goodbye to SMI
So last night was our final SMI concert and it was awesome - great playing on everyone's part.
Afterward there was a reception in the Atrium with exceptional food - bravo Kennedy Center for actually shelling out money on us!!
Then we all went back to the dorms to start out LAST NIGHT together! (I spent the night so I could say goodbye in the morning). Initially we went to the computer labs and spent a looooot of time looking at my pictures from SMI and some random comics with the bassoon player and hanging out. Went back to the dorms and had "camp confessionals" with some people which ended up not being too exciting except for the RA's crazy story of his audition at NT and the coyote ugly bar he went to afterward. Spent a lot of time fighting tiredness and just chatting away. Then I got up and poked around the dorms to see what was happening - spent some time in David's room with Nathan and Cooper watching them make this HUGE 6-egg omlet which, after it was done, was shared between everyone on the floor and the floor below and the basement. Spent a looong time in the basement watching people play spades and psychaiatrist and made a soda run with David and Coop which I think may have been the start of my second wind - after that I was really energetic and talkitive. I got into a phase where I just abbreviated pretty much everything I said. Vermont = V-Mont, Andrew Krimm = A-Rim, David Miller = D-mil, Starbucks = S-bucks, etc. But then Andrew tried to abbreviate "shoes" and he learned the hard way that one-syllable words do not take well to abbreviation. Went upstairs to Andrew, Brian, and Zhao's room where we just talked and laughed at everything because I think we were allllll really tired. Made a starbucks run at about 6am, after it stopped raining because the guys were being wimps and wouldn't walk across the street in the rain. Then, after a little while came the start of the goodbyes.
People were leaving in shifts for their flights out of National and little by little we were losing musicians. I said goodbye to a lot of people I had become close with and managed not to cry (which might have been because I was too tired to muster up the energy) and helped people bring down the luggage and such. It was hard to say goodbye to David and Colin and Alex and Brian because I'm going to miss our quintet SOOOOO much - they all called me "Dikeis" or "Kahn" or "tuba" as a final goodbye (sounds stupid but it's sentimental). Had to say goodbye to David Miller who I had just gotten to know a couple days prior and that was really sad too. I neded up going to the airport with Tatiana because otherwise she would have had to ride alone and that's just too sad. Helped her check in and all that jazz and waited with her outside the security checkpoint for a little while when we saw Nathan, Nick, and Andrew in the distance coming toward us so we waited for them as well. It was really hard to say goodbye to Taneea, Allison, and Tatiana because they were the 3 girls that I really became close with over the month - and Andrew because he's sooooo fun and lives in friggin Texas so I'll probably never see him again. So I managed not to cry riiiiight until they passed under the metal detector and then I thought to myself "holy crap they're leaving" and I started to cry, right there in the middle of National airport clutching my green plaid pillow to my chest. I stood there for a long time, to make sure they all got through (which took a long ass time because of one of their suitcases) and when they rounded the corner to their gates I just turned and started walking down the main lobby to the metro station. I popped in my I-pod so I could at least have music to my pain and it felt like a scene from a movie or a music video. This lone girl in the lobby of National airport holding all these random bags walking away from the checkpoint blasting "Woke Up in a Car" by Something Corporate and "Iris" by Goo Goo Dolls. I must have been a pretty sorry sight - looking gross from staying up all night and then crying on top of it. Whatever there's nothing I could do to stop myself. I might never see those guys again! That's friggin sad! I'm going to have so many memories from this month I just wish it hadn't gone by so quickly. It feels like just yesterday I walked into my quintet for the first time and met my guys and realized what a kick ass summer this would be.
Now I'm just tired and depressed - I pulled an all-nighter for gosh sakes and I said goodbye to some really amazing people that I may never ever see again.
Some things I want to remember, for my good not really for anyone else:
- Andrew calling me "Genay" *now Forest Gump will make me reminisce*
- My quintet calling me "Dikeis Kahn" - awwwww sentimental
- The coooolest names I made up for things (ie V-Mont, Tehaians)
- Andrew and my early-morning Starbucks run and the most ridiculous converstaion in the world because we had both been awake for almost 24 hours and by then anything is funny
- "Singing in the Rain" re-enactment
- our roof-top baddities
- rice crispy treats
- Brian Flynn actually talking to me about comics
- David Miller ("come on, come on, come on" and "oh really you think so")
- my bag lady scenario after 0 hours of sleep
- Dance parties whenever there's music playing
- Watching movies backstage for every dress rehearsal and concert while everyone is working their butts off on stage - HA
- Me losing in Halo so baldy that I died 10 times in a row and killed myself by accident. Damn.
I'm sure I'll think of more things later. Right now I want to wallow in my sorrow and maybe sleep some too.
