Just got back from a school choir trip to San Francisco. And now I'm lookin at 2 WHOLE WEEKS without school. Holy crap. Life is ridiculously great right now. My expectations for this trip weren't that high. I mean, having been blessed to go on so many amazing crystal choir trips, how could this measly day and a half trip possibly compare? Also, I didn't have that many close friends in school choir like I did in crystal, so there wasn't anything I was super excited for or looking forward to. I was definitely proven wrong.
We had a 1 hour bus ride to San Francisco, that was pretty fun, jammin and DJing all the way there. We got there and had dinner at this random place that was definitely too expensive but pretty good. We saw a bunch of freakin talented street performers. That's what I love about the city. Sure it's more dangerous but there are so many talented and interesting people that life in the city never gets boring. I met this random old asian grandma. She was pretty cool, even though I didn't understand half of the words she was saying. It was fun to just wave to or talk to and meet random people. I could definitely tell that they thought I was freakin weird but you know what, I didn't even care. After dinner we went to see the music Wicked. Holy. Crap. The only I can describe it is.....shoot, I can't. It was amazing. It was magical. It made me wanna cry and shout and yell and jump around and cheer all at the same time. It gave me tingles and shivers all up and down my body like no other. It was definitely beyond surreal. The most phenomenal performance I've ever seen in my life.
After the amazing show, we made a midnight In n' Out run and made it back just in time for room check. I don't even really remember what happened at night. We had a conversation about typical guy stuff and apparently I fell asleep mid sentence and started snoring. The next day was breakfast, pack, and off to hotels to carol. Our first performance was straight up awful. It was embarrassing. We were all pretty exhausted and felt like crashing. But after some lunch and a break, we picked it up and destroyed our next performance. During our next break we spent about an hour in this electronics shop with massaging devices of every possible type. Chairs, foot massagers, handhelds, and even this freakin helmet that was the most retarded looking thing ever. It didn't even work. All it did was squeeze your head. After that I definitely felt hecka relaxed. Time well spent. We went to the hotel for our final performance and then went outside to wait for our buses. Then we started a small jam session. At least it started out as a small one, 3 people. Then as we sang more and more songs and people grew more and more comfortable with just singin out, we had at least 25 people all jammin to the likes of 'Watchu Say' by Jason DeRulo and 'Down' by Jay Sean. It was a great feeling, just shouting familiar songs and not even caring what the strangers around us thought. Tons of fun. Before I knew it I was back home. Even though it was only a day and a half, the trip was definitely one of the more fun ones I've been on. It felt like at least 4 days. I'm stoked for mini tour, if my parents let me go. That'll be sick.
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