it dawned on me today that i could actually count down the days i have left in high school. the seniors have only 14 more days of school left. 14 days of walking into the band room that has become my second home, 14 more days of walking through the familiar school grounds, 14 more days of seeing the same smiling faces i've greeted the last four years. that's less than three weeks.
it's always been the other way around. for the past three years, i've bid farewell to the upperclassmen. it's a strange feeling to know that it will be me who is going to be said goodbye, and not the other way around. i know that there comes a time for everything, and that nothing lasts forever. but the whole mentality of it all... it's just incomprehensible at this point. and i won't learn until after the fact. experience is our best teacher.
until i can get my mind in the right place, though, i think i'll stick with it day by day. seize the day, as they always say.
on a different note, i'd just like to say that i lost several pounds today just running, marching with drums (quints/bass), and playing keys (pit). drumline DOES require the athletic build, the stamina, and the will. most people think that marching is not a sport. oh, trust us-- it is. and if you think that you don't get some muscular calves when you crab walk... you're wrong again. add to that some drums. i was carrying quints, which weighs almost 30lbs if not more, and that's more than 1/4 my weight. the harness was adjusted for a taller person, so that wasn't helping my back. it also cut into my hip bone, so now it's all bruised. my calves burn, my lungs expand, my heart pounds. ah, marching is my passion.
and now, i'm getting ready to go to a party at my friend's house. weekends have never been busier... or more fun.
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