You may have noticed that I changed the look of my blog. I decided that the old one was just a little dark and depressing. The new one is much more pleasing to the eye. And it's more summery!
So, a week or so ago I went to Washington DC with our high school marching band. I can't decide if it was really fun or not yet. I mean, it was fun. But it was also kind of awful at the same time, if you know what I mean. Over to the right is a picture of our band performing. Yup, we're a little band. But I think that's what makes it so fun. We're all pretty close. It's more like having another group of siblings than being in a band with other students. Anyway, we performed on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial. It was pretty awesome. But also very hot! The sun was coming up and we were all dying. But no biggy. We saw lots of monuments/memorials while we were there. I can't quite remember all the names and all the facts, because we jampacked to much history into three days. Now, normally, I like history. It's actually interesting to me. However, when its all thrown at me at such a fast pace while I'm tired and my feet hurt...not so much. One thing I did learn on the trip wasn't about history. It was about myself. I used to have a huuuge temper. It was bad. I'm sure almost everyone hated me in elementary school. I seriously was a terrible child. I don't know how I had any friends. Although, for most of it, I only really had one friend. Anyway, I discovered that I could keep my mouth shut when confined with people that were grating on my nerves. Three days and I only really got mad at anyone once! And in my defense, I was trying to watch Les Miserables and there were a few people who were being obnoxiously loud and rude. When people get between me and Les Miserables, I am not a very happy person. Although, once I heard
Do You Hear the People Sing? I was a bit happier. So the point of all this is basically a realization that I am such a different person than when I started this blog last year. And I like the new me better.
So, a week or so ago I went to Washington DC with our high school marching band. I can't decide if it was really fun or not yet. I mean, it was fun. But it was also kind of awful at the same time, if you know what I mean. Over to the right is a picture of our band performing. Yup, we're a little band. But I think that's what makes it so fun. We're all pretty close. It's more like having another group of siblings than being in a band with other students. Anyway, we performed on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial. It was pretty awesome. But also very hot! The sun was coming up and we were all dying. But no biggy. We saw lots of monuments/memorials while we were there. I can't quite remember all the names and all the facts, because we jampacked to much history into three days. Now, normally, I like history. It's actually interesting to me. However, when its all thrown at me at such a fast pace while I'm tired and my feet hurt...not so much. One thing I did learn on the trip wasn't about history. It was about myself. I used to have a huuuge temper. It was bad. I'm sure almost everyone hated me in elementary school. I seriously was a terrible child. I don't know how I had any friends. Although, for most of it, I only really had one friend. Anyway, I discovered that I could keep my mouth shut when confined with people that were grating on my nerves. Three days and I only really got mad at anyone once! And in my defense, I was trying to watch Les Miserables and there were a few people who were being obnoxiously loud and rude. When people get between me and Les Miserables, I am not a very happy person. Although, once I heard Do You Hear the People Sing? I was a bit happier. So the point of all this is basically a realization that I am such a different person than when I started this blog last year. And I like the new me better.
