pig in a shoe

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This little goon was scheduled for slaughter two weeks ago today. Luckily, some dedicated souls brought him to our sanctuary and rather than spending the day on someone’s plate, he spent it playing ball, burrowing in hay, giving copious pig kisses, rolling in the grass, and chewing on my shoes. Pigs have feelings too my friends 🐷

things i wanna see in the TRC show

•people. of. color.
•pynch. lots and lots of pynch
•blusey
•a sarchengsey brotp (i can’t even lie i don’t like them as an OT3, but brotp? absolutely)
•Jimi. Orla. Calla. Persephone. Maura. OPAL
•accurate representation of what a raging feminist Blue is
•gansey as everyone’s mom
•accurate portrayal of my poor sweet bby Noah
•PEOPLE. OF. COLOR.
•accurate representation of Blue’s vintage/thrifty/insane sense of style (honestly if i catch her in anything name brand i’ll scream)
•gansey’s terrible boat shoes and polos
•THE PIG (and all of it’s breakdowns)
•the murder squash song because WHAT DOES IT SOUND LIKE?
•PE OPL E OF COL O R
•chainsaw
•Cheng’s amazing hair & ronan’s tattoo

things we will see in a trc tv show: 

- the first shot of 300 fox way, the reading room, blue’s room

- the pig !!

- aglionby uniforms !! our fave boys in aglionby uniforms !! 

- gansey’s ! boat ! shoes ! the stupid polos

- blue’s deliberate eccentricity

- ronan being all disheveled

- noah, sweet, sweet noah as a ghost, as a boy, just….noah being noah

- cabeswater ?? how are they gonna portray it idk but it’s gonna be so cool

- flashbacks they gonna be Dramatique as all hell

- Ronan Lynch Beating The Ever Loving Shit Out Of Robert Parrish Live On Television For The First Time

- adam’s accent 👀

- gansey calling adam “tiger”

things we want to see in a trc tv show:

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I think school dances should be more like they were in the 70's

I mean, just think about it

  • super fun disco music
  • boys in tight fitting clothes
  • bell bottom pants
  • platform shoes
  • A girl get pigs blood poured on her then proceeds to burn down the school murdering everyone inside
  • long flowy hair 
  • no bras

idk about you, but i think that sounds like a blast

anonymous asked:

ok so yam's parents being huge on animal rescue and they have a house full of animals. dogs, cats, rodents, birds, fish, reptiles, they've got em all. every day when the two of them get home from school they get mauled by three dogs, a macaw, five ferrets, two cats, a goose, a monitor lizard, and a pig before they can even take their shoes off - potion seller (bonus: yamaguchi carries around sugar gliders in his pockets always and the birds all flock to tsukki like he's a living playground)

big hooman = nice tree

probably bird logic 

~mod ao

Neighbors from Hell.

It was back in.. 95-97 ish times.

The pool, water and pump were about $6500 to replace.

The roof was about $7k. The neighbor used his brother in law to do the work while my father supervised.

The deck was just replacing the surface boards. My father liked the spacing to be tight. So the frame work didn’t suffer too much damage. About $1k for lumber.

My father used his old neighbor and my mother’s cousin to do the body work on the vehicles. I think it was about $3000 total for the vehicles.

The house painting was done by my neighbor’s company. My dad figured it took him $700 to $900 worth of paint and scaffold renting to do it himself. So the company would be a bit cheaper.

It was suggested by two people to post my story here. So, I’m sharing :)

The question asked was “Redditors who have had ‘neighbors from hell’, what happened?”

I took care of it. I was 14. My neighbors and I would always feud. I’d get in physical fights with all of their kids. They ranged from a juice pig failed out cop turned security at 21, a 16 year old drug abusing loser, a 14 year old know it all and a 12 year old who had a crush on my sister. They were all pigs. Always leaving trash to blow freely in their yard. Never taking their shoes in the house. Parking on our lawn. Shoveling their gravel filled snow in to our lawn. Etc.

I was smaller than the 12 year old by a few inches. So I was an easy target. I think the whole thing started over street hockey. I scored on the 14 year old brother and they said I cheated.

