Christmas break

You'd think that a break would be relaxing, right?
Well, on Friday, after school, I had to rush to get ready for a party, and then had the party, which lasted until 11am the next day...then I had to rush to go to a rehearsal with my (pathetic) church orchestra. And then there was another party after that, with my mom's side of the family...

Actually, before the party with my mom's side of the family, we went out to eat with my dad's side of the family....I don't get it...every event, such as Christmas or thanksgiving, in which most of the family comes over, we always have to go out to eat twice...sigh...except we passed on the second one...so yah...

Well, the next day...was Sunday...so we went to church, came back, and I watched as my pitiful brothers took an HOUR to wrap ONE PRESENT EACH!! GAHHH!! Ok...

Then we had the party with my dads side of the family, a crazy four uncles and two aunts. One uncle didn't come though...

This year we have had three boys born into my dad's side of the family, and their names all start with "a". They call them the dragon babies. I just call them the babies that took up half the rooms in my house...

Hmm...monday, christmas eve...we cleaned...and cleaned...and we also messed around with our christmas presents. Watercolor pencils are fun...we also went to the 4pm mass, where my brother and I played with the orchestra. Really, really pitiful orchestra...the clarinet next to me didn't play w single note that sounded good. In the middle, EASIEST, octave to get out (my teacher calls it the throat tones), every note was VERY, VERY airy. And when she tried to go over the break (if you want this explained, ask someone holding a clarinet) you only heard air...lots and lots of air...the other clarinet was good, for an eighth grader...

The violin was way too timid. He also did vibrato on EVERYTHING, so sometimes, the only sounds you could hear from him were there weird, scattered notes, because the vibrato broke up each of his quiet notes so much that the sound was only heard sometimes...however you write that....

And his brother looks like vivi's love<3 except with brown hair...

Besides me, the two clarinets, the violin and the cello, there was also another cello, what I think was a viola, a flute, a trombone, and my brother, who's a French horn. Of course, for y'all non-band geeks, we're not literally our instrument, just saying...it's just a lot easier to say "clarinet" or "flute" than "clarinetist" or "flutist/flautist"

Anyways, Christmas day, we woke up, opened some presents...oh yeah, after the mass on Monday, I visited my friends, who were having a party down the street. I learned I like plain avocados, and not my mom's...yah...so I had an urge to eat avocados throughout the night...when I went home, I packed for my upcoming trip...

Back to Christmas day. After opening presents, I stuffed the rest of my stuff I'm my bag and went to the airport. Then I took a four hour flight to Newark airport, in new york, new jersey, or the border of the two...I don't know exactly...I then waited for two hours to take a 34 minute (34!! ...) plane ride to Logan international airport. Now I'm in Boston...goody for me...

I'll comment on my insights throughout the trip here in the next post...this ones getting pretty long...