120 Ways You Know You're A Color Gaurd

120 ways you know you're a color gaurd

120 ways to tell your in guard • You spin anything you can get your hands on. • You spin pens. • You spin brooms/mops/etc. • You spin broken parts of chairs. • You go to attention when someone claps at you in the hallways. • Five hours of practice is a blessing. • There are all sorts of marks on the ceiling of your room from your equipment. • Your light fixture in your room is permanently broken. • You've replaced more light bulbs in your room than you can count. • Every song you hear, you write guard work to. • All your favorite songs have this one part that would be "perfect for a rifle feature." • Your hands are permanently black and blue. • You have had more injuries than you'd like to rememberer that you can remember. • You dance down the hallways at school. • You dance around your house. • All the work your instructor writes, you've done before...they start recycling your work from other shows. • You can't watch someone else spin next to you without spinning yourself. • You protect your weapons like they are your children. • You name your equipment. • You name your drill spots. • As soon as you step onto a football field, you put your head up and smile at the bleachers, whether or not anyone is there. • You can't name all the shows you've done. • You can't remember the work from the last show you did. • The phrase, "free time" has lost all meaning to you. • The band room is your second home. • You leave a pillow and blanket in the guard room, just in case. • You have a closet full of old guard uniforms, whether you wore them or not. • You have a drawer full of guard tee-shirts. • Flannel pants are you favorite piece of clothing. • All your guard gloves have holes in the palms. • You don't go one day without spinning. • Doing only 200 drop spins at practice is a blessing. • You've run more laps than the track team. • You've done more push-ups than the football team. • You practice more than the cheerleaders (and still get no credit for it) • You're proud to be called a band fag. • You've slept in the band room. • You've gotten undressed in the band room. • Your principal has seen you without pants on. • The entire band has seen you without pants on. • You'd be at practice, even if you have pneumonia. And you'd be smiling. • When people on TV march, you cringe if they're out of step. • You've been called a lesbian more than times than you can count. • You have 7 different kinds of ace bandages, and you have 8 sizes of each kind. • You know where everything is in the first aid kit. • You have your own set of keys to the band room. • You know that "one more time" never means one more time. • After practice, you hang out in the band room to chat with your fellow guard members. • You've spent more than 80 hours with the same people in one sitting. • You've seen 3 in the morning. • When you get home at 1 a.m., you are ecstatic. • The waiters at the local diner know you by name. • You've never been in the diner with less than 8 people. • Your personal motto is "Guard is Life." • After high school, you march in college, drum corps, winter guard...etc. • You know how to get any kind of stain out of your uniform. • Skin tight spandex doesn't faze you anymore. • You go out in public wearing practice clothes, and wonder why people look at you funny. • On your lunch break, when you go to get food, you don't bother to put on your shoes. And again, you wonder why people look at you funny. • You've performed at 8 pep rallies, although you've never been a part of one. • At the pep rallies, you and your friends are the only ones to cheer for the fencing team. • You sing songs you've performed to every day of your life. • Ballroom dancing amazes you. • Anyone who can throw a piece of wood with a strap 100 feet in the air and catch it becomes your idol. • When 98% of the guys you know are gay. • You've dated/had a crush on a drummer. • You've dated/had a crush on a trumpet player. • You have so many inside jokes with members of your guard, that you laugh at almost anything that anyone says, because you have a joke about it. (And yet again, you wonder why people look at you funny.) • You and your friends repeat the same phrases over and over. • When one member gets sick, you all get sick. • You all get your period at the same time. • You remember jokes from years before you actually joined guard. • You refuse to graduate. • You could make one of these lists with little to no effort. • You have a permanent sock tan. • Your hair is 8 different colors. • Your nails don't come past the ends of your fingers. • Your toenails have been painted for as long as you can remember. (Because you're barefoot so much.) • A half-hour lunch break is considered long. • You start finishing sentences for fellow guard members. • You're not a hooker, but your knees are so bruised, they look like you could be. • You and the band members get into fights over who's colder on retreat...and YOU win. • When you go out to diners in your uniform after a show, you wonder why the waiter looks at you funny. • When you go out to diners with 30 pounds of glitter in your hair, you wonder why there's glitter in your food. • You own at least 1 Broadway soundtrack, and could probably write a show to one or more songs on that soundtrack. • When you learn to yell back at the football team. • When you hear so much about people from drum corps, other color guards, etc., you feel like you know them, but have never actually held a conversation with them. • You date a member of another marching band. • or go to competitions for the sole purpose of finding a date from another marching band. • You get disappointed that all the guys you want to date from other marching bands are gay/have a girlfriend from yet another marching band. • When you scream at the gym teachers "Color guard is a sport!!!", and they agree with you, thereby letting you sit out from running the mile. • Your parents lock up all the brooms/pool cues/umbrellas/etc. • You can do your hair and make-up anywhere. • You can change into your uniform anywhere. • You find yourself designing flags/uniforms/drill in your classes. • You laugh like everyone else on your guard. • You use two hands to tell your left from your right. • You know how many people can be crammed into a mini van. • You spend more time in the band hall than in your house • Your guard has developed its own language. • You went to every school football game but never paid for one. • You can arm wrestle anyone and win. • When you get teary-eyed when you have to put your rifle down so you can eat dinner. • When you spend all your free time looking for guard-related web sites. • When people ask about bruises you didn't even notice you had • When you look for guards in commercials and movies (in Never Been Kissed, they show a guard. When her car is in the football field!) • When you insist that your crutches will not affect your marching ability, and what do you mean I can't spin with broken arms?! • When you catch yourself switching feet to get back on-step with the background music in the mall • When you can never be 3 fashionably late, cauze you show up for everything at least 15 minutes early • When vending machine food becomes gourmet. • When you choose a college based on the guard programs nearby • When you use guard tape to fix everything • When five more minutes, Dad, turns into a midnight practice • When you have seen the same WGI or DCI tape a thousand times and still enjoy it • When you love the black stain from new gloves • You take over guys bathroom when the girls bathroom is full • When you love the black stain from new gloves • You ride around in a school bus more than in your car • You say the pledge of allegiance to YOUR flag • While your non-guard friend sleep with teddy bears and other various stuffed animals, you sleep with your flag, rifle, and/or saber (and see nothing unhealthy about it, thank you)