The 16 year old and 14 year old got a good idea in their head one day. Jump me while I was walking back home from uptown and make me eat grass while working on my kidneys. When I stood up, they threw me in to a rose bush. I ended up getting bit by a few wasps. I ended up at the hospital. Nothing too serious. Just a few scars. Had to have a thorn removed from my eye. Blah blah blah.

So I got in to their shed and removed the nut that holds the front tire to the bike. The 16 year old did a wheelie and nothing happened. The 14 year old jumped a ramp and the front wheel came off. He went to the hospital. I thought it was finished after that.

My parents had left with my sister to go to a hockey tournament. The neighbors thought I went with them. Their parents were also leaving for a week for vacation. The night their parents left for vacation, they threw food coloring, rocks, broken bottles, boxes of street chalk and bags of flour in to our pool. The oldest brother then drove them off somewhere for the week.

Instead of vandalizing my neighbor’s house in retaliation, I vandalized my own even more. I threw eggs, wet paper, and flour at my house and up on the roof. I threw hair spray soaked lunch meat on the truck, van and jeep. And I let the air out of all the tires. I made sure I did it all from angles that would be from their property for the majority of the attack. I used their shoes to muck through my mother’s garden to get to the driveway.

And then it rained. The flour turned to dough. The eggs rotted. The paper turned in to a glue. Then the sun baked it. It ended up creating a few thousand dollars worth of damage from what I did. The pool had to be drained and the pump and liner had to be replaced.

I waited until my parents got home. They called the police. The police took my statement. Then they waited for my neighbors to get home. We all had a sit down. There was no disputing the damage. I had pictures of them trashing the pool, throwing objects over the fence. My camera didn’t have a complete roll of film, so I couldn’t document the whole thing. What I did have though was enough to convince the police and the insurance company as well as the neighbors that their kids were completely guilty.

The neighbors agreed to pay for all the damage as long as we didn’t press charges. We got a new deck. New paint on the home (my father hand painted the cedar siding of a 2700 square foot home every 3 years until he decided to go maintenance free) and new shingles for the roof. The cars were repainted and the pool was repaired and refilled.

Two months later, the neighbors moved. I have no idea what happened to any of them.

oilux  asked:

Mabill prompt - soulmate identifying marks?

OF COURSE I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! LOVE YA!!!!

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They always said that when you touch your soulmate, their name appeared on your wrist, tattooed there forever to always remind you of your one true love.

Mabel dated countless boys when she was younger, and was more than dismayed to find that none of their names appeared on her wrist. By the time she was nineteen, she was sure there was nobody out there that was meant to be her soulmate. Could the universe really screw up this way, and forget about her completely? She didn’t even really date anymore, because to her it seemed basically hopeless now.

She didn’t even think about a name appearing on her wrist as a bold and loudly irritating blonde man stormed into the Mystery Shack on a cloudy May day.

“You!” He pointed at her, storming up to where she sat behind the gift shop’s front desk, “I’ve got a bone to pick with you!”

“Me?” Mabel looked left to right, “What did I do? Have we ever met before?”

“Save the song and dance! It’s me, Bill, remember all that Weirdmageddon stuff from–”

“Bill Cipher?!” Mabel nearly fell out of her chair, but he wasn’t giving her time to absorb that her once-fallen enemy was in front of her. He rolled his eyes and cut her off, promply shoving something into her arms. It took her a second to realize that he had just handed her Waddles, and she could only blink owlishly at him.

“This pig! He ruined my only pair of shoes and nearly got my bowtie! He should be happy I’m not making him into bacon right now!” Bill pointed at Waddles accusingly, and Mabel glared at him sharply.

“Hey, don’t point at Waddles! You deserved it! Who do you think you are, coming and complaining about your shoes, after what you did all those summers ago?!” she snapped, promply smacking his hand away.

The minute she did, they both felt an electric shock.

Bill blinked in surprise, a piece of hair (Why did he have hair? Why was he human??) falling in front of his eye. Mabel looked down at her hand, wondering if it was merely static in the air, before she saw it.

“Weird human version of Bill, show me your wrist,” Mabel whispered, eyes snapping up to his.

“What’s a wrist again?”

