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The Best Day of My Life So Far

Wow today was the best day of my entire life so far. There were a few low points but the goods definitely make today really stellar. Today just kept getting better and better. I've reached my euphoria.

School: not too bad. Dell let me use his computer and I got to sit in his comfy chair. English - boring movie, but hey, it was a movie. Quite a rarity these days. Calculus was particularly sucky. I did the homework wrong and I'm glad she finally taught it to us after the fact. I'm not too sure I understood everything because I was so dead tired this morning. It was cold and I had my hoodie... I just closed my eyes for a second and then I came to my senses frantically fearing her lectures and yellings. After that all I had was band for the next 4 hours which is the next topic(and then for 6 more hours at the game).

Pep Rally: teh roxors mucho. It wasn't all that exciting. Nothing particularly humorous but we euphs had fun laughing at "people" (cough mostly cheerleaders). We've definitely had better and funner pep rallies but it was definitely exciting to actually have one. I really enjoyed not having sixth and seventh periods. No law studies or stats! I missed Michael in law studies! But no quiz rocked and no stat work or notes totally rocks my flip flops despite the insane amount of stat work I have to do this weekend (if I get around to it).

Football Game: Senior night rocked!! My last football game in the GHS marching band forever. Forever. Yes it's touching. I've never had such a wonderful time in my whole life! Everybody was giving me hugs and telling me they love me and will miss me. I hope they don't forget me. I will never forget this night and all the people I shared it with. Being a marching cowboy has truly been an awesome and life changing experience. Here's some highlights of the night:

The seniors got to walk through the tunnel with our parental escorts and then we got to play in the front with our hats off. Later we got to lead the lines inside. Kajannae and Jessica put their arms around me and we all hugged during the F tuning sequence until Mr. Dick yelled at us. Jessica decided I should take Taylor to prom. LoL. He's my backup plan for sure! I heart you Taylor! The tubas poured two bottles of water into Kajannae's horn when she left to use the bathroom. When she got back I could hardly keep myself from wetting my pants! It was so awesome to see her scream her head off! She opened her spit valve and it just poured out! There was so much water that it came back up through her mouthpiece. It was like Niagara Falls!! I remember when I was a freshman and they always poured water in my horn. So we did it to our freshie Jessica too. The euphs did a ton of horn movements which was fun. And we danced to every single song! We did suicide four times! I thoroughly enjoyed it for the very last time. Ahh the memories. The Starette moms dressed up and a did a dance for us. And the some band parents dressed in overlays went down and did suicide! The jumbo haulers dressed up in wigs and skirts and pretended to be the drum majors!! Those pictures are going to be priceless!At the end, the seniors came down and we sang the alma mater and swayed. It was quite strange to sing and listen to the band. I stood next to Eddie and Ryan and we did some fun stuff with our feet while we were waiting. What craziness! Marching in we did all sorts of fun marching stuff - swinging our horns, ghetto limp, and spins. These are the simple little things I will remember and look back on and think "wow I love my life". (Speaking of thinking, Mrs. Brand drew a thought bubble on the board today. It's official - she has way too much fun with rhetorical questions and chalk.)

The After Party: Kajannae hopped in my car and we went to Steak n' Shake at 11:30 to meet with Christine. Her sister and her boyfriend were there as well as a ton of other band people. Half the building was filled with our blue band shirts. I had some cheese fries! Yum! Kajannae got free soda on the house! You gotta love her ghettoness! I had a lot of fun talking with Christine and Amanda and Patrick. Patrick loves cheese fries so much that he took a picture of me eating them! I don't even know him! Christine left me for a while to take Faith home, but she came back! In the car Kajannae was trying to teach me how to be ghetto and dance like a black person. Yeah, it was unsuccessful. haha. What do you expect from a white girl?!

Euphoria: After I dropped off Ragin' Kajun I put the top down and blasted my favorite songs as I drove home. I love the way the wind rushes in my hair. My sister and I don't usually get along too well in the car, but she went home with someone else so I was thrilled. I love to stick my hand outside and feel the wind pressure. It was awfully cold so as I was taking those sharp curves on Van Dyke at 50 mph I was trying to pull on a hoodie from the backseat. It was somewhat of an adrenaline rush to not see where I was driving. But it felt so good outside. Every once in a while I would take my eyes off the road and just look up at the sky above me. It is so beautiful up there. The stars are truly a work of art that never ceased to amaze me. When I look up at them while I'm cruising around, I feel so peaceful and at one with the world. Like maybe there is someone out there looking at the same star who will love me someday. I hope he doesn't wait too long. So I was just enjoying the scenery, the weather, the stars, and the music and I just couldn't bring myself to go home. So it was a little after midnight and I just drove up and down US41 for a while enjoying life. It was kinda nice to be alone. It gave me some time to mediate on all the emotions I'm feeling right now being a senior.

Well now here I am. I'm really going to miss marching band and all my friends. I hate goodbyes. I came so close to crying. I might just go do that now. I need a catharsis (darn you ggg for all the vocab!). This night has really meant a lot to me and I feel like it was an awesome ending to my years of marching band. I've given so much time and effort through the years and it's all paid off. I really wish I wasn't so old. Maybe 17 isn't really all that old, but it sure feels like it. And I'd give anything to go back in time and enjoy marching more. I didn't realize how much I took it for granted. I know my horn was super heavy and it caused me great back pains but all in all it was the experience of a lifetime and I won't trade these memories for anything. No regrets. It's amazing that I survived and did well at something most Gaither students (even some smart ones) are incapable of.

Dear band, keep on doing what you're doing. Don't ever forget your one and only senior low brass player of '05. Remember what I've taught you and repeat all my jokes and traditions with the future freshmen. Rock on without me. I love you guys.
Yours Truly, ~Marcy~ :-)

posted by Marcy @ 1:51 AM