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I am SO happy to be home. Band Camp (aka Fat camp) was HELL. Nobody can even begin to understand. There were at least 2 hills to get from the entrance to the dorms (prison cells), and then another 2 hills to get to every practice field. Then...you guessed it! Another 2 hills to get to the cafeteria. We also had a hell of a schedule thanks to Mr. Martin...
5:00 AM: Wake up, get dressed, get to the practice field
6:00 AM: Tai-Chi (Martin-chi...*shudder*.)
6:30 AM to 7:30 AM: Fundamentals
7:50 AM to 8:30 AM: Breakfast
8:30 to 11:15 AM: Drill (learning our show)
11:30 AM to 2:00 PM: Lunch/Free time
2:00 PM to 5:00 PM: Sectionals/Music
5:00 PM to 6:00 PM: Dinner
6:00 PM to 9:00 PM: Drill
9:00 PM to 10:45 PM- Shower/Free time
It was 90 to 95 degrees everyday, too. I'm pigging out now because the food there was shit. We actually found mold in the cheeseburgers, and when someone went up to ask about it, the lady actually said "Don't worry, sweetie! They're all like that!". Oh, and the nurse! The nurse there was a 300 pound guy who, in our shock, found the cureall for everything. Gatorade. Stomach ache? Gatorade! Headache? Gatorade! Twisted ankle? Gatorade! Broken thumb? GATORADE!
Not to mention, we had a football team there who was having their camp too, and they were under the false impression that they were better than us and that they actually matter. Sad, actually. They taunted Justin, called him gay, so he painted his middle fingernail pink and flipped them off (he's not gay...he's a little too straight.) Then, they started on Cory who actually had to run away a few times. But by the end of the week, they backed off. You see, with band, we get a lot of people picking on us. We are sooo used to it. We're allowed to pick on each other, But if one of us gets picked on by an outsider...It's on. We may not like this person, but the tormentor will GO DOWN.
I DID bring back some of these...Hehe...
This one time, at band camp, Whitney collapsed and went into Hypoglycemic shock the first day.
This one time, at band camp, Mr. Martin puked the whole week straight.
This one time, at band camp, Brittany D collapsed because she's allergic to bees, she got stung, and the nurse gave her gatorade instead of Benadryl.
This one time, at band camp, Tia slipped her knee cap and Brittany P had to piggy back her up the hill.
This one time, at band camp, Mr. Martin flung Ms. Martin off of the back of the golf cart and she drug 50 ft.
This one time, at band camp, Cory, Jeb and Kyle peed all over Casey's clothes and bedding and also left a white, sticky substance.
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