[♥♠♣♦84♦♣♠♥] Senior FREAKIN Game~
THERE ARE NO WORDS TO EXPLAIN THE HAPPYNESS THAT ENGULFED ME THAT NIGHT.
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN SEVENTEEN YEARS WE, RICHARDSON HIGH SCHOOL, ARE GOING TO PLAYOFFS
So I go to the game to get some volunteer hours done in InterAct and I'm having fun playing bartender (ironic considering that I cosplay Tifa and Beni was there being Cloud :P) and taking pictures and stuff, and then comes half-time.
I watch the show, give my criticism on the guard (8|) and video tape it. Then they do their...senior dedication...and I...
Yeah...
I look down and see the seniors get in line to form the "10" and I take two pictures, get down to the bleachers, stand up straight and tall, and then as the seniors down there start, I yell with them "GOOOOOOLLLLDDDDEEEEEEENNNN EEEEEEEEAAAAAGGGGGGGGGLLLLLEEEEEE BAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNDDDDDD; SEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNIOOOOOOOOOOORRSSSSSSS OOOOOONNNNNEEEEE OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!!" And then I start crying...8|
Not because this was my last game, not because this was the last time I get to say that, not because of that kind of junk.
Because I wasn't down there with the rest of the band yelling my heart out somewhere in that 10.
Because I miss it so much.
Because I would have made a wonderful awesome-tastic captain.
Because the band directors hate me now.
Because I was so dedicated and passionate about the colorguard.
Because I never learned how to toss a rifle properly.
Because I never learned how to do some of those awesome tosses with my flag.
Because the GEB was family.
But I took a deep breath and calmed myself down and stopped crying and went back to being bartender.
Danced girlfriend.
Yelled at our football players "C'MON YOU GUYS, YOU CAN DO IT!! I BELIEVE IN YOU!!"
And then ran down like a maniac with the rest of the band to do our senior walk~!
We walked hand-in-hand to one side...
AND THEN RAN BACK WITH ALL OUT MIGHT SCREAMING AND YELLING THAT WE'RE GOING TO PLAYOFFS. I ran to everyone I knew, hugged them, and kept screaming that we were going to playoffs, pulled the guys around and fell down on the field like ten times screaming how happy I was.
Granted, the yearbook took a TON of pictures of me :P
Afterwards darkangel214, Leah, and I helped clean up for interact, got free cake, and went to withmrdeathdie's house for a mini!after party which consisted of watching the last twenty minutes of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, AFV, and WEB Soup. Then we played In A Pickle, and then we crashed.
Which was short-lived because we woke up so that Onee-san's mom could drop us off.
Then I crashed again. :D
And then something weird happened...
First off, I don't usually remember my dreams O_o
Second....
I remember this one in full clarity.... O_o
I'm not going to go into details...but...
Jesus was in it.
And I know that you irl friends know who I'm talking about. 8|
We were talking on Facebook, then we hung out...
HUNG OUT
We hardly talk now that we don't have any classes together...and we've NEVER hung out >.>;
I blame it on the fact that I saw him during the senior walk 8|
I swear, once I'm in College and we never see each other, I'll forget about him. /siiiiiiigh
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN SEVENTEEN YEARS WE, RICHARDSON HIGH SCHOOL, ARE GOING TO PLAYOFFS
So I go to the game to get some volunteer hours done in InterAct and I'm having fun playing bartender (ironic considering that I cosplay Tifa and Beni was there being Cloud :P) and taking pictures and stuff, and then comes half-time.
I watch the show, give my criticism on the guard (8|) and video tape it. Then they do their...senior dedication...and I...
Yeah...
I look down and see the seniors get in line to form the "10" and I take two pictures, get down to the bleachers, stand up straight and tall, and then as the seniors down there start, I yell with them "GOOOOOOLLLLDDDDEEEEEEENNNN EEEEEEEEAAAAAGGGGGGGGGLLLLLEEEEEE BAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNDDDDDD; SEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNIOOOOOOOOOOORRSSSSSSS OOOOOONNNNNEEEEE OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!!" And then I start crying...8|
Not because this was my last game, not because this was the last time I get to say that, not because of that kind of junk.
Because I wasn't down there with the rest of the band yelling my heart out somewhere in that 10.
Because I miss it so much.
Because I would have made a wonderful awesome-tastic captain.
Because the band directors hate me now.
Because I was so dedicated and passionate about the colorguard.
Because I never learned how to toss a rifle properly.
Because I never learned how to do some of those awesome tosses with my flag.
Because the GEB was family.
But I took a deep breath and calmed myself down and stopped crying and went back to being bartender.
Danced girlfriend.
Yelled at our football players "C'MON YOU GUYS, YOU CAN DO IT!! I BELIEVE IN YOU!!"
And then ran down like a maniac with the rest of the band to do our senior walk~!
We walked hand-in-hand to one side...
AND THEN RAN BACK WITH ALL OUT MIGHT SCREAMING AND YELLING THAT WE'RE GOING TO PLAYOFFS. I ran to everyone I knew, hugged them, and kept screaming that we were going to playoffs, pulled the guys around and fell down on the field like ten times screaming how happy I was.
Granted, the yearbook took a TON of pictures of me :P
Afterwards darkangel214, Leah, and I helped clean up for interact, got free cake, and went to withmrdeathdie's house for a mini!after party which consisted of watching the last twenty minutes of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, AFV, and WEB Soup. Then we played In A Pickle, and then we crashed.
Which was short-lived because we woke up so that Onee-san's mom could drop us off.
Then I crashed again. :D
And then something weird happened...
First off, I don't usually remember my dreams O_o
Second....
I remember this one in full clarity.... O_o
I'm not going to go into details...but...
Jesus was in it.
And I know that you irl friends know who I'm talking about. 8|
We were talking on Facebook, then we hung out...
HUNG OUT
We hardly talk now that we don't have any classes together...and we've NEVER hung out >.>;
I blame it on the fact that I saw him during the senior walk 8|
I swear, once I'm in College and we never see each other, I'll forget about him. /siiiiiiigh