Monday, January 26, 2009
This is What Happens When You Start Finding Old Friends on Facebook
That's me, the tallest one up front, holding my baton, thirteen years old and 5 feet 9 inches tall already. Notice how all the other majorettes have medals pinned to their uniform. Not me. I couldn't be bothered with winning anything; it would have taken time away from all my socializing. We did, however, have a really good majorette line and we practiced 5 hours a day in the summer before competition and won a state championship. I think that was the last time I felt competitive about anything.
Emily, this is the same school you're in right now! Never knew you had such a legacy, huh?