March, March, Marching Time!

Today I am actually going to write about Monday, even though it's Friday, but who cares! :-D

     On Monday, the band went to march in the Veterans Day parade! We were scheduled to leave at eight fifteen, before school started but the bus was late, like, really late, so we ended up leaving at  nine o'clock. We still made it to the parade, and in plenty of time, but just not as early as we were supposed to be. In all parades, I play the flute, because my band teacher doesn't want me to break my reeds, because they are really expensive, almost twenty dollars for one reed! Other reeds, like a clarinet reed, is only about two dollars, do you see the difference now? So, here I am, standing in a straight line forwards and sideways, in the frigid morning at nine thirty, when finally, we start to march. Basically that means, going the same speed, in line with the people around you, playing a song that is memorized over and over again, and yet the crazy people who do this are the band members. We actually do more waiting to do the parade than the actual parade. And at the end of the parade, we head over to a park, where they will announce the winners of the parade. Desert Hills Middle School, my school, got........ five out of six awards! That's the best the marching band has ever done! Wooh! Of course that meant we got first place, so another Wooh! :-D

 Maybe we can get all the awards next year!

"I have

chosen to be

happy

because it is

good for

my health." 

                            -Voltaire

Halloween Week

Okay, I know that it has been a week since I have wrote, so I am just going to give you details that I remember from Red Ribbon Week. 
   On Tuesday it was neon day, and I wore my neon-yellow trouble maker shirt along with electric blue gloves and earrings. 
   Wednesday was Halloween, and I dressed up as the same thing as last year. A Disco Queen I even had an afro! Apparently I looked like a Go-go girl, because of my boots though. Which, by the end of Halloween night, were literally killing my feet, because I walked around for almost two hours in really high heeled Go-go boots. Also, I went with Random! That's my friends nickname in her one class, so I call her that sometimes. I got a lot of candy, but not as much as my parents gave away, but we still had a whole bucket full of candy, so I am not complaining.
   Thursday was crazy sock day, and I just wore some casual clothes, and I borrowed some knee-high socks from my sister. 
   The theme for Friday was red, so I just wore a red shirt, but before fourth hour, I got checked out from school and went on a road trip! We went to see my grandparents and their dog up in Idaho. The ride wasn't fun, but once we got there it was all good. My mom, my sister and I went to see them because my grandparents dog had been ran over, and he broke his hip. He has to slide around in the kitchen on his two front feet, and when he has to go do his business, my grandma takes a sheet, and she puts it under his belly, so he can walk outside. He is starting to get better though. When we were there he walked four steps on all of his legs. All too soon though, we had to go back to St. George. Another ten hours in the car. Darn.

 I love you

more than

 the 80's loved

big hair

 Author's Note: I love the Eighties and stuff, so that's why I dressed up from that age.

Also, thank you Grandma, for joining my blog!