A beginning to the end.

So as emo burrito this blog sounds, it needs to be said.

Mainstage 2009 was amazing. My dreams came true in many different ways. I've learned so much over the years, it was my turn to take my last bow at the PAC, and now I'm up to step off the stage, up to step down.

It hits. The feeling of accomplishment and nostalgia. At the same time. Just another faucet of Life I guess, but a reoccurring event seems to be "Hold Tight, then Let Go".

The process sucks, I don't find it enjoyable - beneficial, of course yes. But still Time must move forwards. I must do the same as time.

I savored it. Held on to as much as I could of living in the moment. And to be honest, it hurts more, when you hold on to something so tight although you know you must let it go eventually. So, to wrap it up, the past everything leading up to Mainstage was a process I didn't enjoy, meaning to say I loved everything about the Mainstage and getting ready for it and all, but the thought of holding on to it so tight to let it go, ripped right from you, sucks.

But that just means this process has been really, more beneficial.

When I savored it all, cherished all the moments, I did everything I know I could have done to make sure in the future I wouldn't reminisce in angst, but instead in being proud. And that makes all the difference.

Mainstage was pretty sick, if you missed out, sorry but we tore it a part the best we can. And it turned out great.

Thanks God for the last four years. Dream come true.