Showing posts with label taft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label taft. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

random night.

i'm sitting here in good ol' taft. jeff and i are taking an IQ test online while listening to some music that his band recorded a few weeks ago. tonight has been pretty awesome. it started with drumline and then a murble run. followed by my dawn defeo interview for the final paper in feature writing and some other writing on my intercultural communications paper. all in all, very productive.

tonight's awesomeness came out of nothing, really. it has made me realize that life really is what you make it. if you go in optimistic, then you are going to come out on top. if you go in with God, there is no way you are going to fail. this amazing outlook on life is making me far less stressed about the future, which is something i desperately needed. my dad and i had a good chat today about the future following graduation for me, and it made me nervous about the next chapter in my life. now, i think i'll be ok.

that God for cool little brothers who don't mind spending an evening with their not so cool older sisters.

Friday, September 5, 2008

small town.

Tonight is the first TUHS home football game of the 2008 season. I know that I have to get there during the JV game, or sit with the band, because there is no other way I will have a seat in the stands. I guess there really isn't a bother though, because everyone in Taft has their own seats, where they and their family sit every year. There is just something about small towns that rallies us around our high school sports teams. Even though I have moved away, I live close enough that I would not miss this event for anything. In fact, one of my closest friends is having her birthday party tonight, and I am missing most of it to be with my home town in the crowd to cheer on the Wildcats.

I am looking forward to many rituals that come with these home games. The "Cat Scratch Fever" kick-off song; every person on their feet for extra points after every touchdown while the band plays the fight song. Gary Reene and Greg Davis announcing all the play-by-play action from the press box. The amazing Tri-Tip sandwiches and Frito Boats from the snack bar. The rivalry between the cheerleaders and band...how fast can the band play "The Indian Song" and the cheerleaders still keep up with their dancing?! And, of course, the ending of the game with the Alma Matar. Also, being that I am a alumnus of the TUHS Marching Wildcat Band, I live for half-time and the field show. Tonight is extra special due to the memorial black arm sashes that the band will be wearing for my uncle who passed away last week.

Oh, small towns and high school football. Nothing is better...