I mean, he DID get 1st chair at district. But then again, that was for middle school. But you hafta admit, he is good. I think he's brilliant in certain aspect. or not. ick. I dunno. I get too swayed by other people's opinions. I honestly wish I wasn't. of course, I DID have a crush on Clay for a while. lol. ^_^ But he's going out with Erika so I hafta wait. :~:sigh:~: Oh well. The man hunt begins. Any cute marching band guys, raise your hand!
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August 11th, 2003
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! First day of band camp! And life is all good!
I hafta admit, band camp is gonna be pretty harsh. Right now, it's all the freshmen and the newcomers who don't know how to march. Luckily, Mr. Miller, the middle school band teacher, is the assistant marching band director for Woodson. And since Frost is the middle school that feeds into woodson, we all know him. Not to mention a buncha people think he's awsome. ^_^ :~:GIANT GRIN:~:
We started to learn how to march today. Interesting experience. The drum major is MAJORLY HOT :~:gets stars in eyes:~: :~:sigh. Robin Paxton.~: Then again, he IS a senior. what kinda shot do I have with him? Besides, there are more fish in the sea. Then again, Robin IS the cutest fish in the sea I've ever seen. :-D
Mrs. Peterson, our band director, is pretty nice. She's a bit rough tho. My mom doesn't like her one bit. "Too sneaky. Her eyes are too sneaky." "Mom, that's just a stupid stereotype." "I don't like her look." ":~:sigh:~:"
Started fun. There's this one girl who kinda looks like a guy. She's really loud and really funny. Apparently she's Katherine's sister, Karly. Katherine's this girl in know from school. We aren't really friends, and I think she thinks I'm a bit of a freak, but who cares? They're both really loud, but fun. Interesting.
During warm-ups, Robin does this funny thing where you bend your foot back and stretch your calf muscles. The stretch is completely normal: it's what goes on during the stretch that's unusual. He says, "And now's the time when we raise one arm and do the Superman pose." or something along the lines of that. Then he starts singing. Sounds like a cross between Beethoven's Fifth and the Batman theme song and Indiana Jones rolled into one. odd. but fun. _________________________
August 16th, 2003
The Band fundraisers have begun! Today I was at the car wash. lol. Twas fun. ^_^
I signed in and waited for cars to get there. I helped wash a little bit, and since Karly was in a one-piece bathing suit, I confirmed she was a girl. lol. not to be mean or anything.
I got there and grabbed a sponge and started to wash cars. Apparently, my colorguard friend Amy Hollin started the party early and decided to soap and soak someone. lol. Lorrie and I decided to be the first to go and advertise on the main road. lol. Lorrie and I are two of the loudest people in band. Of course, Lorrie plays trombone. It's kinda the stereotype. God, I hate stereotypes. Lorrie's cool! And I play flute, but that doesn't mean I'm quiet! HELL NO. lol.
Anyways, Lorrie and I took some of the giant signs that read: CAR WASH and went out onto Little River Turnpike- one of the most important roads in all of northern virgina. We stood out there on the median yelling at the top of our lungs, "WOODSON CAR WASH! HELP SUPPORT THE WOODSON CAVALIERS!!!!" and things like that. Lorrie tells me that we got a motorcycle and a fire truck last year. Not that good this time tho. :~:sniff:~: lol.
Lorrie and I came back after our shift to sponge down some cars. I hung around with my friend Terry Nishant (freshman tuba: another one of my good buddies) and I got soap sponge down his back. Of course, he got me back with the foam. lol
Lorrie and I decided to go back to the median before lunch to do some more yelling since our voices had come back by then. So we headed out onto the median and my added phrase was "WE GIVE YOU GOOD SHOWS DOING FOOTBALL GAMES, PEOPLE! HELP US GIVE YOU MORE! WT WOOSON CAR WASH!!!! WHO CARES ABOUT THE FOOTBALL TEAM! JUST KIDDING, FOLKS, WE ALL LOVE OUR FOOTBALL." Yeah, right. lol. We sat there screaming our lungs out and we completely forgot about lunch. ACK!! I asked Lorrie what time it was. "Holy shit! It's noon! Lunch'll be gone!"
Yep, boy were we right. There was no pizza left!!!! :~:sob:~: Andrew told us, "Yeah, I was supposed to go get you guys, but I kinda forget." Die, Andrew, Die.