I don't feel like writing a whole shebang. But I feel like I must record this...
Pandora,
I hate you. Why must you play Bernstein's Overture To Candide, for Orchestra? You didn't play the piece once either. You played it twice. Twice within an hour time frame? This piece, among many others, have made me exceptionally emotional.
Has there ever been a time where you "cried" but no tears came out? This is currently happening, as I type this. I am on the verge of tears, but I guess I've already used my tears on separate occasions in which I do not remember. I played Overture during the Pop's Concert for Concert Band. It was my first year being in Concert Band and it was perhaps one of the best times of my life. I had some ups and downs, but as I look back, it has been one of my most happiest memories of my life.
They say that you see your whole life flash right in front of you before you die. I really hope I am able to perfectly experience and feel my memories as a member of Stroudsburg's Concert band so vividly that I will die exceptionally happy. Call me a band geek, whatever. But this was the last piece I played in Concert Band and it brought so many happy memories.
I think the reason why I am so emotional is because the memories and times were so grand, that it is extremely hard to top it off. Those moments will never happen again. Time goes by so quickly. If you stalk this blog, you can see the numerous times that I write, "Time goes by so quickly. Lots has changed."
My college years is almost completed. I can remember freshman year vividly. Sophomore year was kind of a blur. Junior year is a complete opposite, however. I am enjoying it, despite the shit-ton of work that a certain professor likes to give...
I saw my high school marching band this past Thanksgiving. I joined marching band the year the current seniors joined, when they were in the eighth grade. My goodness. I feel like a proud mommy. I never got to see them perform their show live but that's okay. I'll be at the banquet and at the parades as usual. It's just ridiculous. I get so choked up about all the wonderful memories that has happened in my life, I really wish there was some sort of rewind button. Heck, I would love a time machine.
I hate how time goes by so quickly. I guess this means I'm always having fun.
Damn you Bernstein. Thanks for making me rethink about the beauty in my life.
Pandora,
I hate you. Why must you play Bernstein's Overture To Candide, for Orchestra? You didn't play the piece once either. You played it twice. Twice within an hour time frame? This piece, among many others, have made me exceptionally emotional.
Has there ever been a time where you "cried" but no tears came out? This is currently happening, as I type this. I am on the verge of tears, but I guess I've already used my tears on separate occasions in which I do not remember. I played Overture during the Pop's Concert for Concert Band. It was my first year being in Concert Band and it was perhaps one of the best times of my life. I had some ups and downs, but as I look back, it has been one of my most happiest memories of my life.
They say that you see your whole life flash right in front of you before you die. I really hope I am able to perfectly experience and feel my memories as a member of Stroudsburg's Concert band so vividly that I will die exceptionally happy. Call me a band geek, whatever. But this was the last piece I played in Concert Band and it brought so many happy memories.
I think the reason why I am so emotional is because the memories and times were so grand, that it is extremely hard to top it off. Those moments will never happen again. Time goes by so quickly. If you stalk this blog, you can see the numerous times that I write, "Time goes by so quickly. Lots has changed."
My college years is almost completed. I can remember freshman year vividly. Sophomore year was kind of a blur. Junior year is a complete opposite, however. I am enjoying it, despite the shit-ton of work that a certain professor likes to give...
I saw my high school marching band this past Thanksgiving. I joined marching band the year the current seniors joined, when they were in the eighth grade. My goodness. I feel like a proud mommy. I never got to see them perform their show live but that's okay. I'll be at the banquet and at the parades as usual. It's just ridiculous. I get so choked up about all the wonderful memories that has happened in my life, I really wish there was some sort of rewind button. Heck, I would love a time machine.
I hate how time goes by so quickly. I guess this means I'm always having fun.
Damn you Bernstein. Thanks for making me rethink about the beauty in my life.
