I ate a bite of banana today.

That sounds rather unimportant without this background information: I haven't had banana in years and years.

This is because I thought I detested bananas (I still detest banana flavoring) but I took that bite of banana and found that it wasn't disgusting. This morning for what ever reason I thought, "I should try banana." I had pushed the idea out of my mind until a few minutes ago (6:32 is the current time).

I was exercising, which is irrelevant information but I suppose I'll just tell this tale in a very descriptive way, here  it goes:

I inhale the cool evening air as I return to mother earth from my 12th crunch. The familiar sound of our backdoor's screen opening permeates my eardrums. As I continue my crunches I observe my little sister enter the backyard with a banana, the fruit I thought I detested. Actually bananas are berries, and strawberries are not, that's beside the point. I recall my thought from the morning and ponder whether I should make amends with the taste of bananas I had, for so long, marked has villainous. "Save a bite for me!" I shout across the yard to the youngest daughter of my mother.

The time to taste banana was approaching fast for I was almost finished with my crunches, which I was happy about but the feeling of lingering banana doom tickled my mind. Would I throw up? Perhaps that fib I had told my friends about me being allergic to bananas really was true! "Nay!" My heart told my head. "I shall taste banana!"

It reached my taste buds. It was actually okay. Tomorrow I'm going to have a Peanut Butter Banana Bagel for breakfast.

So don't let yourself convince yourself you really really hate things when you don't really hate them.

Update: I ate peanut butter and bananas on toast but it was too much banana and caused me to gag several times. I successfully finished the whole thing but decided to just remain i'm-not-going-to-ever-eat-you-friends with bananas

I really love those moments in life that are ultimate carefree joy. Such as today, after 6th hour my friends and I ran outside to a patch of grass and just played with a bubble wand while waiting for drama club to commence. We probably looked like tom fools to others but it was fun and we did not have a care in the world. I hope that everybody takes time to have these moments in their life.

A more in depth look at my visit to New York


Day 1- Wednesday

Depart early in the morning from school, attempt to go back to sleep whilst on bus but fail miserably. Play a game of euchre with Jamie, Danny, and Caleb then later attempt to play a second game but fail because we all seem to be in the Twilight Zone. Color with Felicia. Stop for lunch in a turnpike and lay in the grass with Devon after eating until we are forced back onto the bus and out of the glorious weather. Meet and memorize Liz Bergsma's, sister to Bergie Berg, name. Teach Caleb some ukulele chords. Make up a uke song about happy trails and tummy rubbing. Have a glorious session of playing the uke and making up songs about the people who were sitting around me and then more uke playing and laying in the sun at a rest stop. Dinner at a place. Arrive at hotel to find a "fresh remote" awaiting us.


Day 2- Thursday (I mean, I hope you guys realize Thursday comes after Wednesday)




Awake at an early hour in the morning and eat the hotel's glorious breakfast. Go to Westminster Choir College in New Jersey to have a clinic with one of the college's directors. Arrive in New York City! Set free to get lunch on Broadway. Visit the Natural History museum. Walk to Central Park and sit upon rocks that Matt Smith of Doctor Who potentially sat upon while filming. Visit the 9/11 memorial. A tiny bit of shopping in China Town before dinner together in Little Italy. Too foggy for the Empire State Building so we visit a giant Macy's. Felicia, Parker, and I quest for the women's department. Not found until we go through four or five floors of men clothing. Go up and down many old escalators. We get lost and then I get separated from Felicia and Parker. Forced out of Macy's with a few others unto the wrong street because it was closing time. Make our way back to the bus in a terrified manner.

Day 3


Meet and greet with two Broadway actors who fill in for Spiderman actors. in the Actor's Temple. One of them was from Michigan and went to Holland Christian. Head to a church that withstood 9/11. Walk to another church and sing as a mass choir, vocalaires, and woswe. Return to China Town for shopping. Then head to a retirement home and sing. While waiting in lobby of fancy restaurant lean on lady stranger thinking she was someone on the trip, apologize and scurry away. Eat fancy dinner with a view of time square. Walk through time square and to Spiderman. Be enthralled by the special effects of Spiderman.

Day 4
Take a ferry to the Statue of Liberty and then to Ellis Island. Lay in grass and sun on Ellis Island with friends.  Take ferry to New York. Give money to elderly man with awesome beard who was playing a patriotic song on the flute. Dropped off for lunch and a bit of shopping, find and buy glorious Doctor Who poster. Shopping in time square and other areas with Stephanie and Taylor. Find Doctor Who mug and shirt at very last moment and frantically buy. Head to pizza place for dinner. Got to Metro Museum and explore places with Kim and Taylor. Have statue butt judging. Visit the Empire State Building. Stop at a rest area before driving home through the night. Get reprimanded for running bare foot int he grass with Jamie, we were just trying to do the bus a good deed and spare them from our stinky feet. Attempt sleep on the bus ride home. Forced to stand in aisle for a while at one point when all seats were taken. Find spot on the floor and ignore Caleb's complaints that I was in his foot area, offer the opportunity to just put his feet on me because I was really tired and had no other place to go. Succeed in a bit of sleep.

We should go back to what George Washington said and not have political parties.

Or at least have friendly ones whose mascots are a tauntaun and an AT-AT.

I finished The Great Gatsby today, and maybe being tired had something to do with it, but it left me a bit enraged. After reading Nick's description of how Daisy and Tom can just shatter peoples' lives and not suffer any consequence thanks to their vast wealth, and the description of deaths not phasing people must have hit some of the major things that bother me in life.