Aujourd'hui: Bon Voyage, Pas Vraiment.

It seems that I have not posted a blog for quite a while, and that is because since Friday, I have been living on a charter bus with 22 other teenagers, and 3 other adults. Chamber Choir, on Friday, first traveled to Fullerton College to perform in a jazz festival as a novice. To my surprise, I found quite a treasure...to me, at least. To Edward : "IT'S A FREAKING WASTE OF MONEY. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ACTUALLY GOT IT!" what.. is.. IT, you ask? It is a necklace.. with a teeny-tiny mini teensy FUNCTIONAL harmonica on it. MMHMM, you read me correctly, IT IS COMPLETELY FUNCTIONAL (complete meaning it can play from C to G, and that's enough for me). That night, we drove 2 hours, stopped in Santa Barbara, and ate. Then, we drove 3 more hours (we, ultimately meaning the bus driver, since all we did was watch Bolt. Well, i slept through Miley Cyrus and dog) and finally arrived at SAN LUIS OBISPO. With that, our trip BEGINS. On Saturday, we topped off our tour by performing in a classical music festival in La Cuesta College.

Now, I want you all to actually be kind of entertained by the events of our tour, and therefore, i mapped out some of the events.. with... a bear. A bear, that Elias won for me at Santa Monica on V-Day. It came to be known to Chamber Singers... as.. The Elias Bear.

Are you ready to witness some of the lamest pictures with a bear ever taken?

If yes, please scroll down.

If no, please take this time to inhale and exhale deeply, and repeatedly until you are ready.

j/p

First off, a mystery boy decided to take Elias Bear for a.... rape?

I have no clue. Hope he had fun anyways.

That night, we dressed up, and... went to the beach. Pismo Beach. It was absolutely BEAUTIFUL.

As we were eating dinner at the amazingly tasty F. McClintok's, Ashley realized that Elias Bear is probably hungry. Just when we returned from the little girl's room, we caught the bear red-handed, employing a stainless steel spoon, ready to plunge the spoon into the

warm potatoes.

So, Ashley and I picked him up, and we were just about to give him a good punishment, when Aaron Didi screamed out : "STOP IT, HE'S JUST A BEAR!"

So, we complied, and decided to show the little cloth covered-cotton ball some mercy. As we traveled down the path leading to the exit of the restaurant, Elias Bear quietly revered at the multitude of memories collected upon the ceiling in the form of Polaroid Pictures, and at that very moment, he thought to himself : " I should be up there." Oh, how vain. (;