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Last night, Trey Ossenfort joined our MYF praise band. I had no idea that he could play guitar, drums, and sing. I mean, he's no Dave Grohl, but he really is good! Anyway, we performed pretty well last night with him on drums, which is good because a lot of people showed up for youth group.

For some reason, his joining the band has really gotten me pumped up about praise band. I had a meeting with everybody in the band after MYF and we talked about how we all wanted to stop being mediocre and start really being good. So, we have agreed to start practicing thirty minutes earlier every Sunday, and we'll probably do some additional practices periodically.

Additionally, we are going to start playing more secular music with Christian undertones, so that the youth group can better relate to the songs. Next time we play, we're going to do Radioactive by Kings of Leon, and then Trey and I are going to do a duet of the General by Dispatch. If you look hard at the lyrics of those songs, you can see that they could be interpreted having a Christian meaning. I might throw another song in there, but I'm not sure yet.

I am just so fired up about music right now. I spent the last hour and a half arranging Radioactive. I really hope it sounds good!

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Ah, I post this in a hurry as I need to finish studying for my Spanish test before I go to sleep tonight. It seems like my schedule is getting more and more relaxed, but it feels busier because I fill my day with useless timewasters, namely facebook. Today I made a pledge to only log on facebook once a day for the rest of the semester. I think it will be good for me. I still haven't used my facebook log-in for the day, and I feel good.

This afternoon I parked cars for the Kiwanis club at the fair, and I had a great conversation with Chris Gerhart. He always automatically makes me feel happy when I'm around him. I love people like that. On another note, I can't wait for "Rock the Rams" day tomorrow. I bought myself an AC/DC shirt, and I am ready to go!

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Tonight is senior night. It is the last regular season home game of my high school career. I know that I should feel sad or something, but I just don't. Maybe it's because it still hasn't registered that I'm going to graduate in May and leave Andalusia, thus becoming an adult...Or maybe I'm just so used to leaving Andalusia that I'm not depressed or scared about what will happen when I do graduate. It's not that I'm wishing away my last year of high school; I'm enjoying it immensely, actually. College just seems so close that I almost feel numb to the pre-nostalgia of senior year. It doesn't affect me when people say "Aw, dang guys, It's our last band competition," and "Aw, six and a half months from today will be our last break outside." It's useless to think like that. We can't stop time. It's impossible. We are all meant to move on, meet new people, follow our adult dreams, and when chance allows, reunite and catch up. We're going to go to college or get a job, get married or live it up single, have children or not...it's beautiful because after May 27th this year, those choices will be ours to make. So I will enjoy my senior year, untainted by dread and sadness. I will relish in all the "first lasts." I will not fear the end of my childhood. I will treat my senior year this way simply because that is how life is supposed to be lived.

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Gosh, this blog is cutting it close to being on time; mostly because this week has been SOOO busy. It's only going to get worse too. There are midterms going on and regular tests on top of that. We also have band practice after school until 6 tomorrow! . Geez, when is it going to end?! At least the Straughn game is coming up this Friday. I'm so excited for dress like a hick day. Really, I'm going to go all out. Everyone's saying we won't make it all the way in football, and I guess they're right. I still have hope, though. Oh, I got a new trombone last Saturday at the A-Town Band Invitational. It's a silver Blessing, and it's so beautifully shiny! I wonder if I'll miss not being in band when I go to college. Ah, speaking of college, my Texas application was sent off on Sunday. My fingers are crossed that they accept me. 122