Many miles, 7 days, and lots of sun...
This has been the most unforgettable trip. No only from a social standpoint, but from a musical one as well. Being chosen to work with Paul Smith, John Trepp, David Hamilton, and Weston Noble was too amazing for words. These men are world renound and in my eyes, absafuckinlutly amazing. Not only that, but hearing each choir, each one better than the next, was breathtaking and eye opening. Winning gold was an amazing honor, having Paul Smith select me to sing his solo was the proudest moment of my world and being told that the judges had tried to break the rules for us by asking that 2 choirs be allowed to sing at the Command Performance where the top scoring group would sing was almost too unbelievable to be true. This trip was so emotionaly overwhelming I cried at least 3 times out of sheer exhaustion and happiness. It was spectacular.
So yes, socially, it was incledibly fun as well and now I shall stop being a sappy musician and bring you the goodies (shitty quality, if you want originals let me know and I'll burn em to a CD):
This was my boyfriend that I met and sat next to on the airplane. We had a lot of fun, finding a shared passion for the button on my purse and engaging in many a tickle war.
Some crazy times began.
We had fun...
...but the fun got out of control and Damien was stuck that way for days to come.
We got to the hotel and Ronit had a better view that we did, so we pretended it was ours.
First things first, we ran to the beach. This, of course, is pre-tan so ignore the blinding whiteness of all involved.
We found the jacuzzi.
Sexiness ensued.
Our first Hawaiian sunset.
I had too much dirty illegal fun with these 3.
If you've ever tried to share one sink with 3 other girls getting ready for bed then I'm sure you've found yourself in this position.
June (our only chaperone) went snorkeling in all her clothes. She's such a little rebel.
Ashley scared a little boy.
This is me smiling which means this pic was taken before I entered with my snorkel in the water. Those fish were scary.
An overhead view of where we snorkeled.
Andrew chased a rooster up a tree.
Me and my roomies all dressed up for the Welcome Dinner.
I was sandwiched between two Canadian bacons. Gord on the left and I met Colin his roommate on the right. We endeded up hanging out with them every day that we were there.
Group picture.
We're a tad messy.
I like this picture because I have no idea why Mark is naked in the hallway.
We got henna-d.
Here is a closer, out of focus view. It was Ashley's idea, I swear...It says 'Pressman'
Fascinated.
Still got some pirate blood within her.
My personal favorite.
Trevor is such a movie star.
Sometimes I worry about this one.
We went night swimming and it was exciting because you couldn't see what was below the water so it was sort of scary.
Colin broke the rules and went swimming with me anyways. Gord just wanted to be topless in our sexy picture.
We visited the Pearl Harbor Arizona memorial and saw Mimi there.
That day I met Nick. -swoons-
This was my proud moment, singing solo for Paul Smith at the Command Performance after hearing that we won gold.
As you can see I am quite content.
We went on a sunset cruise where they fed us some good fooood.
More happy hungry people.
There's that sunset.
The cruise had some funny affects on Mark. It was also a full moon that night...hmmmm.
Why are the altos so freakin awsome!?!?!
Ashley seems quite happy...it must be the elevator. She loves elevators.
Coming up to help me pack, Nick ended up just distracting me and breaking the closet door. Silly Nick.
Well, that's all. For the juicy details (which you know I love to share) IM yours truly. ;)
So yes, socially, it was incledibly fun as well and now I shall stop being a sappy musician and bring you the goodies (shitty quality, if you want originals let me know and I'll burn em to a CD):
This was my boyfriend that I met and sat next to on the airplane. We had a lot of fun, finding a shared passion for the button on my purse and engaging in many a tickle war.
Some crazy times began.
We had fun...
...but the fun got out of control and Damien was stuck that way for days to come.
We got to the hotel and Ronit had a better view that we did, so we pretended it was ours.
First things first, we ran to the beach. This, of course, is pre-tan so ignore the blinding whiteness of all involved.
We found the jacuzzi.
Sexiness ensued.
Our first Hawaiian sunset.
I had too much dirty illegal fun with these 3.
If you've ever tried to share one sink with 3 other girls getting ready for bed then I'm sure you've found yourself in this position.
June (our only chaperone) went snorkeling in all her clothes. She's such a little rebel.
Ashley scared a little boy.
This is me smiling which means this pic was taken before I entered with my snorkel in the water. Those fish were scary.
An overhead view of where we snorkeled.
Andrew chased a rooster up a tree.
Me and my roomies all dressed up for the Welcome Dinner.
I was sandwiched between two Canadian bacons. Gord on the left and I met Colin his roommate on the right. We endeded up hanging out with them every day that we were there.
Group picture.
We're a tad messy.
I like this picture because I have no idea why Mark is naked in the hallway.
We got henna-d.
Here is a closer, out of focus view. It was Ashley's idea, I swear...It says 'Pressman'
Fascinated.
Still got some pirate blood within her.
My personal favorite.
Trevor is such a movie star.
Sometimes I worry about this one.
We went night swimming and it was exciting because you couldn't see what was below the water so it was sort of scary.
Colin broke the rules and went swimming with me anyways. Gord just wanted to be topless in our sexy picture.
We visited the Pearl Harbor Arizona memorial and saw Mimi there.
That day I met Nick. -swoons-
This was my proud moment, singing solo for Paul Smith at the Command Performance after hearing that we won gold.
As you can see I am quite content.
We went on a sunset cruise where they fed us some good fooood.
More happy hungry people.
There's that sunset.
The cruise had some funny affects on Mark. It was also a full moon that night...hmmmm.
Why are the altos so freakin awsome!?!?!
Ashley seems quite happy...it must be the elevator. She loves elevators.
Coming up to help me pack, Nick ended up just distracting me and breaking the closet door. Silly Nick.
Well, that's all. For the juicy details (which you know I love to share) IM yours truly. ;)