Man I wish they didn't have to leave.
Afterward there was a reception in the Atrium with exceptional food - bravo Kennedy Center for actually shelling out money on us!!
Then we all went back to the dorms to start out LAST NIGHT together! (I spent the night so I could say goodbye in the morning). Initially we went to the computer labs and spent a looooot of time looking at my pictures from SMI and some random comics with the bassoon player and hanging out. Went back to the dorms and had "camp confessionals" with some people which ended up not being too exciting except for the RA's crazy story of his audition at NT and the coyote ugly bar he went to afterward. Spent a lot of time fighting tiredness and just chatting away. Then I got up and poked around the dorms to see what was happening - spent some time in David's room with Nathan and Cooper watching them make this HUGE 6-egg omlet which, after it was done, was shared between everyone on the floor and the floor below and the basement. Spent a looong time in the basement watching people play spades and psychaiatrist and made a soda run with David and Coop which I think may have been the start of my second wind - after that I was really energetic and talkitive. I got into a phase where I just abbreviated pretty much everything I said. Vermont = V-Mont, Andrew Krimm = A-Rim, David Miller = D-mil, Starbucks = S-bucks, etc. But then Andrew tried to abbreviate "shoes" and he learned the hard way that one-syllable words do not take well to abbreviation. Went upstairs to Andrew, Brian, and Zhao's room where we just talked and laughed at everything because I think we were allllll really tired. Made a starbucks run at about 6am, after it stopped raining because the guys were being wimps and wouldn't walk across the street in the rain. Then, after a little while came the start of the goodbyes.
People were leaving in shifts for their flights out of National and little by little we were losing musicians. I said goodbye to a lot of people I had become close with and managed not to cry (which might have been because I was too tired to muster up the energy) and helped people bring down the luggage and such. It was hard to say goodbye to David and Colin and Alex and Brian because I'm going to miss our quintet SOOOOO much - they all called me "Dikeis" or "Kahn" or "tuba" as a final goodbye (sounds stupid but it's sentimental). Had to say goodbye to David Miller who I had just gotten to know a couple days prior and that was really sad too. I neded up going to the airport with Tatiana because otherwise she would have had to ride alone and that's just too sad. Helped her check in and all that jazz and waited with her outside the security checkpoint for a little while when we saw Nathan, Nick, and Andrew in the distance coming toward us so we waited for them as well. It was really hard to say goodbye to Taneea, Allison, and Tatiana because they were the 3 girls that I really became close with over the month - and Andrew because he's sooooo fun and lives in friggin Texas so I'll probably never see him again. So I managed not to cry riiiiight until they passed under the metal detector and then I thought to myself "holy crap they're leaving" and I started to cry, right there in the middle of National airport clutching my green plaid pillow to my chest. I stood there for a long time, to make sure they all got through (which took a long ass time because of one of their suitcases) and when they rounded the corner to their gates I just turned and started walking down the main lobby to the metro station. I popped in my I-pod so I could at least have music to my pain and it felt like a scene from a movie or a music video. This lone girl in the lobby of National airport holding all these random bags walking away from the checkpoint blasting "Woke Up in a Car" by Something Corporate and "Iris" by Goo Goo Dolls. I must have been a pretty sorry sight - looking gross from staying up all night and then crying on top of it. Whatever there's nothing I could do to stop myself. I might never see those guys again! That's friggin sad! I'm going to have so many memories from this month I just wish it hadn't gone by so quickly. It feels like just yesterday I walked into my quintet for the first time and met my guys and realized what a kick ass summer this would be.
Now I'm just tired and depressed - I pulled an all-nighter for gosh sakes and I said goodbye to some really amazing people that I may never ever see again.
Some things I want to remember, for my good not really for anyone else:
- Andrew calling me "Genay" *now Forest Gump will make me reminisce*
- My quintet calling me "Dikeis Kahn" - awwwww sentimental
- The coooolest names I made up for things (ie V-Mont, Tehaians)
- Andrew and my early-morning Starbucks run and the most ridiculous converstaion in the world because we had both been awake for almost 24 hours and by then anything is funny
- "Singing in the Rain" re-enactment
- our roof-top baddities
- rice crispy treats
- Brian Flynn actually talking to me about comics
- David Miller ("come on, come on, come on" and "oh really you think so")
- my bag lady scenario after 0 hours of sleep
- Dance parties whenever there's music playing
- Watching movies backstage for every dress rehearsal and concert while everyone is working their butts off on stage - HA
- Me losing in Halo so baldy that I died 10 times in a row and killed myself by accident. Damn.
I'm sure I'll think of more things later. Right now I want to wallow in my sorrow and maybe sleep some too.
Man I wish they didn't have to leave.