Wins, Losses, and Bandapalooza

First off, hey guys! I know I promised a video of me riding, but as mentioned in an earlier post, I lost my video camera, and I still can’t find it. I’m going with the theory that it vanished off the face of this Earth. I apologize.

Bandapalooza

Before I start on this, I’m not even going to try to explain the amount of chaos in this.

Bandapalooza is a giant band concert our band system does, and it starts off with the best band, and we keep adding the bands in until sixth grade. By the time the sixth graders get on, we have like 300 people on stage. It’s a blast. Our song, Gathering of the Ranks of Hebron, I thought, went pretty well. It sounded really good with two bands, instead of just one. I couldn’t hear the Wind Ensemble’s song because Symphonic Band was waiting in the back hallway behind the backstage, and let’s just say, if there were a competition to see how quiet a group of 44 people could be, and 101 groups entered the contest, we would be ranked 102. 

Then the Eighth Grade band got on, and they were pretty good. So all three good bands playing together, it’s pretty magestical. This would be considered a win. Then things went downhill after the second Seventh Grade song. None of us were used to playing in a group of 220 people, so playing just ended up being mass chaos. This would not be considered a win.

Sorry bad quality, but this is us

Other wins

Riding outside in February: My ex racehorse has only one speed (I’m-going-so-fast-that-I-just-cut-off-four-different-people-and-my-poor-rider-is-apologizing-to-every-single-one-of-those-slowpokes-she-doesn’t-understand-the-need-for-speed) and he’s much easier to control when theres actually space. 

Not failing my science test: After Bandapalooza, I had to come home and study for a Biology test the first thing in the morning. I took the test, and it didn’t end up being an epic fail. Well, actually, who knows?

Losses

Losing my video camera, leaving my coat in a friend's car, and playing one of the worst solos I have played in my life.

Basically

Losing the state championship hockey game: What else is there to say besides it was a really good and intense game? But we lost. I mean we did go into the third overtime, but we lost in the first minute of it. Everyone was surrounded by our goal, and the goalie lost sight of the puck for less than half the second. Once he found it, you can guess where it was. In the fine netting of our goal. It was really quite disappointing, but good job Park City! It was close and we played well. Until the very end. But we can forget that.

Mayo is from our hockey team

Sore Throats and Snooze Buttons

I've been really stressed lately and one night pushed me over the edge so now I am sick. Like I have one of those colds where it feels like your head is about to explode because of the pressure, where your throat feels like someone is dragging a dagger down the middle of it, you can't breathe hardly at all because your nose and throat is blocked up, and where it feels like your whole skeletal system might just collapse into powder because your own weight is too much. Anyone know the feeling? Most of  you probably do. Let's just say a few mornings this week I managed getting out of bed at the fourth time of my alarm clock ringing, but one morning I think I broke my alarm clock by hitting the snooze button too many times that I just stayed home.

Yep, this is my week in a nutshell.

As well as being sick, let's just say a few of my teachers have given us maybe a little more work than we bargained for. I mean, from the tests, essays, science fairs, math finals, makeups, and missing out on the barn, I'm done with this week.

During French class, my teacher sent me outside because I was feeling so awful. I felt so bad so I was thankful that I was released but I almost started crying in front of the class. And I didn't even know why. I mean I was really miserable, but not that miserable to start crying in front of a bunch of guys. Like, c'mon Pauline! Really?

Tonight, on a completely different topic, was amazing! And then I had to write an essay. Tonight was the Sweetheart Gala which is a fundraiser for Park City Bands and the Varsity Jazz Band plays three hours of music while anyone who buys a ticket enjoys the night. All of the band kids work the program, and we cater to the people so they have a wonderful night of food, socializing, music, and dancing. It's also a blast for us kids! Any of you fellow band kids would know! ;) I will go more into this later, as well as my thoughts on Valentine's Day, more school complaints, new ways to describe the taste of cold medicine, and more! Sorry for such a boring and informative blog post (I was totally crunched for time), I will try to keep these to a minimum! Night, y'all!

Lame

Quarter three is a rough one and I've been feeling a little hopeless, so these are a few really lame things that are adding to my hopelessness:

Homework

Yes, any student can agree with me, and probably even a few teachers would too. It’s just repetition and busy work (yeah, like that’s what we need). It's boring, time consuming, stressful, pointless for learning, easily lost, and maybe at the end of a rough day, I don't want to have to do 50 more of the same math problems when I already spent a solid hour and a half on them earlier in the day! What else can I say, other than, it's lame.

"Do you care about the algebra of parallelograms?" "Not really...."

Forgetfulness

I just lost another hat and wallet, and I just lost my video camera. This is so incredibly annoying because then I get really frustrated with myself, which just makes my mind freeze up more, and I lose more stuff. It’s a vicious cycle.

Homework

Oh wait, I already did this one, but I just needed to make sure I got my point across. Homework becomes your social life because it's like, "Hey! You're lonely and I've taken your friends away, so now you can start talking to yourself because I keep psychologists in business!" Homework is the jealous type.

Science Fairs

Nothing’s really working out right now in my science fair, so you know what, I’ll be happy when it’s over.

