Thursday, July 22, 2010

Finally....Drugs!!

You know you haven't blogged in a while when Blogger stops automatically signing you in, and you have to do it again. (man, those 5 seconds lost that I'll never get back....) As to the title here, I am still finding myself sick, contrary to what the doctor predicted, SO...he ordered me in a prescription today, and hopefully now my recovery will quicken. Thankfully...it's still just a cough. But you have NO IDEA how annoying it is. Some mornings it will seems like I'm all better, then around ten it comes back, almost like that annoying person that never seems to go away. No matter how far you try to separate yourself from them, they come back. And let me tell you, Bronchitis is a masterful hunter. Humperdinc would be most jealous (Princess Bride reference if you didn't get it...I'm not really sure how do spell his name). It gets embarrassing sometimes, I'll be in the middle of a conversation, and then right at an important part, the cough will come. The thing is, it doesn't leave me woozy either. I have a really bad coughing fit, so much that people will beginning to look at me, then I'll stop and look like nothing had happened. It's weird....

ANYWAY, on to the topic of tonight. I want to share with you my Most Embarrassing Moment. It still embarrasses me to this day a bit, although I can laugh about it, but I figure, the more I share it, the less embarrassed I will feel about it. It all starts back in band camp my sophomore year. Yes, I was in marching band. *sigh* Now I need to defend that fact that I'm not a nerd again. SO, most high schools generally feel that people in the marching band are "band geeks", and to be fair, they are mostly right. EXCEPT...for Davis High School. In Davis, it's actually a really cool thing to be in the marching band. I think the saying went, "if you weren't in the marching band, you were friends with someone who was. We had up to 300 members at a time. Even some of the SBO's were in the marching band. Also, Kaysville, the city of the Darts, LOVED the marching band. There were so many supporters at our competitions (especially Davis Cup) and parades and such, it was unbelievable. So my point is, Davis High Marching Band: cool people.

ANYWAY...(again), on the Thursday of band camp we usually make a trip to Delta to go swimming in the public pool. It's AMAZINGLY refreshing after many hot days in the sun, especially when it's your first year. The pool is pretty large, and we have all sorts of traditions there, like making huge waves, or whirlpools. It also has two diving boards, a high and low one. I prefer the high dive to the other one, so I spent most of my time on that. (Also, I want to add that I was 50 pounds skinnier then) That year I was sporting a swimsuit that only tied up in the front, and wasn't too tight around my waist. (can you already see where this is going?) After several jumps, I thought I should go for a straight dive in the water. I lined myself up, jumped, went vertical, and went straight down into the water with a lot of force. I got to the bottom of the pool, and had the strangest sensation, like I was missing something. I looked up, and there, floating above my head, was my swimsuit. (dun dun dun) I hastily grabbed it and put it on. After that, I hesitantly came to the surface of the pool, hoping no one had noticed, but from some of the stares and smiles, I knew I hadn't gotten away with it. I was embarrassed beyond all belief. Long story short, I was pretty quiet the rest of the pool visit, and I had a lot of looks the rest of the time swimming.
So yes, that was my most embarrassing moment. I hope you got a good laugh at it. That's it for now. I hope to post again soon.

3 comments:

  1. Ha ha ha! I did not see that. Thank goodness. My most embarrassing moment also happened in marching band. It was when I accidentally saluted with AF at Davis Cup. It was terrible.

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  2. "there was that one time at band camp...." hahahaha

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  3. I remember that... Eric and I had a good time with that one :)

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