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I’m not sure what has become of me lately. Maybe it’s the sad music I’ve been listening to, or maybe it is finally hitting me that I am a senior and graduation and college are upon me. (about time, it took me half a year)
Anyway, pictured here is Bailey, who has become one of my best friends in the past six months. I have no idea where I would have been without her this year. I’ve been thinking a lot about college lately. I’m excited to go, but the one thing I’m not looking forward to is leaving my friends behind. Bailey is no exception. In fact, she’s the one I’m going to miss the most. I haven’t forgotten a single memory of us or any of our always-exciting adventures together.
So Bailey, if you ever happen to read this, I hope you learned a thing or two from me this year and that you’ll always remember me and all the good times we had. As I’ve said before, no matter how busy I am, no matter how much age tries to separate us and even if we don’t get to talk every day like we do now, we’ll always be buddies! (:
Your senior friend,
Ghost / Psychic
This would actually be a good idea for a Pokémon, but I say that because I love card games. Although I have to admit the fact that the ones on the top consist of JUST a face while the king and queen have everything BUT a face creeps me out a little.
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Well, since I can’t sleep and I’ve been thinking about this lately, I’m going to post some events that I feel are significant enough to mention of 2012 by month. It was one of the best years I ever had…
Note that the last two events occurred on the same night, in the order they appear on the list. Luckily, I was able to attend both,
So those are just some of the major events that happened in my life over the past year. 2012 was just an overall amazing year for me. Next year are a few more big milestones for me as well. 2013, you’re right around the corner now. Please be good to me and please let me make as many new friends and have as many good times as I did in 2012.
Let’s take a trip through my memory. It’s the summer before my freshman year of high school. I was unsure of a lot of things, and marching band was one of them. At first, I wasn’t even sure I was going to like it. Now, I’m crying because it’s over.
My high school marching band career officially ended on Friday. Our team fell to General McLane, 56-35. Ever since then, I’ve been in this depressed mood that I’ve been unable to pull myself out of. It’s like this feeling of emptiness in my heart that feels like it isn’t ever going to go away. Thank goodness I’ll still be able to see my friends every day. I think I might die if I didn’t. I’m serious.
I just don’t understand how this went by so quickly. The memory of the first band practice this year back in June is still playing in my head like it was just yesterday. I walked in and the first person I talked to was Dayle, who has been my friend for a while. The first 8th grader I met was Christine, who I mistook for someone from Cranberry. She is closer with Dayle than she is with me, but I would definitely consider her a friend too!
Anyway, the first of my friends that I remember meeting? A tall, light-brown haired clarinet player named Bailey. :) It seems like only yesterday we talked for the first time. Now, I would consider her one of my closest friends. I taught her much of what she knows about marching band. I showed her how to put the feather on the top of her hat, I showed her what a lyre is and how to put it on her instrument and I taught her how to read a drill chart. Now, I hope she passes it all on to new kids that she’ll show the ropes to someday.
The second friend I remember meeting? A red-headed, about my size saxophone player named Cheyann. While we never actually introduced ourselves, she told me she liked my lime-green clarinet. I don’t believe the two of us even knew each others names until band camp (August) or later. I don’t exactly remember when we started talking and becoming friends. However, it is again safe to say that she is another one of my closest friends.
I can’t remember exactly how I met Cameron or Rachele, but of course, they are my friends as well. The bottom line is that I will miss all of these kids and I can’t wait to come back over the next few years to watch them grow and change.
Wow, I didn’t expect to make it to 100 posts on here. I don’t check this website as often as I do other websites, but anyway, I made it to 100 posts! I’m also surprised since I never have any free time to write stuff like this anymore. I’ve been so busy with band this year that it is consuming all my time. Of course, I don’t mind at all! :) Band is one of my favorite hobbies and I am going to be very sad in a few weeks when it is over. :(
That makes me realize I’m growing up. I wish my older friends, who were seniors in band when I was younger, could still be in band to see me now. When they were here, they showed me the ropes and taught me much of what I know today about band. Now, I have passed that on to my young friends, who I like to call, the “next generation” band kids. Rachele, Bailey, Cheyann and Cameron, some of my close friends, would be prime examples of these kids.
I hope someday when they’re all seniors, they’ll befriend some of the “next generation” band kids and pass on their information. I was once taken in by a group of older kids, like Emma, Melanie, Andrea, Emily and Nicole.
That leads me to one more subject. Those kids I mentioned in the last paragraph, Emma, Andrea, Nicole etc, I never talk to them anymore. Not like I used to when we were in band together anyway. That makes me wonder the same thing. When I leave band this year, never to return as a student, will I be nothing more than a forgotten memory? No matter how much fun I have when I move on, I must always remember all the memories I made with my friends over the years. Of course, I must say thank you to my friends this year to make it memorable.
So Cameron, Bailey, Rachele, Cheyann, Dayle, Christine or any of you younger kids, if you happen to read this, first, let me give you kudos for reading this huge post. Most importantly though, thanks for making this year an unforgettable one.
“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”