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This weekend has been an emotional rollercoaster. Not only am I wayyyyy tired, but it was a weekend of lasts. My last B8 reherasal, the last game, the last indoor concert....it's weird. I mean, I love marching band, but it was never REALLY my thing. MOstly I did it because all my friends were in it, I needed it for my scholarship, and it was kinda fun. I had a great time, but it was just never my thing, you konw? So, I wasn't prepared for how upset I would be when it came to an end. I mean, I'm sure my upset-ness was a lot more prevalent because I was so exhausted, but GEEZ. I stood up to say my goodbye to the B8 and cried. It was a little ridiculous. But I mean, if it weren't for the B8, I don't know where I'd be in my college life. I've literally met all of my best friends in this ensemble, or met other friends through my friends in the B8. So, a huge chapter in my life comes to a close. and you konw what? I'm sad....but it's time. Time to move on.
I got some really sad news today...my parents are putting my dog down tomorrow or tuesday...and I don't get to say goodbye. and I mean, I understand. I wouldn't want my dog to have to suffer for another week or so until I got home just so that I could say goodbye. It's just sad. I don't really know what to do. I just hate that I don't get to say goodbye to her. And this is going to sound really weird, but last spring when I came home, I told my dog to just hang on for one more summer...and she did. It's like..she actually understood me...and did her best for me. I mean, it's probably not like that, but it sure feels like it. and at the time I got the feeling that she was really understanding me...despite the fact that she's a dog. I've had her for most of my life....and it's so weird to think that when I go home next she won't be there. I know it's just a dog but...*cry cry cry*
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In other news, though, it was a good weekend. Busy as HELL, but good. I spent it with all of my best friends, and saw my family. I loved every busy moment of it. It certainly has left me both physically and mentally drained, though. GEEEEEZ.
I got some really sad news today...my parents are putting my dog down tomorrow or tuesday...and I don't get to say goodbye. and I mean, I understand. I wouldn't want my dog to have to suffer for another week or so until I got home just so that I could say goodbye. It's just sad. I don't really know what to do. I just hate that I don't get to say goodbye to her. And this is going to sound really weird, but last spring when I came home, I told my dog to just hang on for one more summer...and she did. It's like..she actually understood me...and did her best for me. I mean, it's probably not like that, but it sure feels like it. and at the time I got the feeling that she was really understanding me...despite the fact that she's a dog. I've had her for most of my life....and it's so weird to think that when I go home next she won't be there. I know it's just a dog but...*cry cry cry*
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In other news, though, it was a good weekend. Busy as HELL, but good. I spent it with all of my best friends, and saw my family. I loved every busy moment of it. It certainly has left me both physically and mentally drained, though. GEEEEEZ.