I had a wonderful evening last night that I don't want to forget, so I now dedicate this memory to my journal ( Read more... )

Sweet dreams of spring break ( Read more... )

A new miserable pre-dawn breaks and we are loading into our bright red double-decker bus again. We are the band, suffering, and paying for the experience. I have gotten precious little sleep over the past week, and the next week isn't looking any better. I try to sleep on the bus, but the girls are loud as usuall, the boys are rowdy, and the radio ( Read more... )