The Giving Tree

"Once, there was a tree…
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.

Looking back, the actual practice wasn't that bad I guess.  I think it's all of my stress added up that's getting to me.  Too much work, too many tests, tutoring, drumline, practicing for our show, and not sleeping enough.  I'll admit I cried a little after I got home from indoor today.  Everything just felt awful and wrong.  Also I find out about MIT in about a week! Another thing that's screwing with my mental health.  It's funny because i just decided yesterday to pick a quote from Bobby McFerrin's song "Don't Worry Be Happy" as one of my senior quotes for the yearbook.  Now if i'd just take that advice... I am so nervous for tomorrow !!! Shalomies! Ahh!! What am i going to wear !? This makes tomorrow's (today's!?) AP lit essay and AP stat test look pointless in comparison. Not really because I need to raise my grades in those classes for when MIT rejects me and I have to apply to colleges that actually see my midyear report :)  Just kidding, I should be positive.  Miller told me that obviously I'm not going to get in if I keep saying that I'm not going to get in.  He also asked me a very interesting question when I told him I was definitely not getting in... "Well, did you try your best on the app?"  It got me thinking that even if I get rejected, there really wasn't anything I could've done better.  I gave it my all, so no regrets.  And that's what really matters.  Though of course it'd be nice to get in :) Also ryan wrote to me "I hope you get into MIT or any other good college that would be lucky to have you."  Yes that was part of my notecard he gave me.  Yes it almost made me cry. Again i've digressed, and there's a mountain of homework calling my name, so i'll end it here! Good night!