Mabel nearly dove across the desk, snatching his arm and bringing it over to where she could see it. She shoved up his sleeve, heart beating frantically fast and painfully slow at the same time, as she saw it.

Written on his wrist in her simple handwriting, was her name, ‘Mabel Pines.’ On hers, the writing style was matching, except it instead said ‘Bill Cipher.’

Oh no.

Bill leaned over, scowling as he caught sight of her name on his wrist. “Hey, why the heck did you write your–?”

“The Mystery Shack is closed!” Mabel basically yelled, grabbing Bill with more speed than she thought was possible and shoving him out of the gift shop.

“Fine! Just keep your pig away from me! And you owe me a pair of shoes!” Bill snapped through the door, and she listened as his footsteps got further and further away.

She slumped against the door and ran her hands through her hair. She had to figure out a way to fix this.

Another attempt at guinea pig fat camp.

Hi humans, what an evening we’ve had here. Honestly, it’s been hectic.

As many of you already know, my wife pig Doris, is fat well rounded and beautiful. She’s also kind of lazy laid back.

Recently lady human took Doris to the vet for a check up and the vet said that Doris was healthy and happy but Lady Human has been given strict instructions that Doris must NOT get any bigger.

Anyway when we have our floor time, Doris isn’t the biggest fan of running around. She usually finds a nice comfortable corner and takes a nap. Lady Human therefore devised a plan.

Exhibit A:

As you can see from the picture, to give a lazy pig a bikini body all you need is a shoe lace and some cucumber, and viola!

You lay out the bait, like this:

 

Lady human put Doris on the floor and it wasn’t long before the smell of cucumber started filling the air and Doris became aware of the yummy treat on the floor.

Now it should be about here that I tell you what Lady Human’s amazing plan was.

The plan was to pull the string and Doris would chase the cucumber around, THEREFORE moving her legs and THEREFORE having some exercise.

What happened instead was this.

Doris grabbed the cucumber and would not let go.

LOOK AT THE DETERMINATION ON THAT FACE.

She held onto is so tight and grounded her feet and wouldn’t move, proving that not only is she laid back, and well rounded, but stubborn too.

So there we have it. Another failed attempt at getting Doris to get exercise.

Candy Land- On the way to Peppermint Forest

Originally posted by supermerwholocked2893

Pairing: GabrielxReader
Word count: 1,797
Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it up, people), swearing

Part 2 of Candy Land


At the edge of the grove, there was a small shack. It was just the right size for the two of you. Outside you heard the monsters that he was talking about. There was no way you were risking a peek at them. The sounds they made were things from nightmares. Seeing as he didn’t really need to sleep, he stayed up all night. You used his lap as a pillow, him lazily stroking your hair.

You woke up a bit sore, from sleeping on the floor, but it could have been worse. You wondered how the boys were doing.  If the paths crossed, that meant you’d likely run into them. Sitting up, you stretched. “Morning.” He grinned.

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One Word

Tagged by: @noomsu thanks little lady~

Where is your phone? Bed

Your hair? Long

Your dad? Dead

Your other half? Satan

Your favorite food? Tamales

Your dream last night? Pig-nappers

Your favorite drink? Tea

Fear? Myself

Favorite shoes? Basketball

Favorite way to relax? Anime

Your mood? Tolerant

I love? Ieyasu

Where were you last night? Bed

Something that you aren’t? Hero

Muffins? Blueberry plz

Wish list item? Sour-patch kids

Where you grew up? Tchula

Last thing you did? Paper

What are you wearing? Clothes

Something you hate? Rudeness

Your pet? Borff

Life? Getting better

Regrets? None

Missing Someone? Rosalind, Iris

 Tagging: @suzunesays, @yasu-masa, @doodlebug5386

A Night With You

It was almost midnight and you were watching one of your favorite movies on your bed. The tv across from you was big enough for you to see clearly from across the room. The air conditioning broke two days ago, so you wore a baggy crop top and shorts. Your (Y/H/C) hair was loose, and silky smooth.

*Ring* Your phone buzzed. You jumped at the sound of it since you were already so hooked to the tv. It was Jared, you’re best friend. You two have known each other for 5 years. You two met at a bar, drunk. Both winding up at his house, you staying the night. In the morning none of you could remember a thing, the only thing that you two knew was that you made a great friendship that night. Since then you two were best friends.

