It's been a hectic bunch of days. Mostly just yesterday, but there was some other stuff too. Monday was really the only normal day I had this week. (Normal meaning I got all homework done, and didn't have to go to school an hour or more early)
I blame it on the gingerbread. It's ridiculous, honestly. We had a gingerbread house challenge in cooking. We thought it was gonna be pretty easy and we fully intended to win by a wide margin. So I made a batch of dough and brought it in. And we baked it on Monday. Turned out, we had about half what we needed (only five of about 10 pounds) so I went home to make another batch, then went in early on Tuesday to bake it all. Turned out that was completely unnecessary, because that day in class was another day to bake. So we pretended instead. Anyway, long story short, EVrything went wrong. The dough didn't get brittle enough (it remained floppy throughout the entire week), the frosting took to long to set up, so the walls fell over and broke multiple times, the stained glass windows were a joke and didn't set up...
The list goes on and on. So Friday, we just winged it. Instead of the 20x20 inch mansion we had planned, we turned it into a trailer. Like a trailer park trailer. Yeah. it had a pond with fish in it, an indoor recliner sitting on the front porch, "Git 'er done" and "Larry's Pad" written on the roof in frosting and Red Hots...And of course, there was yellow snow, courtesy of my teammates. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves, and thought that there should be a "Worst in Class" award.
Wednesday, we had Chanson rehearsal, because of the concert on Thursday. So up an hour and a half early for that...Then I had to stick around after school to talk to Mrs. Beard about why my DBQ sucked so much. Talk about depressing. Now I just have to write another paragraph to prove that I get what she told me, which, just for the record, I'm not sure I do.
Thursday was definitely the most eventful. Left at 6:30 in the morning to sing at a breakfast for some club down at the Country Kitchen. It wouldn't have been worth it except that they treated us to breakfast. Yummy. Then, of course, we had the concerts that night, at 6 and 8. They went pretty well, but by the end of it, it was 9:30, my throat felt like it was full of cotton, and I still hadn't done my APUSH. I gave up at 10:30. Found out today that it wasn't really worth doing anyway, because we had a sub in that class who just talked about himself.
Today, there was no early morning (thank goodness). We got to critique our concert (we had to watch the whole thing over again. gah), and then fourth period, we got out 15 minutes into it to go sing. Again. But again, it was worth it. They had a whole bunch of food there for us. And then we finished about 11:50, so we skipped the last ten minutes of fourth and went to lunch early =). Seven of us went to Rose's pizza and had a pretty entertaining time. I was even pretty considerate and saved some of my breadsticks for Steph, but I kind of forgot them on top of the car when we drove off. Didn't realize it until we got to the train tracks, and by then they were long gone. I think they got left in the parking lot.
Sad day. They were pretty yummy.
I can't believe it's been a year.
Even when it all feels overwhelming you still have to go on.
I have tried to blog a few times and then see my lovely dads ...
7 years ago
1 comments:
Wish you had some pictures of your trailer. Sounds like something a proud parent might get choked up over. ;-)
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