Toasty Koala

I'm reaching the end of marching band season. Although I will not be spinning my flag next year, I will miss color guard. I'm going to miss my senior friends. It's going to be rough saing goodbye to a handful of people I have become so close to and care about. Hopefully, most of them will come back next July. Marching band has really changed how I view things. I march on the field and think how stupid it is or I just want to go home. But when I watch my band on the field, putting in our blood, sweat and tears... I smile. Because all of us coming together as one is amazing whwhen it's all over. :/

First  competition today. I have woken up and realized... I'm totally unprepared and I'm scared oout of my mind someone hold me

FALL OUT BOY WAS AMAZING♥♥♥

TOMORROW IS FALL OUT BOY ♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

"Cas, stop smelling the dead guy."

Just set my heart on fire... like gasoline ♥♥

I love you, CCHS Marching Band. 
          So proud to be a camel. 
          http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VIA6O9WRKrU&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Don't you just love it when you learn how to a correct pop toss (catching silk down) and as soon as you've perfected it (because you worked your a** off to get it right), you guard instructor changes it all and says catch silk up... doesn't that just make you the happiest person in the world!?

Cries bc im unloved by everyone

How does it feel to stand on the very stones that ran with your parents' blood? Do you feel sad? Full of rage? Or does that outfit help bury your feelings? Hiding your true self. You're a truly extraordinary specimen. I look forward to breaking you...