i thought it was spelled all pretty. like Enpatty
Ok, so we got back from Montreal on sunday and i HAVE to write about it because it was the craziest trip i have ever been on. Thursday was ok. we just pretty much ate at the hard rock and i got a pretty shirt.and that night we had practice from 8-10. everyone was falling asleep my god it was awful. but yeah, not a great birthday considering all we did was sit on the bus and wait in line to get on the freaking elevators. we did stop in vermont at ben and jerry's and we got free samples---yum. then on friday, we took a tour of montreal and saw the chorus perform at the cathedral. are you allowed to clap in church? weird, but yeah they were great. then we went to the underground mall. wicked cool except all the sizes are for like stick people, but i found a cool store and got a shirt for $20 b/c my friends wouldnt let me get the one for $50. and then me and kelly got lost, that was an adventure. we ended up at like old navy which wasnt even underground. that night we ate at the haunted dinner show. that scared the shit out of me. it was wicked scarey. the waitors were all dressed up all scarey and while you were eating, they would come over and scare you, so you'd have to look around before you took a bite so you wouldnt choke. i pretty much clawed kelly's arm off b/c i hate anything remotely scarey. but our waitor was Tim and he was wicked hot, and he had a Johnny Depp accent. he wasnt scarey, he was nice. he told me that i needed to think good thoughts while i ate, like peter pan. and that food affects my dreams- not that i'll dream about food, but that it will affect it. he sounded kinda drunk, but thats ok. on saturday we performed, and i thought the band sucked, but apparently the judges didnt b/c band got a superior. that night we went to the awards banqut and danced. it was wicked funny. someone called nicole N patty and peaches thought that was her real name. he said it really weird too. then he named his toy cat that was "sleeping in blackie" after nicole. it was wicked funny. we got to dance to grease and mr nanastead and miss langford did the ymca with us. i danced with dan, that was fun, but most of the music was techno, so it got kinda boring.ok...not so good things about the dance: crappy showers, walking up the hill in slushy snow in heels, and oh yeah the bus breaking down 7 times on the way home. kelly was the one having the panic attack then. the elevators suck b/c apparently people in canada cant use stairs. you have to take one elevator to get to the lobby and one to get to your room, and there were only 2 elevatoes working, so with 80 of us, it took a half hour to get to your room. im still really tired, but it was so totally worth it. especially singing the crap bus on the way home. crap bus, we're on the crap bus, because we're all so full of crap.....