This is all a cycle. Well, that's what I say it is.
A cycle that eventually ends but for now it is my forever and infinity.
It started with excitement.
My heart felt like is would explode, nothing matters, and jungled up emotions. Kind of how it is right now. This was about April. Where I had my little countdown to the first day and life was another eternity. I wanted time to pass by so quickly for that the start would actually start.
Next was panic.
My heart was still about to explode but with fear of the unknown. I say it's unknown even though I experienced before because it's a new beginning. I wish time would slow down and would go back to the first step. This was experienced for two days; two days before May. Time seemed to speed up and I would regret for wishing time would hurry up.
What happened next was settling.
Here I chose my victims. I chose which freshman I mentally claim and helped them get settled. Secretly I used them to settle myself. This was May through July. Time finally agreed and I got to appreciate the smaller details.
After that is hard work.
Emotions are strong and will is even stronger. There is no other goal in mind but to improve. This is August to September. Time went by quickly and details were ignored.
Next is the wall.
The wall. I'm guessing you know what this is. It is that point where all the feeling is lost. Time seemed to slow down and emotions stay hidden. We got too comfortable. This is August through September. Last year, my section got a shirt saying "We Break The Wall". I say we did.
Afterwards it is realization.
There is a month left. We realize all the details we haven't noticed before, like the sunset on game days, or the double rainbows before competitions. We notice how the seniors are getting more and more sad and the details on other sections dances for drum cadences. This is October. Once this happens, we want time to slow down. We want to be stuck in a moment forever with our new family.
Right after it's holding on.
It's the last week, and the only thing we want to do is hold on. Hold onto the last competitions, to the seniors, and all of our last performances. Emotions are blurred, life is now bittersweet, and memories are made. You reflect on how much band has changed your life and this is when most of the tears are spilled.
Now it's gone.
Time is now infinity, and you hold on to those memories thinking it happened a second ago. Memories are all you got, and now it's time for the cycle to repeat, and repeat, and repeat...
Until it's over for good in your senior year.
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Haven't wrote in forever! School -.-
So the past few weeks (or months, I'm not entirely sure), I have come to the realization that I don't want this to end after high school. I want to keep marching and make memories to last a life time. I fell in love with the process of marching and performing that I have decided to do DCI!
If you don't know what dci is, go on YouTube right now and look up Bluecoats 2013 (they're my favorite corps and that's my favorite show). Dci is basically a "professional marching band" although they are more than just that. It's only brass, percussion, and guard, so that means I have to learn a brass instrument!
I'm really excited for the process and steps I will have to take to make my goal of getting accepted to a corps and this will be the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.
Anyways, I hope you all of have a good day, and happy thanksgiving (break)!
