Generally the most fun experience you will ever have. Seriously. Ever. Usually surrounded by
friends, instruments, and generally awesome people simply by the fact they are in
band, you can expect the funniest jokes, gestures, and
awkward silences. You will be talking about or acting out something very strange that you and your "bus
buddy" will be the only ones to understand. While doing so, everything will go silent and you will be regarded as the strangest person in
band. Until it happens to someone else. You can watch the croud as you be the most fabulous people on Earth ever. Watch them carefully for they are your peasants. You will take over the
world after you take home the biggest fuckin trophy you have ever seen in your mega god life. They
may not be worshipping you yet but you are harnessing their energy. Even if you don't know it. Subconsciously, your mind is screaming "MORE POWAH" and you are succeeding. You will then
ride home with a bunch of people covered in blankets, half asleep, complaining about being too
hot and how bad their marching shoes smell. Not to mention everyone's head will hurt from wearing tight buckets on their head with your hair stuffed inside. Enjoy your inside jokes afterwords and never speak to anyone about anything that happened that
night. Ever. Everyone will want to send you to a psychiatric ward.
Drum major: "guys remember those
band competitions? They were SO
FUN!
Rest of
band: "you speak of this to no one"
