Class #1-Traditional Folk-My Youngest Son

Mar 01, 2007 16:43

Oh my God. I'm sooooo giddy right now.

There were 14 people in my class today. I was number 12. So I sang my song and I felt pretty good about it. That's really all I want from a class. Placing/Winning is just icing on the cake. That's not what this competition is about. (Though I wouldn't say the same about other people. That just makes me really sad.)

And when it came time for the adjudications, mine was good. I liked it muchly. She gave me some criticism and some praise and some stuff to work on. That's good.

Then she was giving out placements. Third place with 86% went to my friend Robyn. Second place with 87% went to my other friend Alyssa..and I thought that maybe I had first. Maybe.

Sure enough.

With a mark of 91%, and then she called my name and I was just. *JAWDROPLIKEOMG* I was floored. I'm still floored.

WHAT?!!?! 
WHATWHATWHAT!?!? WHATTHEFUCK!?!

You don't understand how hard it is to get 90% in the festival. Well, I mean, it happens, but it's seriously few and far between. 91%!!!!!

I just....can't wrap my head around it!! I'm sooo ecstatic. Just...like...wow.

And I can't believe that the difference between 1st and 2nd is FOUR PERCENT!!! Ususally, it's just one. Never four. Ever.  That's....like, you can't even understand what a huge gap that is.

GAAAHHH!!! <3 I'm just so happy. :)

*tackleglomphugslove*

Em :D

festival, happy

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