I began writing a blog a few days ago, as I do at the end of every year. For the past 3 years. A word comes to mind. Nostalgia. What is nostalgia? Well for one it is a noun, and it's definition is this. "a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one's life, to one's home or homeland, or to one's family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time."  This is only my second year in highschool but I'm already feeling a big punch of nostalgia. This year like I said in my previous blog had a lot of firsts. Like well, I made it into Madrigals. (Third times a charm.) I played a big role in the THS production of "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat." I met some great people, and became friends with alot of really cool people. I patched up some old relationships, and I destroyed some old relationships. I have a lot on my mind. A lot of people are leaving us again this year. Next year won't be the same. When a senior leaves it is not an isolated event. Seniors have been in the high school for a full 4 years. (With the few exceptions of people who have moved here.) They are so integrated into life by their fourth year in the school that when they leave, we all feel it. People like Taylor Davis, Emma Wilson, Lucas Snow, and many other amazing people love them hate them, I know you probably are losing someone this year that you are close too or you at least no someone who was a big part in something that you knew this school year. Choir isn't going to be the same without Taylor, Emma, and Lucas, and a few other great and amazing voices. I'm going to miss walking in and seeing Taylor do one of his Nixon impersonations, or when Emma and Taylor get into a little fake argument and scream out random things in the middle of choir. I'm going to miss the days in the musical when Lucas runs up to some random person grabs them by the nipple and starts making them scream like a little girl. So many faces that I've become so accustomed to seeing are leaving us. But in no way is a Seniors leaving just something that we can shrug off and think nothing of. When they leave, a bit of us leaves too. We have to fight and put that back together. Next year, me and a few others will no longer be freshmans, sophomores, or Juniors. We'll move on up. I'll become a Junior, and I'll be one step ever closer to that diploma and a future that's just as clouded as it is now, or maybe even more so.

Without further adu I can't end this blog without shouting out to some of the people who have made my life just a little bit happier, by just being there to help me when I'm down, or give me a pointer or two on how to do something or just one random thing or another.

Taylor Davis, Emma Wilson, Kendra Manning, and Lucas snow, you guys made Choir fun I may not have known you very well. But you guys did the most random of things in choir that just made everyone in the room laugh and just take a load off. I'm going to miss that, and I wish you all good luck on your journey's on into the new frontier. "To boldly go..."

Mr Garrett Wilson, you my friend made lunch, the musical, madrigals, and choir personally fun for myself. You always put up with my stupid rantings and me and Buddha's fights, and you even helped us make fun of Thad all the time. You are a great person, and I'm going to miss all the stupid things we've done in choir. It's not going to be the same without you buddy.

And Kenzie. I sort of knew you last year, but last year you were just the student director in the musical. You were an upperclassmen who just went under my radar. This year during the musical something amazing happened. If it weren't for Kori, I don't know where you and me would be by now. But I can't help but thank her for the happiness I've had for over the past month. If I were to die right now, I'd die happy. I've never been this happy in my entire life. No matter where the future takes us, a part of me will always be with you, and the same goes for you. You've made my days worth living. And each morning when I wake up all I see is your eyes, your faces. I live to breathe you in. You are like my ecstasy. You make me feel complete. You are amazing. I love you very much. I don't know but until I met you these words from Rent never made much sense to me. The living by the moment, and not caring what comes next and just going with the flow never made sense to me. Ever. But they do now. "No day but today."

There are other Seniors, that I am going to miss dearly. I'm sorry if I forgot you, but I'm in such a rush I'm on a flow just to outerspace, and I just want you guys to know that you all mean so very much to me.

And to those of you I am going to be seing next year that mean so very much to me. I just want to thank you for every little thing you've ever done for me. Every hello and goodbye we've shared, each and every late night we've stayed up talking about random things. Shooting people's feet with airsoft guns because they won't tell us something we want to know. Or making fun of random people just because we can. To you guys you guys are the icing to my cake. (even though the cake is a lie.) You guys are amazing.
(In no specific order) Taylor Gartshore, Aaron Gosnell, Cassie Burton, Trevor Hinton, Mareva Vaughan, Taylor Neal, B.J., Buddha, Corey McClure, Craig West, Chris Sylvester, Logan French, Bailey Roseberry, Jack Holloway, and so many many more that I just can't remember, because my mind is going on and on. If you and me hang out, are friends in any kind of way. Or we just plain love each other like family, or any some random thing. This message is for you. I couldn't make it without you guys.

And to this I say. Let's live today like tomorrows our last.