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so the concert was awesome. the singing may not have been that wonderful, but god does it feel wonderful to be in such a big group, full of energy. it just lifts my whole spirits to be a part of it. one thing i could have done without though, is disrespect.
that is the best word to describe a lot of people in my class. they come to class late, don't even apologize to mass...they hardly sing, and they object to anything a little different than they're used to. they disrespect the teacher, and most of all the music. not to mention people like charlene who are a disgrace to the music itself and throw words like "a capello" around. where the hell did she get that from?
anyway. yeah, it felt good. really good. this is something i want so bad...i can't stress it enough. it feels so good. it's just like...i don't know. it's amazing.
i was the only alto in the top row...surrounded by about 10 baritones. yeah, it was kind of crazy. i figured, though, if anyone can do this, i can. i'm strong, i can hold my own. maybe that's what will get me to where i want to be so badly.
my teapot in ceramics looks like a kindergartener painted it. it's horrible.
k. i'm not sure...but i think i just had like a 15 minute conversation about mario kart and other SNES games. WHO AM I?
k i should do some berry work and get to bed. one of the books i am reading -- marrying mozart -- it is really annoying because the author keeps describing this love between aloysia weber and mozart and how they are going to get married...but he married constanze weber, so what the hell? i guess i'll see what happens.
thasall.
that is the best word to describe a lot of people in my class. they come to class late, don't even apologize to mass...they hardly sing, and they object to anything a little different than they're used to. they disrespect the teacher, and most of all the music. not to mention people like charlene who are a disgrace to the music itself and throw words like "a capello" around. where the hell did she get that from?
anyway. yeah, it felt good. really good. this is something i want so bad...i can't stress it enough. it feels so good. it's just like...i don't know. it's amazing.
i was the only alto in the top row...surrounded by about 10 baritones. yeah, it was kind of crazy. i figured, though, if anyone can do this, i can. i'm strong, i can hold my own. maybe that's what will get me to where i want to be so badly.
my teapot in ceramics looks like a kindergartener painted it. it's horrible.
k. i'm not sure...but i think i just had like a 15 minute conversation about mario kart and other SNES games. WHO AM I?
k i should do some berry work and get to bed. one of the books i am reading -- marrying mozart -- it is really annoying because the author keeps describing this love between aloysia weber and mozart and how they are going to get married...but he married constanze weber, so what the hell? i guess i'll see what happens.
thasall.