Nostalgic?

It's been kind of...a guess nostalgic is the best way to describe today. I missed musical for the first time. I couldn't concentrate on the music as well today because I was watching the musical with a twinge of sadness. I was just thinking about Seussical, and then Oliver and finally Beauty and the Beast. I miss being part of the cast. Pit is more professional and...I guess more professional is just the way to describe it. I went into the changing room the last two days to feel like I was part of the cast again and it felt great until I left. Boxer runs were great. I really miss drama class too. It's weird because I've never missed these things before. Except Seussical. I'll always miss that a little. Meh.

I've been reading the copy of Once a Runner Loughran let me borrow during most of my free time today and it's made me really think about running too. I've been running a damn long time. It's been a dominant part of my high school life. And I really miss cross country. Track is cool, but it's not the same.

I don't miss high school it self at all. Just the good experiences I've had. If I go to JMU I'm going to really miss running. I really think Mary Washington is where I'll feel best. I still need to visit it to see if that's true. But I want to get back into acting and singing. I want to take composition and theory, I want to run.

Ughhh! I really miss...stuff right now. It's kind of a foreign feeling to me around high school. I've never really missed anything about high school. I missed camp a lot when I left, but it was different.

Hm.

I'm going to go play some guitar.

Emory and Henry

I'm a little confused. I got home from pit today and my mom told me to take a look at a letter from Emory and Henry on the table. The letter informed me that I had been accepted into their college and they were looking forward to seeing me on one of their prospective student days. I didn't even complete my app. I just checked it. It's still incomplete. Yet they sent me a letter saying it was complete. I guess it feels pretty good that I got into a school I didn't even finish applying to.

Pit was ok today. My fingers are legit bleeding though. It's a good thing I have a set of new strings cause mine are dead.

I really need to get off blogger and do my homework, but if senioritis hadn't kicked in a little while ago it sure has now. But I'm going to write my paper anyway.

Good Rehearsal.

Pit went well today for me. Like really well. I think having a drummer really helps. Or maybe all my practicing is just paying off finally. My hands are pretty sore though. Not even my finger tips, just my hands in general.

I don't know why, but I've never done well in early morning practices. My muscles and lungs just aren't awake yet. I died pretty hard this morning. When we started running, I could barely see anything because it was snowing so hard but when I came back the sun was in my eyes and all the snow plastered on me melted.

Anyway. I'm going to go read in bed now.

Now I'm

Exhausted. It took two days to do it. At least we have tomorrow off from pit. My leg is starting to really hurt me. I stood up to go get my meager snack during pit and I could barely walk until the muscle stretched out a bit. I really need to fix it somehow. It's only slowing me down a little bit at least. The only thing slowing me down is exhaustion.

Speaking of exhaustion. I'm going to go read it bed, or more likely hang out with Joy.

Good night.

First Really Long Day

It was stressful, but ok overall I guess. Track practice was pretty cool. 10 400's at like...around mile pace. I must not have stretched well enough or something because when I started lugging amps around for pit practice a muscle in my leg started really hurting. It feels like a pulled muscle and it's really swollen. I'm icing it though so it should be fine.

Pit was weird. I got rearranged so I had to learn to listen to different people. I'm used to listening to David for the off beats, but he's on the other side of the pit now. I pretty much didn't talk. I looked pretty miserable, but I was fine. Just tired. I am really tired.

Not much else to say.