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| i guess it's been 2 years. a lot has changed, yet a lot has still stayed the same. i dont know why im writing this, but i am. as far as i know, no one but me will ever read this. that's how long it's been. now for an update...
junior year: the most important year in one's high school career. it flew by for me. mb, regions, all-state, sats, finals, etc. it's had its ups and its downs, but that's life for ya. no matter what happens, we keep fighting for whatever it is at the end. for me, i don't know what's at the end of the tunnel right now, but i'm dying to find out. now that i think about it, band is like my life. sometimes i like to think that i'm not one of those band kids you see in the teen movies that look really geeky, clumsy, and do nothing but play, play, and play. i'd like to think that i'm some other person with another identity, and with another past. despite the fact that i want an alter ego, i can still remember back in fifth grade when i stood in lou rose music shop eagerly waiting to receive my first clarinet. but it keeps me wondering, if i hadn't bought that dinky little artley back then, where would i have ended up? in the streets? no, edison doesn't have a hood. out doing drugs? probably. 6 years have passed and that same old wooden pipe is in my room collecting dust (i wonder if it still plays...). i guess that entire part of my life is collecting dust right now.
recently, ive realized what i really love doing: football. because of my so-called passion for football, ive actually mustered up the courage to quit the jps marching hawks. some may think that it was an act of courage, others may think was out of foolishness. i think it's what i want. no. i KNOW it's what i want. walking around on a field following some amateur conductor's hands to step in time becomes a drag. sitting in the stands with my instrument in the bitter cold makes it worse. mb was fun and all, but it's not for me. so i take this time to say adieu. there's been some good times and i've met some cool people, but i guess i'm going in a different direction now. i want to say thank you for the guys who support my decision. for those who don't, tough luck cuz i don't want to go back to being a dot in some picture...
from july 20-23, i went on an awesome camping trip up to thousand islands in upstate ny. 6 hours of driving in one direction. although the car ride was uncomfortable (we had so much packed the rear view mirror was useless), the fun there took my mind off of it. hanging out with bruce, chris, calvin (sp?), roger, and steph was pretty cool. staying up, making the campfire burn a little long (until the sun almost came up) was the best way to spend long nights (i still remember the camp site where we hung out: B48). then we'd find something to do in the daytime (baseball, vball, football, beach, eat, bum around). in retrospect, the chink school kids arent as bad as i thought they were. maybe im just trying to be sociable these days.
football camp is starting in about 9 hours. i read somewhere: a hundred thousand hours of training leads to one moment of opportunity. i hope there'll be an opportunity for me.
it may be a while before i get back (my last post was 2 years ago) so maybe ill post again when im in college. ill be looking back at high school life and laughing at the silly things im saying right now. well, future me, good luck.
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| I'm so confused.
I've dug myself into a hole. Someone help me out.
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| even though summer is coming to an end, im kind of relieved that it is.
its really strange how people wish for summer to start during the
school year, and wish for it to end when its summer. maybe its some
phycological thing where u just cant get too much of something. maybe
they should have school every other day during the school year. wait
nvm, that would add days of being in school =/. but when school starts,
The OC : Season 3 starts. then i actually have something to look
forward to to let the weeks pass faster.
i guess freshman year went by really fast. i wonder how its gonna be
like to be a sophomore. and i dont mean just sophomoric and all, but
theres only 1 year left until we have to take the SATs. guess that
means a whole year of prep for it, including this summer (for me and
many others as i have imagined). i think im beginning to miss days like
in middle school, when you didnt have to do anything. before you know
it, everyone will be graduating and going off to college. maybe 3 years
seems like a long time, but i think each year will go right by and you
wont notice =/...
long entry, i know, but i havent wrote anything for a long time, not
that i have anything to write about, and this is why im dragging this
sentence out as long as i can to make this entry just a little bit
longer.
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| sometimes i wish a tear would drip down from my eye... but it never does.
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