You picked up your phone, feeling the vibration in your hand. “Hello?” You said with a soft voice.

“Hey! What’s up?!” Jared said from the other side. His voice was filled with excitement, it made you jump slightly since you were used to the quiet beauty of the night.

“Jared it’s 30 ‘till midnight, why the hell are you calling me at this time?” You sounded like you were about fall asleep, heck you were!

“Because friends do that, right? Anyway, what you up to?” Jared asked, his excitement going down a bit.

“I’m laying on my bed, watching a movie.” You shifted the way you sat on the bed, feeling a uncomfortable fold on the sheets.

“What if I were there?” Jared asked, his voice completely changing to a slightly deep and hungry one.

“Excuse me?” You said blankly, the expression on your face suddenly falling. At this point you were completely confused, a bit uncomfortable too.

“What if I were there?” He repeated, his tone reached to its normal state.

“I’d watch my movie?” You questioned.

“What if the movie wasn’t on?”

“I’d turn it on.” You were still completely confused.

“I’m trying to seduce you, dammit!” Jared said, his voice turned into a slightly raged one. He took a deep breath, your eyes widened to his response.

“I’m so disappointed.” You said blankly. You teased him, you were surprised. You’re best friend tried to seduce you. Slick.

Jared kept silent, he didn’t hang up. His breath just thick through the phone.

“Why don’t you just come over?” You sighed, regretting your reply instantly.

“I’m coming over then!” Jared exclaimed. You could hear his footsteps, and then a door slamming shut. Sounds of wind and the outside world ringed through your phone. “So I’ll see you soon!” Jared said with a smile that you couldn’t see.

15 minutes later Jared arrived, he opened the door to your house with the spare keys you gave him a few months ago. He knocked on your bedroom door.

“Come in.” You said, eyes glued back to the tv.

“Hey. Am I disturbing anything?” Jared asked, slowly coming into the room.

“No. You called me 15 minutes ago. It’s not like you could have walked into me, fucking someone.” You said as you patted the spot next to you on the bed, gesturing for him to sit.

“Just being careful!” He smiled as he sat next to you on the bed.

“I don’t bite, Jared!” You laughed as he sat next to you. You leaned on his chest, eyes once again glued to the tv.

“Liar.” He smiled, looking down at you.

“Take your shoes off you pig.” You said teasingly. Jared did as he was told and he let you sink into his chest again. Jared kept his eyes on you as you kept your eyes on the tv. A few minutes later, a steamy sex scene plastered on the screen.

“Well, I’m hard.” Jared said blankly. His lips pressed together and he licked them.

“Hm? Oh, you are hard.” You said looking down at his pants to see a boner. You were uncomfortable but at the same time, a bit turned on.

“I should go.” He said starting to get up.

“No you’re not.” You said grabbing his arm, forcing Jared to stay. “I can live with you having a boner in front of me.” You smiled, laughing a bit.

“Well I’d like to pleasure myself.” He said, pushing you a bit.

“TMI Jared.” You laughed.

“Well I wouldn’t have said it if you’d let me leave.” He laughed along.

“Ok, go, but don’t call me until 8:00!” You said hiding your chuckles.

“Bye.” He said as he kissed your cheek. Your eyes widened due to the kiss. You’re heartbeat quickened, not because you were nervous, but because you had an idea that he had a crush on you. Bullshit. You said to yourself. You turned off the tv and went to sleep. His sweet meaningless kiss, haunting you for the rest of the night.

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hope you guys enjoyed this! new imagines will come out in the future. please check out my joker imagines if you haven’t already! much love to those who do!

thanks to @here-we-go-xxx for inspo! credit goes to her!

Looking for a penpal~

 /Tumblr friend /Facebook friend /???

Name: Faula.
Age: 23.
Location: Kenora, Ontario, Canada.
Path: Witch =)
Contact: Message me here on Tumblr. I like sending letters and gifts, but we can also chat online =)

Likes: Reading, writing/blogging, being on the lake, playing with my pets, fashion and make-up, origami, Japan, anime/manga, magick, shopping, baking, piercings, putting together gifts, Tarot cards, surprises, chocolate, stockpiling books, faeries, nature, crystals, fashion blogs, lists of things to do.
Dislikes: Headaches, working over-time, peanut butter, and liars.
Hobbies: Reading Tarot cards, taking care of my guinea pigs, hiking in the woods, buying shoes, putting together packages for penpals and working on my blogs.

