Greg and I are still in our early 20's so as far as I'm concerned, it was a rather large feat that we successfully took 50 junior high and high school kids on a four day trip up North without anyone dying.
Although my sweet husband couldn't be there, it was really a great trip. We sang in a couple youth groups, retirement homes and church services. I really love these students, they are great kids! It seemed like I would just be along for the ride and help Greg out with whatever he needed and accompany the choir, but as it turned out I was in for a huge shock...
I AM A GROWN-UP.
Who knew!!!?? Not only am I a grown up, I'm a grandma!! I thought I was still a kid, or at least a teenager, but instead, I'm an old, boring adult!
I received this shocking revelation about 3 minutes into the trip. Here are some of the things that helped me to realize that I had indeed grown up...
1. I cannot and will not drink 5 Monster energy drinks within an hour
2. I do not think that finding out who can scream the loudest is a fun activity
3. I do not think its a funny joke to take a friend's wallet for 24 hours, while a church and their entire staff spends their whole day looking for it.
4. I do not enjoy being hit in the head repeatedly with a frisbee while trying to sleep on the bus
5. I do not ask the elderly if they were one of the first pilgrims to land in Plymouth
6. I cannot stay up all night long talking about how hot Akon is.
7. I cannot spend hours upon hours upon hours discussing Twilight
8. I do not desire to see how many times I can be slapped in face before I've had enough
9. I can perform for an entire concert without having to text someone
10. I would not purchase food Panda Express on Friday, keep it on a hot bus for two days and then polish it off on Sunday.
I think I can say that I'm thankful that I've grown up a little bit, but it still came as a bit of a surprise. I would also like to take this opportunity to apologize to anyone who knew me as a preteen or a teenager.
I should also clarify, that these were not all of the kids, and rotted kung pow chicken or not, I still adore every last one of them!