There are only nine people on HSB at 8:30 in the morning. Who knew?
Yesterday, the marching band was in the state fair parade, and then we went to the band shell competition at, well, the state fair. You don't get to find out how we did until the end of the post, though, so be patient and read the whole thing.
We loaded up the truck with all of our equipment on Friday afternoon. It took us FOREVER. Then we bussed down to Pueblo(where the state fair was) and ate pizza. Then we had a pool party, during which I almost drowned, because I jumped in where it said five feet, and I'm five four, so I thought I'd be okay, but I forgot to breathe before I jumped in, and I breathed in a bunch of water instead and then I started freaking out, which is not a good thing to do when you're drowning, and then Chris was like 'you okay?' and I was shook my head and he and Mackenzie dragged me over to shallower water. So yeah, other than the near-death experience, it was great. That pool has A LOT of chlorine in it, by the way. Y'know, in case you needed to know that.
Then the pool closed and me and Mackenzie and Julia(she plays trumpet) were the last ones out. Then we went and changed into dry stuff, then we went outside because it was nice out and we were bored, and everybody was playing football, and Ethan found a beetle and I was trying to pick it up, and everybody was like, 'oh yeah, that's the kind that bites,' or, 'that one's a stinkbug'. So I finally caught the beetle, and I got bored of carrying it around, so I started offering it to people, and Trey was like, 'Free beetle? I'll take it.' And then he tried to drop it down my back, but he lost the beetle before he could.
Then Justin and Caleb and Danielle and Lauren and I hung out in the band room for a while(we were staying in Pueblo County HS overnight, so we could get an early start the next morning). It's like a shrine in there. I mean, like trophies, from wall to wall, and hanging from the ceiling. It was amazing. There's also a hangout place towards the back of the band room, with couches and stuff. Caleb and Danielle sat on one couch, and Justin sat down on another one, and you know how sometimes you lean over the arm of the couch()even though your mom tells you not to) and end up laying down? I did that. On top of Justin. Then I made Lauren sit down and be my pillow. Then she got bored and layed down on the back of the couch with her head on Justin's shoulder (yep. Justin got squished), and we made Ethan (not the one I dated) be my pillow. Then I realized my hair was still wet from the pool party and I was told Ethan he was going to have a wet spot on his lap from my hair and people were going to think he wet his pants. Then we had to go to the gym for bedtime.
Bedtime was....well, bedtime. They all had to turn their cell phones in and several people didn't. I know Mackenzie and Mikayla(sp?) didn't. And I'm starting to think I might have to break this post up into smaller posts, because the first four hours are taking up and entire page on here, and nobody really wants to read more than that at one time. So you'll have to wait to hear if and what we won.
~Faith
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Alrighty then. Let me try to sum up what's been going on since the last time I blogged. When was the last time I blogged?? I don't remember either. *looks it up*
Oh.
Oops.
Sorry about that. That was a long time ago. Anyway this is what's shaking in the Rockies.
I joined the marching band(more on that later)
I'm getting my organ lessons.
My big sister moved out(finally)
We buried my grandpa's ashes in Missouri, next to his brother...or close to his brother...or something.
In order of importance and...well...the order I thought them in. Maybe I should keep more up to date with this stuff, but I'm busy. I don't know if anyone even reads this anymore.
Anywho. About marching band. I play in the pit, which basically means I play all the stuff you can't march around on the field with. Example: the marimba. And the gong. Can you imagine a marching gong? What a pain to haul around. I joined marching band because my friend Noel and the band director, Mr. Bell talked me into it. Plus there was this cute guy. Tuba player, very tall, kinda nerdy. So I joined the pit, where I met drumline. Drumline consists of two tenors(aka quads) three(somtimes four) snares, and four bass drums. The tenors are Travis and Kody-Travis is THE cutest guy in band and I personally think he looks like a greek god. He is also percussion leader, meaning he gets to boss us around whenever Todd or Mr. Bell isn't around. The snares are Trey, Keith, and Clint. Trey is head of the snares, Keith is...well...Keith, and Clint has amazing two-tone hair. The basses are Caleb, Scottie, Justin, and Corey. I don't really have a lot to say about any of them. not that I don't like them-I give Justin a hug every day-I just don't know them as well as I know the others.
In pit we have junior Mackenzie(our fearless leader), senior Mary, freshie Mike, and seventh grader Chris. Chris also plays with the snares occasionally. Oh, and senior me.
So, I joined marching band for a guy. Yeah, whatever, it's still really fun. And there's plenty of drama to go around. Last year, Trey and Allie(she plays flute) were dating, and Ethan(that tuba I told you about earlier) liked Allie. Trey and Allie broke up over the summer, and Ethan didn't find out until he was going out with me. Well, he dumped me so he could date Allie, and I was okay with it because Clint was kind of flirting with me at the time. Then Ethan and Allie broke up, because apparently it was 'awkward' (I thought anytime you started dating someone, it was awkward, but whatever) and Clint decided HE liked Allie. And now Allie's checking Trey out again, and Ethan's dating Mikayla(sp?) the clarinetist (there's also a trumpetist named Mikayla), which is a whole different story that I'm kind of scared to find out, and Clint's ignoring me, and I'm ignoring him. AND it's only the third week since school started.
This is getting waaaay too long, so I'm gonna cut it off here and get back to you when I can.
~Dream big or you'll never get anywhere~
Faith
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Before you say goodbye and leave behind....
please don't walk out that door
darling think twice before you do.....
let your heart make the choice
Remember our sweet nights
playing stories of delight
throwing those memories we made
locking it in the attic to fade
Before you say your last goodbye, and break my heart
and you will tear our moments apart
ask yourself what you want,do I want this
you and I had something,will I miss that kiss
Don't bring distance to our eyes
my flowers in the garden will die
Before you push me away, and my hands that clutch
ask..can I forget this back with a touch
Look back through the years
of how we hold each other dear
a life without you is miserable
to walk away from our love is unable
Don't banish our beautiful life
And leave me alone with strife
For my soul knows only you
You leaving me in this world lonely and blu
-Jester Dutcher,2009
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how old is your dad's oldest brother's oldest child? idk...
what did you get your oldest brother/sister for his/her birthday? Nothing...he's in Korea, so it's kind of hard to give him stuff...
did you brush your hair this morning? Yep and stuck it in a ponytail
when you open your eyes in the morning what do you see? My ceiling
have you ever given to "Locks of Love"? Nope
what size shoe do you wear? Depends on the shoe. Anywhere from 7-8
what is the last letter in your middle name? H
are you wairing any finger-nail polish? No...I keep meaning to paint them, but I never get around to it..
what 4 people will you tag?
The first four to say they want it.
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