Favourite Movies: I like horror, anime, and anything fantasical =) Some of my favs include The Golden Compass, Practical Magic, Battle Royale, Vampire Knight, Howl’s Moving Castle, Sucker Punch and The Last Unicorn.
Favourite Music: J-Rock (Gackt, Hyde/L’arc/VAMPS, The GazettE, Dir en Grey), K-Pop (Big Bang, 2NE1, 4minute, Super Junior), annd Florence & the Machine, Alan Doyle/Great Big Sea and Loreena McKennitt.
Favourite Books: I’ll read pretty much anything, although anything supernatural/fantasical is high on my list =) A few of my fav authors are Maggie Stiefvater, Karsten Knight, Julie Kagawa, Maggie Shayne, Garth Nix and C.S Lewis.

About: I’ve been a witch since I was 12. I am still studying and learning, of course, and I love sharing my thoughts & experiences! I read anything witchy that I can get my hands on. I work mostly with Tarot cards and crystals. Right now I’m hoping to explore more divination methods. Outside of the Craft, I enjoy watching movies, shopping, playing with my pets, and blogging. I’m slowly learning Japanese and saving up for a trip to Japan =)

Please message me if you’d like to be friends!

(I edited this post from my defunct witchy penpal blog Quills and Parchment. Maybe I should start it up again…)

Basic Tips for Surviving Band Camp

Enjoy these little tips that might just help you through the wonderful hell we all know and love, band camp. :)

