And she loved a little boy.
And every day the boy would come
And he would gather her leaves
And make them into crowns and play king of the forest.
He would climb up her trunk
And swing from her branches
And eat apples
And they would play hide-and-go-seek.
And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade.
And the boy loved the tree… very much…
And the tree was happy......"
Our indoor drumline show this year is The Giving Tree. For those of you who don't know, it's a long poem by Shel Silverstein. I just posted the first stanza on here. For some reason, the poem makes me tear up when I hear it. I actually like the show concept for once....but we are dressing up as trees. Expect some hilariously embarrassing pictures in the future lol. Actually i'm blogging because i'm extremely pissed off. But that was a nice intro wasn't it?
So miller and mike aren't doing indoor. Which i knew already, but it just felt awful to be there learning the new music without them. Change is great blah blah, but i hate it. It's my last year, come on guys. This is not the way I wanted it to end. With roper, ryan, and two noobs. I can get over mike, since he's a freshman. But miller, really? I hate you so much. Good thing i've calmed down, or else this post would be a lot more angsty and a lot less PG. So for all you first-time readers, I will spare your virgin eyes. Fuck. Guess not.
|Yes that is my car getting (almost) love-tapped. Fuck you thomas.|