Last First Football Game

Others in my grade level got weepy at my mentioning of our last first football game ever.  I thought that I overheard a girl say that my countdowns don't help.  I don't mean them to make others cry; however, I like countdowns to remind me to make the most of every moment.  It's so hard in the heat or when I'm so tired or when a director yells at the leaders to set a better example essentially.

As my mom said, a majority of my friends participate in band in some form: marching band, guard, concert band.  I'm glad that I've done marching band over the past couple years because it gives me that common bond with my friends.

Marching band has also taught my volumes about leadership and commitment that I wouldn't have learned anywhere else.

I've realized that I can't stop time or go back in time; therefore, I must savor every moment.  Here's a Haiku about savoring life.
Time's zooming forward
Make every moment count.
Don't wish it away.

I just feel that the band worsens every year.  We become less and less disciplined.  I just wish I had the energy to lead better and to set a better example.

We lost badly against the team that we beat soundly my first year in marching band.  Like everything else, everything glitters less as the years continue and I grow more wise about the world.