  1. Wear sunscreen.
  2. Stay hydrated. Gatorade, Powerade, water, other sports drinks.
  3. If you plan on drinking Gatorade or Powerade, you might want to add some salt.
  4. Start conditioning a couple weeks before band camp by not drinking sodas or other sugary drinks.
  5. Eat a good, filling breakfast. And get a good night’s sleep.
  6. Do not eat sugary cereals or pancakes and waffles. No syrup or butter!
  7. Try to not consume too much dairy. It’ll give you a tummy ache out in the sun and exercising.
  8. Eat toast, especially with peanut butter for protein to help you through the day.
  9. Drink juice or drinks with electrolytes for breakfast.
  10. You might want to stay away from eggs, they can make you sick.
  11. Eat fruit and healthy cereals.
  12. Wear sunglasses, but make sure they don’t keep sliding down your nose. That can get really annoying when marching.
  13. Accept constructive criticism. Especially from those who are older than you, they have more experience.
  14. If you think someone is just picking on you instead, you might want to tell your section leader or an adult.
  15. Listen to your section leader. Build a relationship with them. They are the person taking care of you and your section after all.
  16. Know your left from your right. Always.
  17. Again, stay hydrated and wear sunscreen!
  18. Pack good foods in your cooler for snacks during breaks. Fruits, peanut butter crackers, and even salty foods are great.
  19. Bring hand sanitizer.
  20. Dress for warm weather. Shorts, t-shirt, tank tops, etc.
  21. Light colors!
  22. Hats are also great to keep the sun off your face (but can make your head sweaty).
  23. SHOWER.
  24. Bring a portable fan for breaks. It’s good to cool off for a second.
  25. Chilly pads are gifts from God. USE THEM.
  26. Try sitting under bleachers or tents for shade during breaks.
  27. Don’t wear too many bracelets, it can get sweaty on your wrists, though a watch is good for keeping time.
  28. If you have a question or need help, ask your section leader or an adult! It’s better to ask than to not.
  29. Make friends with upperclassmen and underclassmen, as well as people your age. No matter how scary the seniors seem or how annoying the freshman are, your band is a family. Age shouldn’t be a barrier.
  30. Friends can help you through the season, whether it’s with marching and practicing or just being there for you.
  31. Keep your instrument clean and safe. You may even want to use a different one for just practices and another for performances if you feel like it.
  32. Plastic trombones are great.
  33. No matter how stupid you look, sombreros and straw hats can provide a lot of shade.
  34. Leave your phone at wherever you have your stuff set up. There’s no reason to have a phone on the field/lot. Besides, everyone you’re going to text is on the field/lot with you! :)
  35. Keep a parent or guardian on speed dial for emergency reasons.
  36. Remember those health forms you had to turn in? Yeah, it’s a good idea to fill those out as much as possible in case there is an emergency.
  37. If you feel sick or feel like you’re going to pass out, TELL SOMEONE. Friend, section leader, adult, band mom, or even just the person next to you. It’s better to be safe than sorry.
  38. If you plan on staying on campus for lunch, pack a good one. Sandwiches, peanut butter crackers, grapes, fruits, even a salty snack. Good choices. No sodas!
  39. If you plan on going off campus for lunch, don’t pig out and hopefully you’ll eat healthy.
  40. Wear good shoes. No flip-flops! Chacos might not be the best choice either.
  41. Don’t worry about make-up, ladies!
  42. Always bring extra reeds.
  43. And Ibuprofen, Advil, Tylenol, etc.
  44. If you’re getting fitted for uniforms, don’t be too timid to tell them if something doesn’t feel right. Just because it might look good doesn’t mean it feels good. You don’t want to be marking time on your pants all season, and you surely want to be able to move your arms. Usually the uniform people will check that, but if it doesn’t feel right, TELL THEM.
  45. Make sure you have a ride home. If your parents are at work or can’t pick you up, make arrangements with a friend, but ask for your parent’s permission and your friend’s parent’s permission first.
  46. If you are driving to and fro band camp, stay safe! They don’t want to lose a valuable marcher (or marchers) mid-season.
  47. Breaks and lunch is a good time to cram in any summer reading assignments you didn’t do! Just don’t let it distract you too much.
  48. If you have to miss a day, tell your director ahead of time.
  49. If you get sick and have to miss, tell your director before the day is over.
  50. If you do get sick and don’t feel like making up those hours, come to band camp anyway and ask to sit in the air conditioning all day (concession stand, band room, wherever all the volunteers are set up). You’ll technically be counted there and not have to make up. ;)
  51. Plan vacations and other trips accordingly. Missing band camp is a big deal and causes problems for the entire band. It’s hard to learn a show when there’s someone missing.
  52. Try to attend every sectional if possible. You don’t want to miss any important information.
  53. If you do miss a sectional, ask your section leader what they went over, whether it be announcements or a part in the music that you need to practice.
  54. When the director is making announcements, be quiet and listen! (If someone gives you laps, just run them and get it over with.)
  55. Be prepared for anything. If you feel the need to pack an extra shirt or pair of socks, go ahead. If you have contacts, you might want to bring some solution or a case. If you have glasses, bring an extra pair. Et cetera, et cetera.
  56. Make sure your phone is charged in case there is a conflict with something or an emergency.
  57. Don’t bring anything that is too valuable. You never know what might happen. It could get stolen or you could lose it.
  58. If you do lose something, ask around to see if anyone’s seen it. Check in the band lost-and-found if your band has one.
