Had a great day performing at the feeder schools today; this was my 4th and last time.
When I get up late, my brain doesn't function well -that is case for today. I woke up at 8:00a.m.... which is the time that I'm supposed to be at school. Dad almost knocked the door down when he was trying to wake me up, but I remember setting the alarm clock at 7:20 last night and didn't hear anything this morning....
me: grr... how come the alarm clock didn't ring?
dad: it did.
me: no way!
dad: yes it did, but you set it off.
me: ....
It certainly does sound like something I'd do.
Everyone did well today. I was 'sight-reading' the chamber choir music; it had never occured to me that I was supposed to ask them for a copy of that piece so I could practise a bit... not to mention, I played tons of wrong notes. Spare me. Aside from this, i) I hate Stodola Pumpa ii) Blue Rondo rocked iii) got myself a 3cm cut and dunno how I got it iv) never knew Silence could make people throw up.
Kids are annoying, and cute.
Parthi and Danny were expressing how happy they felt today on the way home, also saying how the music people understand each other. It is true, it feels great being with music people - I still clearly remember every little detail of the Eastman experience... but it could be competitive at times. And also what I found about Woburn music students is that the Wind Ensemble people are colder and more 'unfriendly' than the choir people, but they are perhaps more intellectual than the choir people. No offence, just some personal opinion.
The day ended on a happy note. And I'm glad you liked my boots. =)