Three Topics

Number 1--
When I was in fourth grade, my brother signed up for karate on Mondays from around five to six. I remember because it was right around dinner time.  I was only about nine or ten years old now, so of course, my mom could not leave me home alone, which meant I brought my homework to my brother's karate classes.  I specifically remember doing my history homework while waiting.  But, my favorite part about my mom dragging me to these lessons was she would take us to McDonald's after.  Granted, we did not go every single Monday, but we did go often.  I used to get a Big Mac almost every time we went--sometimes I split it with my mom, sometimes I was determined to eat the whole thing, which I never actually did.  Now, my eating habits couldn't be any different.  I cannot remember the last time I ate a Big Mac, let alone went to McDonald's because I wanted to.
      Was it easy to change my habits?  Could everyone change their habits?


Number 2--
The best Chirstmases were the ones I spent at my Nonna's house in Tampa Bay, Florida.  Although it's supposed to snow on Christmas Day, and most people dream of a "white Christmas, I was perfectly content with the 60 degree weather in Florida.  I was really little when we spent most of my Christmases there, probably about three or four.  So, I don't remember too much.  But I remember they used to have a mini tree and a big tree.  The mini tree was set up next to the couch so I used to sit on it and play with the tree right next to it.  I would also spend weeks there before and/or after Christmas.  Sometimes with my parents, and sometimes without.  My Pop-Pop would sing me songs and I would dance around the table.  I also remember going outside with him to find salamanders.  He passes away when I was nine, and my Nonna moved from Florida to Maryland shortly after his death
           How did Christmases in Florida bring me and my Pop-Pop closer?
           What did he die of? Could it have been prevented?


Number 3--
I am obsessed with going to concerts.  The best one I ever went to was last year, The Bamboozle Music Festival.  I went with me and three other of my friends.  I drove us there, which I don't know why but I feel like that's significant.  I was so excited for this concert because my favorite band, Something Corporate, was playing and it was one of their first concerts back after they broke up 2005 ish.  Me and my friends had a plan to get close to the gate while they played.  It worked out because another band we wanted to see played (The Maine) on the same stage two before Something Corporate.  So, our plan was to get close for The Maine and just keep moving in until Something Corporate came on. I don't know how we did it really, but we wound up at the gate for the Maine.  We we just so excited! I was talking to the girl next to me and she had been waiting since one in the afternoon.  It was about six at this time.  Now, it was May 1st, but it was unusually hot outside.  People were passing out all around me and my friends.  Medics had to come and pull people out of the crowd.  Just as Something Corporate came on stage, the girl I was talking to had to get pulled out--she had been waiting for seven hours to see this band.  But, on a happy note, I had a great time and wound up getting the set list from the stage!
              Is it okay that a large group of teenagers are gathered together for a music festival, when some of them are under the influence of drugs or alcohol?  Should this be prevented?