Monday 5 May 2014

Belly rings and twerking?

AJ and I are on this week long choir trip, as a lot of you probably already know from AJ's post about it. During this trip, I learned quite a few things:
1. When I get hyper and have to sit on the bus for many consecutive hours, I get loud and annoying and think everything is hilarious. Luckily, AJ was there to entertain me the whole way and witness some of my best jokes. She regrets immensely the fact that there is only another 12 hours left on the bus to spend with me I'm sure.
2. People with British accents (such as our choir instructor for the weekend) are much more tolerable and easy to listen to than people without. 
3. I can twerk! Yes. I know. Me. Jetta. Nerdy, awkward, clumsy and respectful (okay maybe not that last one) Jetta. Yeah. I can twerk. What makes this even funnier is that AJ can't, which if you know AJ and I at all from reading this blog, should make you think that those names should be reversed. But no. And after I figured it out I was actually so proud. I felt rebellious, which is new for me but I loved it. I guess doing a weird and potentially dirty dance move in a locked room with no one but a close friend isn't all that rebellious, but for me it was, okay?
4. I think I may have a rebellious streak because guess what else I did? Pierced my bellybutton. Yeah. That's right. Pierced my fricking bellybutton. On pretty much a whim, me and AJ went in to a great shop and got pretty barbells with blue gems. Experience post on it coming up:D



In conclusion, I've enjoyed this trip a whole lot more than I thought I would, considering I was dreading it and got a snoring roommate and it was snowing in May where we went. And though I am most certainly not a badass, maybe I have a little bit of badassery in me? Me and my new bellybutton piercing would like to concur.

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