Band camp... was gay.
The food sucked (and they tried to feed a pig ham... I protested) so nobody really ate as much as they should've, then we'd be outside for 10 hours a day. The work wasnt that hard, but we just wanted to leave.
However some really fun memories happened as well.
*RAGED Popsicles (They're OutRAGEDous!)
*Miss Kelsey dancing to Baby Got Back
*going pantsless across a field (with a spotlight shining on me)
*the HA game (we got up to 60!)
*Andrew... enough said.
*Amy's constipated drum major conducting face
*Getting knocked on the floor in a mosh pit
*Amy choking me with water
*Kasie... *slurping noise*
*fixing Amy's shorts on the dressdown
*memories of Tennessee and opera singing band directors
*the campfire and me emcee-ing
*the giant twister board
Hey, there's always a chance we'll be dead by next year so we won't have to go back. It's sad when you're actually excited about that.