You actually practice at home.
You joined marching band when there was the option too.
You enjoy practicing.
You want to go see something at a symphony.
You spend more time with your band direcor than your parents.
You can play more than one instrument and are good at it.
You hear music on the radio and you start marking time.
Being mauled by a drum is a normal part of life.
You try to guess the tempo of your favorite song.
You've named your instrument.
Everyone wants to kill the other football team...and you want to kill the other band.
Reeds taste good.
You roll step through the cafeteria so you don't spill your food.
The band room is your second home. It is your home if you've got it bad.
You've actually been to band camp and consider it the highlight of your summer.
You recite the alphabet A through G then start back at A again.
Your philosophy is: "If you don't have your mouthpiece then what the heck is that noise coming out of your mouth?"
You hear a song on the radio and think: "Hey, this'd make a good pep band song."
You don't describe people by going "She's got brown hair, dark eyes, kind of tall..", but go "She's an alto sax."
Your conductor is your hero.
You have a harness/neck strap tan line.
Pep band is the highlight of your week.
You go around humming the last song you practiced, even if it's Bb major scale.
A random person could punch you in the face and you wouldn't respond, but you'll fight to the death over who in your section gets to play the solo.
Your biggest crush was/is your drum major.
You go to parades that you are not in and make sure lines are straight, horn angles are parallel, and everyone is in step.
You listen to the classical station and can name off songs that you remember playing in band.
You always start off on the left foot.
Everybody in band fights like they're family.
When walking down the hall you are in step with your friends. If someone is not, they fall behind or do a little foot shuffle to get in step.
You know how to play 10 popular-stand tunes, but know the words to none of them.
You point out key changes and dynamics when you listen to the radio.
You know how to walk on mud without slipping.
You miss class to march in a parade.
You're still humming band music from three years ago.
You've been wittness to a fallen xylophone, bells, chimes, or marimba.
You sit at what is known by all as the "Band Table" in the cafeteria.
You either hate orchestra or are incredibly envious of it.
Instead of doing the "L = left" thing with your hands, you take one step forward to figure out which is right and which is left.
You're feeling sick at school, but you don't go home until after band.
You've never ever sat in your class section at a pep rally because you're playing.
Someone starts clapping and you get nervous.
Immediate respect for any drum major.
You go into spasms if you aren't in the same room as your instrument for more than two hours.
Wal-Mart is having a sale on lawn ornaments and you think "Wow, they're selling pit members now?"
You play the fight songs for FUN!
Your CDs consist of mainly orchestral/band music.
You practice your instrument every day and enjoy it.
You're walking down the hall in step with all your friends. you look at your watch and you realize you're all walking at 120.{you walk down the hall and your perfectly instep with your friends without ever knowing it}.
your friends get mad at you because you try to practice on the phone.
You have a favorite key signature.
You have a favorite time signature.
You spend more time at school than you do at home(majorly).
You practice your 7 to 5(8 to 5) whenever you walk down the hall in front of the band room.
You spend more time in the band room than any other place at school.
You spend more time practicing than watching tv and talking on the phone put together.
You practice paradiddles when you have nothing better to do in class(yes!).
You own at least 1 cd of a professional orchestra.
You think triplets are cool.
You know the actual length of a brass instrument when it's not all twisted up.
You have the e-mail addresses of at least 2 band directors.
You have an emotional attachment to your instrument(s).
You think of what instruments non-band people would play if they were in band.
You actually notice the music in movies, and talk about it more than the actual movie.
You understand the double meaning of "trombones know more positions".
You have a music stand in your bedroom.
You honestly don't know what you would do if you couldn't hang out in front of the band room.
You think practicing in your bathroom is fun.
You CAN understand what the drum major is saying.
When you're bored in class you write out the music that's in your head on your notes.
You have a metronome & a tuner next to your clock radio.
You make a list of band rituals and title it "You Know You're A Band Geek When..."
When you rush out to go buy the cd that your marching show is from.
You get a drum cadence stuck in your head all day.
You understand everything on this list!
You take marching band seriously.
You go to football games just to listen to the marching band play.
In your spare time, you dream about being the most perfect drum player/trumpet player or whatever you are.
While waiting for your computer to load you play drum cadences on the desk with your hands and hit the floor with your feet.
You can measure 5 yards without a ruler- all you need is to count your steps while you're walking.
You can stand absolutely still, staring at the wall, for 15 minutes straight.
Normal people argue about the Vikings vs. the Packers, you argue about brass vs. woodwinds.
Looking at pictures of new instruments turns you on.
You know the difference between a baritone and a euphonium.
You've broken into the band room at least once.
You can tune a sax.
A piccolo doesn't hurt your ears.
Your curfew is later if it's an away football game.
You've stood at attention for half an hour.
Even when you're in concert season, you come too close to saying "drop"/"and down" at the end of every piece.
You wish you were at school on the weekends because you forgot to bring your instrument home.
You compose music in all of your classes and during lunch.
You build a website just for your band.
You sit with your band director during band trips. Or on the city bus.
The only reason you're looking forward to Spring Break is because that's when the band trip is.
You stay after school or during lunch to play around with songs with your other band friends.
You enjoy going to early/late band. Who cares if it's at the crack of dawn, it's the highlight of your day.
You refer to other schools as "Oh yeah, that's the one with the band that played _____", or "We beat their band."
You compare yourself to others based on chair placements in band/regionals/all-state.
You read pages about band geeks.
You've tested to see if you can fit in a tuba case.
You know what a piccolo trumpet is.
Every person you're currently interested in dating is a band member.
Your most used turn-down line is "Sorry, I've got band that night."
You can quote current prices for mouthpieces.
You know where every single dent in your instrement came from.
"Rushing" and "dragging" are technical terms to you.
Having a metronome has gotten you into trouble. Bomb scare in my butt.
You've marched in your room, back yard, and/or driveway.
The word "fingering" doesn't make you think gross thoughts.
You can scale the stadium seats with ease, but you trip on the stairs in your house.
You know all the cheers that the cheerleaders yell at all the football games.
You hum pep band tunes in the shower.
When a teacher yells at you for talking in class, it's usually because you were talking about band.
You have certain songs that your bus sings on every bus ride, and you have to supress the urge to belt them out on non-band bus rides.
You can walk up to anyone in band and fix any part of their uniform without saying anything other than giving them your instrument and saying, "Hold this."
You see your fellow band members more than your siblings, and your director and instructors more than your parents.
You and your friends gossip about the instructors' personal lives, and somehow find it more entertaining than gossip about people your own age.
Yet, you do still enjoy gossiping about people in band, and you know that if you're in band, your personal life is no longer personal, and there's no point in trying to keep it that way.