Relief

I just happened to check on my blog this morning and read my last post: "Well I'm sure I'll be posting tomorrow. (I can look back to those journal and blog entries too). " (NOV 6) Oops. I was just too tired, too happy, and too relieved to write. In case you hadn't already guessed it, we got a one. After last years terrible experience, we finally got a one. We did AMAZING. I am so proud and excited. Goodness I was nervous and stressed though. It was the most amazing night. After scores were announced we all walked back to the band everyone was cheering and jumping and, yes, crying. I didn't cry as much as I'd thought. I teared up at first but began to cry later. I was laughing and hugging and crying. It was a moment full of love, craziness and happiness. The next day we watched the tape. It was truly amazing. Some of the moves didn't even look physically possible and everything sounded amazing. The last move of the video is where the sobbing I expected earlier came in. The words our center snare, Ashton, said after states while he was bawling went through my head "Its all over, it is all done and over with, we did it and this is it." Then of course they had to show pictures and video from the past trips and I cried even more thinking of the amazing experiences I've had with this marching band.

Other than the obvious happiness, love, and nostalgia I felt after states the most prominent reaction for me was relief. I have been stressed out of my mind the past few weeks. The morning of states I finally cracked. It was bad. There are certain other reasons I was ready for marching band to end. I was tired of pretending to cooperate with certain people and that one was the entire world being taken of my shoulders. I'm going to miss it, but it was time for it to end. I'll always follow the marching tigers but I'm almost excited to sit in the audience and be marveled, stress free.