Having one note at the beginning of the year... and having about twenty at the end
Being very happy when you realize you are going back soon
Talking, passing notes, whatever we want to
Millions of inside jokes
Barely being able to remember what the heck you did all year, but remembering slightly
Cringing when you find out that the preppy tuba player makes symphonic, too
Cleaning up after the older percussionists because they won't do it themsleves
Getting out tons of instruments only to not play at all
Feeling bad when your best friend gets concert
80 of your friends are in band- including your boyfriend
Laughing about the words Fellow Duck and what would happen if you switched the first two letters.
Trying to play your best friend's flute when you go to her house to spend the night
Being the best band in the state! Yeah!
Your flute friend Chrissy stalking a flute playing dude in Seventh (Well, now eighth) grade.
