And the end approaches
This week signals the end of many things. The November 1 deadline for many college applications is upon us. The final contest of our competitive season is also today. The final football game was last night, on Halloween.
I came home and finished my costume after school. What was I, do you ask? I was a giant Nathan. I now know what it’s like to be Mr. Hunter, since I couldn’t see my feet for the whole night. Of course, everyone seemed to love my costume. So many people took pictures that it’s not even funny anymore. There were several great costumes there. Robert was the Energizer Bunny. I was, of course, a Nathan. Ben Roe was a member of Eagle Club, with the questionable beverage headgear. Conrad was one of the Blue Men from the Blue Men Group. Someone was a piece of Bazooka bubble gum (Susan Melton, I think). And of course, Dena and Christine went as Mr. Pellas and Mr. Hunter, respectively. Those were the more notable costumes for the night. I’m forgetting one though. The “best costume” contest came down to Conrad and me, and it was declared a tie. Though I think I should have won for pure band geekiness.
The Nathan, though just a simple piece of cloth and two hula hoops, was surprisingly warm. I was fine, though everyone else kept complaining of the cold. The best part was that my instrument was inside the costume, so you couldn’t even see when I was playing! I didn’t fall over during the show, which made me (and the real Mr. Pellas) happy, since everyone expected my gigantic costume to be a problem.
Before the game, I did a salute with a lot of people—Emily, Alison, Caitlin, Robert, Will, Liz, Andy, Becca, and me. It was a “wave” sort of deal, so it seemed to go over well. I haven’t seen it yet, but I think tonight was just wonderful. I liked getting to do it in uniform, so the dignity was not tarnished by the silliness of Halloween costumes. And changing out of my uniform into my costume and then coming outside was truly priceless.
I was, obviously, on the raw end of several Nathan Swig jokes, among other things. But it was all a lot of fun. Especially seeing me try to eat with that thing on… interesting times. If you hadn’t heard of it, Mr. Hunter seems to harrass girls a lot. For example, tonight, he “milked” one of the girls who dressed up as a cow. And in the past, he has poured his water onto girls while standing at attention, and repeatedly uttered the phrase “Does that feel better?” (I think that’s it, at least…). Anyway, so while we were exiting the stadium after the game, Will, Christine and I all walked up to Mr. Hunter and squirted him with me. It was quite interesting, and ironic.
Then we went to Ivey’s house, and watched part of Halloween (the movie), but most of us bugged out early for time/sleep reasons. I did, but sadly I’m still here writing. I’ve also started harassing Will about how he harasses me, since the reasons are now common knowledge to the parties involved. No more on that, but it made for an interesting evening of conversation.
I wish I could just bottle tonight up, put a cork on it, and keep it in my mind forever, as it is now. It was an absolutely incredible way to end the football season, and I could truly have wished for no more. I am both extremely happy, yet very distraught—this is the first joyous end that I will miss painfully for the rest of this year, and far into the future.
Thank you, to everyone in marching band, for making the entire season, and especially tonight, so wonderfully enjoyable for me. I’ll never forget it. The engraved memories of a day can be worth more than the sum experience of many years. Today was one of those days.
As a senior, this year is going to be defined by the amalgamation of many bittersweet memories, which the sugar of memory will eventually sweeten beyond their true worth. But the ability to have such memories that will become but sweeter is truly priceless. I am glad I have lived my life this way, for I would hate to have missed out on the joy of tonight.
Even if some things don’t work out as I hope, memories such as tonights will probably soon overwhelm the bitter memories of this year, whether they are from failure or separation. If things do work out as I hope, then tonight’s memory is just another to add to the stack of memories I wish to endure forever… in both my memory and everyone else’s. For those of you who understand what I’m trying to say, I hope you truly do understand. For everyone else, just take this as a view of my feelings after tonight. I am extremely happy.
Thank you all, so very much!