Work in Progress

You oughta hear the mirror in my house You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth Says I’m imperfect in every way: “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”/...But I’m gonna burn, I’m gonna shine and multiply I’m gonna fill up the great divide You’ll never break me with all the things you say “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”

Saturday, March 31, 2007

*tear*

Last night was the last band concert of the year. Except for May term band. But that's different. And it was really really sad...kind of reminiscent of Sounds of the Stadium, where you know it's the last and it's so bittersweet because you may have more free time but...that's the last time that music will have been performed, it was the last concert for many seniors, and it was the last time that exact group would be on stage performing together. Yes, there will be a symphonic band next year...but some people will have graduated, some will have moved up to wind ensemble, and some may have quit...it will be different.
All I know is that I saw the Melissas in front of me start crying while we were playing Nearer My God to Thee and I was gone from then all the way through the last note of The Lord Bless You and Keep You.
I hate it when something so wonderful comes to an end. I know I'll be back next year. But as I said, it will be different. Not only that, it's another year finished...I'm that much closer to graduation...I know that time will absolutely fly, that I'll blink and be a fourth year and that will be it, it will be done...This was the fastest school year I think I've ever experienced. I thought high school was fast, this is like warp speed. It's crazy.
I've said it before. I'll say it again. I hate the end and I absolutely hate goodbyes.

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