Day 02 - A really good memory.

I can't think of a REALLY good memory. But I could say that Marching Band was definitely one of the best times of my life. I was in Marching Band 9th-11th grade and I absolutely loved it. Of course, being in block and going up and down the field forever was not fun, but once you learned the show and got to perform it for judges, everything was worth it. I loved the football games and being with my friends, going on band trips, and Spirit bags every Friday. I miss those days.

In fact, a really good memory I guess you could say is High School. Good 'ole Austin High. I miss it. All of the drama, homework assignments, boring teachers, and the good things... friends, yearbook, lunch, crushes. Maybe that's why I want to teach high school. Secretly- I want to go back.