November

Is finally here. And with November approaches the end of marching season.
So soon? Yeah, I guess so.
The season passed by faster than a blink of an eye.
The season has been no less than enjoyable.
Sure-We've had those days, but who hasn't? They're pretty unavoidable.
All in all, I can say that I am satisfied with where we are in relation to where we started.
Last night, we laid on the field after rehearsal was said and done (which was pretty fantastic to say the least.)
The stars. They aren't extremely in-your-face visual, but they're there.
They're gorgeous. I never knew how peaceful the silence could be- when its dark and you're surrounded by people who you've grown close to.
There's nothing quite like Band and how its influenced my perspectives on life.
I definitely don't know what I'm going to do without this program next year.
It's helped me grown into my own shoes. And next year, I'll have to manage without it.

I'm really stressed over college. It's not a user-friendly system and I hardly understand what needs to go into it in order for me to be successful. Let alone where exactly I'm heading.I just know that I want to write music, or play music or something along those lines. I keep telling myself that I'll cross that bridge when I get there but its just right around the corner. I'm there, its just I'm in denial that I am.

I definitely need to step it up after the season ends.
Get a job, finish my College apps so I don't have to worry about them later, and get my Transcripts.

Here's to being a senior.