  59. Bring a reasonable amount of money in case you need to buy something from a snack machine, turn in fees, etc. But not too much!
  60. Know the show like the back of your hand. Not just your dots, but everything else that’s going on too. Ask your section leader if you can look through the drill charts and get a feel for the entire band and field.
  61. Practice, practice, practice! Know the music from memory so you can play it loud and proud! (Or soft, just depends on the dynamic marking.)
  62. If you see someone off step, don’t be afraid to call left and right. It’s better to correct them than have them keep screwing up.
  63. Adding to the above, if one person messes up, everyone around them does. So do your best! Do you know how hard it is to make a good looking curve when one person isn’t right?
  64. Accept nothing but the best.
  65. When spraying sunscreen, make sure your instrument is not within your spraying radius. Trust me, sunscreen-flavored reeds aren’t fun to play on.
  66. Camelbak bladder backpacks are great for being out on the field/lot.
  67. Always put on deodorant. Please.
  68. Beach towels are nice to have if you’re practicing on the blacktop/lot. The pavement can absorb heat, and it burns your booty buns when sitting down.
  69. If you are practicing on the blacktop/lot, your shoes might melt…
  70. Always have house keys or have some hidden around the outside of your house in case no one’s home. You don’t want to be locked out after a long, tiring day of band camp.
  71. Reuse old bottles by filling them up with water or Gatorade (from the big Gatorade bottles). This’ll help save the environment. ;)
  72. Upperclassmen are really good people to get acquainted with. They can give you pointers and tips about your own band and the way of doing things or getting you familiar with everything/one.
  73. Chin up, kid. Persevere.
  74. Be nice to everyone. (I know it’s hard sometimes, but at least try.)
  75. Build a good relationship with your band director(s). They’ll always be there for you.
  76. Don’t chew gum while playing! My director doesn’t even allow it, instruments or not!
  77. No matter how much you want to curl back up and go to sleep, you have to push through the day whether you like it or not. Again, persevere.
  78. Watch the drum major.
  79. If you can’t find the beat or keep getting off step, listen to the drumline. You can usually detect the basic pulse.
  80. Watch out for guard flags. They hurt when they hit you, but just accept it as an awesome, legendary battle wound.
  81. Don’t fall for the “Your plume’s on backwards” trick. Though it is fun to pull on people! Unless your plume can actually be backwards…
  82. Ask your director if you can listen to a recording of the show music.
  83. If you can get a download of a recording, put it on your iPod or phone so you can listen to it wherever. Know the show like the back of your hand.
  84. Step out of your comfort zone. Don’t be afraid.
  85. Never take anything for granted. From a gush-n-go/splash-n-dash, to a cloud offering some shade, to your last home game, to Senior Night, to the entire experience when you look back while walking across that graduation stage. The band is your family and you should always cherish them.
  86. Have good posture. It looks sloppy if you don’t.
  87. If your band has a Rookie Veteran program, be a part of it. Usually, rookies are forced to be in it, but if you’re eligible to be a veteran, definitely do it! These rookies are the future of your band program; the legacy you leave behind is what these guys are building from. It’s also great to get to know everyone, younger or older.
  88. Never miss deadlines. If you have to turn in fees or forms by a certain date, turn it in on time.
  89. Speaking of being on time, in the band world, early is on time, on time is late, and late is death. Always show up 10-15 minutes prior to call time, so make time for getting uniforms, instruments, etc.
  90. Get involved. If your band is having a party or event, ask your friends to go to it with you.
  91. That’s another part of never taking anything for granted. It’s going to be gone before you know it.
  92. Keep your grades up.
  93. You’re representing the band program in everything you do.
  94. Set a good example for the underclassmen.
  95. Don’t start drama during band camp (or at all really). It just carries on annoyingly through the beginning of the school year and the rest of the season.
  96. When signing up for band buses, sign up with your friends. I know I’ve been stressing that you should make new friends, but if you try and don’t succeed, you’re left in this awkward situation for the entire season. But you should at least attempt!
  97. Do stand dances and cheers. No matter how stupid you think you look, everyone else is looking stupid too. It’s FUN.
  98. Make every note count.
  99. Always step off on your left foot. This isn’t The Cadets. (And if it is, good luck!)
  100. Eyes with pride.

Do you have any suggestions? Think of anything I may have missed? Feel free to send them to me! :)

Thanks for reading! <3

Stampedes in Your Stomach

Requested by @clarke-grifffn. #2 (childhood best friends au) + jily

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As his lips press harder against hers, eighteen-year-old Lily Evans can’t help but think about how displeased six-year-old Lily Evans would be with this development. 

They had not been best friends from the get go. At six years old, Lily was sure that James Potter was the worst thing to have ever happened to her. Ever since he had moved in next door he had been pulling pranks on her, tugging at her pig tails and putting mud in her shoes when she wasn’t looking. But two could play at that game. 

Soon there was a full on war happening on their joint lawn. Looking back on it now, neither of them can remember exactly who won. (James always thinks he did, but not because of the pranks, because he got the smiling girl with fire in her eyes and on her head and a voice that sounded like magic). (Lily believes she won because she got this boy who could make her laugh, the boy with storms in his hair and stardust on his cheeks). 

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