I'm afraid of our project turning out like this

Riding the Bus

Unless you drive or have always been driven to school, I think all of you have ridden the struggle bus with me. It's 6:30 in the morning, you're standing out in the cold, and the bus comes ten minutes late. THEN they ask for you stupid bus pass, which you don't have. As a result, the bus driver tells you a lame excuse of why you need your bus pass and every part of you is desperately pleading to scream, "Well I'd probably be more inclined to get a bus pass if you'd actually PICK US UP WHEN YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO COUGH COUGH!" I had a rough morning if you couldn't tell.

"You can't get on without your bus pass." "Well, watch me!"

My horse

Not in the way you think I'm saying. Lame is also the word you use when a horse hurt one of his legs. And my horse insists on playing on the ice even though it makes him either fall over and bruise a hip, or twist an ankle. So yay, we've only jumped about three times in the last two months.

Walking

I'm just lazy like that. My classes are spread out in between two schools so that means I have to walk in the frigid snowing weather everyday back and forth between classes. Again, anyone at my school knows the problem. They're riding the struggle bus with me. Except there isn't a bus. And we have to walk.

For those of you who aren't clumsy, you will never understand the pure joy of this

Butterfingers

Hey guys! If you read the title (which I am expecting you did, because that would just be silly not to read a title), sorry, this post isn't about my favorite candy, which by the way, is swedish fish.

The reason the title is what it is, is because that's the only way I could describe the varsity girls' team tonight. Butterfingers. Normally we’re not that bad (I don't think we could be necessarily called good...) but tonight was just a fail. A big fat one.

Pause

I play in pep band, and it's absolutely a blast. We get the game 10 times more riled up than it ever would be with just basketball, and we encourage some... Uhhhh... Not-so-friendly confrontations with the other team. But yay! We get the people to focus more on us than they were focusing on the game! One point to the Park City pep band! Anyways, we watch the whole game, and provide the real entertainment.

This would be us, except we had a lot less people

Un-pause

Since we were up in a loft watching the game, we had a nice easy view of the whole court. So basically, we had our losing team up in lights being displayed very nicely for us. How thoughtful. Plus, barely any people come to see the girls’ games, so it’s almost depressing.

Mmmhmmm, yeah no.

You think it would be easy to always play and sound happy, but playing for a hopeless cause game, it's very draining, it's more like a chore, and there isn't nearly as much energy behind it as there should be. On the girls' team, everyone just had butterfingers (thanks Amelia and Morgan for the term ;) ). They always lost the ball, couldn’t make any free throws, their defense wasn’t prime, and to top it all off, the other team was having a really good night.

Well we lost that game by I think at least  28-44 (or something like that. I stopped paying attention and I don’t remember the score, I just know it was in that range and we were losing badly).

When it came time for the boys' varsity team, well that was a blast! The team was so pumped when the first quarter started, that we couldn't help but play stronger than before. Plus they had tons of people show up too, which helps. The game was really intense and everyone was riled up. In the fourth quarter of that game,  the lead switched teams, and within the last two minutes, we got up one, and we held it the rest of the game. 

Very intense game, with lot's of this

You can imagine the screaming, stupid uncalled for moves by the players, fouls, sore throats, and angry coaches and refs.  Basketball games are fun. Especially when you’re in pep band. Yay band!

We saw this a lot too

Crazy Things I've Come to Love

Well first of all, long time no see! Sorry I haven't blogged in a while!  I have been super duper busy, but also I've been really lazy and only doing the absolute necessary things: sleep, eat, school, ride, music, and fit homework into all of it. Basically, my excuse for not blogging is that I have been a busy couch potato. I have not blogged in more than a month because I have been too busy being an oxymoron.

Any who, if you read the title you should know what I am about to fill your brain with for the next ten minutes. By the way you should watch How I Met Your Mother.  Funny story, I watched a full season and a half in one day. 

My Friends

I've always loved my friends, but they are crazy. The world has conspired against us, and made sure we either have one or zero classes with each other, and totally opposite lunch schedules. Thank you, whoever decided we did not get to see each other! I really enjoy not seeing the people I actually like to put up with (all said very sarcastically). Between the puns we began to put up with and now love dearly, the strange sneezes and loud voices, the over-organization, the crazy competitiveness, the uptightness with school, and the obsessions over different people, this is what brings all of us together. Most people probably think we’re pretty dang annoying.

Horses

They’ve either given me a life, or taken one away from me (that would be a social life they took away) depending on how you think about it. They are my life and I can communicate with them better than I can communicate with humans. That might not be saying too much because half the time I don't even make sense to myself...

Right after a workout

The amount of fabulous in this picture is unbelievable

Bipolar Chihuahuas

My friend has this Chihuahua, and let me tell you, that dog is the definition of evil (at first). But now, two years later after we first met, I love that dog, and today was a huge milestone; he let me pick him up! Then later, he wouldn't let me touch him. And now, as I'm writing this, he's playing with my socks (ADORABLE).

Tak the Chihuahua

Mexican Food

I was a messed up child, and I didn’t like Mexican food when I was little. But now, OMG, it’s the bomb.com! Delicious!!! Fabulous! Heaven food on earth. It's like culture, yumminess, and a salsa dance all inside your mouth.

Memory Foam

I cannot live without my mattress. It’s absolutely amazing, so in the mornings I say, “Five more minutes,” then I get up 20 minutes later than I needed to. Nothing good happens after that (messed up makeup, uncoordinated outfit, that really important piece of paper needed for English, yup, that's on my bedside table). Maybe it's called memory foam because when you sink into its lovely, evil fingers, it steals your memory.