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4:30 today I shall be standing in the back lot of a stadium with a bunch of other guys and sparce few girls from the Lowhead Section of the Kamiak Showband*people who play low instuments, Tuba, Bass Clarinet, and the wonderful Bari which I play* We shall eat whatever food is brought, stand around chatting and commenting on how funny it was when Jessy A.K.A Ham, walked up to the group in the middle of practice last night with his Bass Clarinet snapped in two. Then, like always, someone will lose their shirt. As the guys party boy eachother while they are shirtless and the girls move away so as not to get molested, someone will lose their pants and begin walking around in their boxers. It is an inevtiable truth. Even more so if it happens to be raining. Needless to say, all the girls by this time will have edged far away from the guys. The Lowhead sections is known quite well for the guys in it who molest and partyboy the girls at every available chance. When the girls are not available, then they immediatly will go to giving the *five-fingered salute* to eachother, making rape jokes, and intimadating the frosh Bari sax by saying he needs to watch out when the Victoria trip rolls around, because most likely one of the guys will come to his room with some *fun* in mind. Of course, this is all a joke, and in truth all of the Lowhead guys hate gay people. It mystifies me how I can stand being in such a sections of the band. As for us girls, we shall continue to discuss and plan the new Lowhead shirts, with the motto "Striving for Mediocrety" printed on the front, as well as a list of less than glorous ways to know if you are a Lowheador not. Some of which are like this:

You know if you are a Lowhead if:

Someone has called you insane and ment it
You struggle with eighth notes
Your instrument can double as a chair

And at least ten others as well.

So, all in all, it won't be to bad as long as the half naked guys stay away from me. In my opinion, most of them are way to pasty white or unfit to take of their shirts.