Acclimating

When I moved to the New Orleans area, I was 12 and 13.  I guess most people there weren't new.  I didn't really care about Mardi Gras.  I just got into it by the end.  I did some clubs my 1st year and was pretty busy.  The next year, I was Queen of Clubs, a newspaper article by a friend seeing who did the most activities, in and out of school.  Then, I changed my life to become the holistic solution.  However, I had this really hard course and didn't know I had to leave.  Then, my life was ruined.  I was having fun at church already with the changing of choir directors twice, took to them.  The choir was very different and changed a lot.  It was nice to be the youngest with older people, who were funny but not at 1st very clear.  There were only about 10-20 of them total.  I guess it gave me an uncomfortable feeling and would to talk about it, not being from there.  =|  I'm not sure what else.  I know I started Talented Theater but changed schools.  I went to music school in New Orleans.  I started playing at church but not the official organ accompaniment.  Everyone knew me at church and lots of people in the community theater did, as well.  I only did the ballet recital and the new school one year.  I left the old school and learned more at the new school.  My friend encouraged me.  I should have looked around.  I feel I should have gone to the harder school but for some reason thought I should do other things.  I took gymnastics for teens once a week.  I was the oldest at my ballet schools, except once at the old one, my 1st year of high school.  Still, there were lots of younger kids.  So, then, I went to school in New Orleans and I was there for school, but what sticks with me is like remembering going to the zoo before school started and stuff like that.  Like walking to tutor for an honors credit.  Stuff like that.  It was very memorable.  I had a lot of associations with being from the area and like going to music school in high school.  It was connected to the world.  There were so many interesting people, professors.  There was this one girl who dressed nicely.  It just was an overwhelming experience.  I just felt a bit beefed up and tired for ballet.