Such things as stuff

Well, I haven't been on my blog in, it seems like decades. Actually, I think it's only been about a week and a half. But, in my defense, I have been monumentally busy busy busy. You see, I have drum major try-outs in, like, two minutes. (It's actually in about a week, but I was over exaggerating for dramatic effect. I believe they call that a hyperbole. Props to my ninth grade English teacher.) So, because of this, I have been searching high and low and left and right and up and down for a piece of music to conduct. We have three computers in our house, and only one of them is fully functional, and that one would happen to be my brothers who is home for the summer from college. (NC State to be exact. GO WOLFPACK!) Anyway, there was many much yelling and contraversy and such things that I shall not go into because, quite frankly, it was a bit scarring, and I would prefer not to revisit it. Finally, though, I was able to find a song, called Firedance, donchya know? (I feel Canadian. Donchya know? EH? EH? EH? Props to George Bush for referring to them as the Canadish people.) Anyhoo, I started my count sheet, which is this long complicated thing full of counting and fancy arm movements that wouldnt interest any of you in the least. So, I shall skip over that and get straight to the point. The point being that, I havent been on in awhile, and the aformentioned conflict happens to be the reason. Darned aformentioned conflict. Actually, its not darned. It's very stressful. But, I am working on rising up to the challenge of that stress, which I can hopefully do. And now I am off. You probably wont hear from me for awhile again. Sorry to leave you all in the dark, but when this messy audition stuff is over, then we can sit down at our computers and have a real cyber heart to heart about the boring things going on in my life. Now doesnt that sound exciting?

PEACE

ROOKIE TRAINING!

Today marks the third momentous day of rookie training, and I can already feel the sense of nastalgia seeping up from the grass from last year. I didn't realize how much I missed it until I got to train the rookies. And then I got in the sun and I realized WHY I hadn't missed it in the first place. It is exciting though. But stressful. Drum Major try-outs are getting nearer and nearer, and I'm as frightened as a swarm of newborn kittens. (And whose to say that newborn kittens dont swarm? They could if they wanted to!!!!!!!!!) I didnt understand how much went into one try-out until I started the process myself. It's difficult, but I hope that I can rise to the challenge. Mr. Underwood gave out the drum major prompts for the essays we have to write on tuesday. The topic is: WHY BAND? Well, if that isnt the most obscure topic in the world. But, that also means that it's wide open for interpretation, which is a good thing for me. Essays have never really been a huge obstacle for me. I'm just worried about the question portion of the audition. I don't like being put on the spot without being overly-prepared. I guess if I want to be drum major then I'll just have to rise to the challenge!

PEACE

IVE BEEN HIT!

Ok, so technically, I havent been hit, but I am a cripple. My dad's calling me gimpy now. Earlier tonight at EYC (Episcopalian Youth Group for all you non-Episcopalians out there. And no, I have no idea what the C stands for) we always have dinner first. Well, we said our lovely superman blessing, and then we went off to eat. That's when it happened. I twisted my ankle, and now I can't walk without crutches. I'm hoping this crutches thing only lasts for today, but one can never know. Rookie Training is tommorow, and if I'm an invalid, how can I teach the rookies what theyre supposed to know? It's a huge dilemma. So, if you go to my school, dont just stand there and watch me hobble, HELP ME! Hopefully I wont have the crutches with me, but my ability to walk hasnt improved in the last two hours. My brother thinks I have a torn ligament, because he said that's what it felt like when he had it, only he could walk, so mine must be worse. Way to make me feel better.

On the up side, Kaitlin did her Save Darfur thing at our church during intergenerational sunday school this morning. We raised about 350 dollars, which was awesome considering most of the games only cost a quarter. And I must give mad props to my english teacher, Mrs. Dunigan, for lending us her gigantic shower curtain map. We had a few people step up and try to hit sudan with their quarters and nickels and dimes. Thank God we had the bean bag toss though. That was the biggest hit for the kids. All in all it was an awesome success, and I hope it turned out the way Kaitlin wanted it to.

I also had my recital today! (Busy day, I know). I sang The Music Of The Night from The Phantom Of The Opera. I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE that song so much. I did better than I thought I would, and I had a lot of fun performing it. I wasnt as nervous as I usually get, probably because there was only like 25 people there. But still, it was fun. The day was pretty succesful, save for me injuring myself!

So, yesterday was solo and ensemble. I really wanted to play for Dr. Marks, considering he IS a clarinet player, and like the strictest, and nicest judge the world over. But, I couldnt wait that long. The man knows how to drone if ya know what I'm sayin. It's all constructing criticism anyway, and he puts people down so nicely! So, I had to go to Mr. Whitfeild, or whatever his name was. Happy to say that I got a 1 (superior). w00t! Afterwards I went with a bunch of friends to go see IRON MAN! It was such an awesome movie! So cool! I wanna go back and see it again! Well, that's all for now!


PEACE

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Hello one and all who blog and surf other people's blogs for fun because they have no lives of their own! I AM ALIVE! I know it seems that I havent been because I have been gone. Well, not GONE, gone, just gone-ish, if that makes any sense. Anyway, I am back. Hip hip hooray!!!!!!!!! Well, I have had a day. Not necessarily a bad one, just a mediocre day where I almost blew up and scattered tiny bits of me all over the school. You see, my friend has been acting really egotistical lately, and I cant seem to figure out why. She got this really important position and I think that it has gone to her head. She used to be really nice, but now, all of a sudden, she's being incredibly mean to almost everyone, including her friends. I don't understand why she would want to do that to us. I really think she has just been corrupted by all this power she has been given. Power DOES corrupt people, or so I've heard. Initially, I had hoped that it was just some weird phase that would breeze by, but it hasn't. She just keeps getting worse and worse, and I dont know what to do about it. It's like shes on the rampage or something. I want to confront her about it, but I really hate confrontation, for the simple fact that people usually yell in these situations. I guess all I can do is hope that she grows out of it. She used to be really nice and fun, but now she's just mean, and I dont like hanging out with her anymore. I just hope she realizes what she is doing.

PEACE

IM BACK!

So....um....IM BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PEACE

CAMP SONGS!

Tommorow, after school, I am leaving to go to camp, and preform that lovely play that I spoke of earlier! So, I won't be blogging for awhile. I know all of you out there is cyber space are weeping tears of agony. So! to keep you busy, I have devised a little game! Well, not really a game. Just something for you to do while I'm away. Because I know that all of you will miss me so so very much. (Just play along here people!) Keeping with the camp theme, I have written below, one of my favorite camp songs, from my Episcopal church camp, Camp Henry that I used to go to before I got all intertwined with other summer activities. I would like you to rate the song from 1-10, 1 being the worst camp song you have ever heard, and 10 being a rousing good campfire song that you will remember for years to come, and sing to your children, and your childrens children, and your childrens childrens children. (If you are still alive by then, which depending on future scientific developments, you may very well be). Then, I want you to post any camp song that you have ever heard. And, no, it cannot come from Spongebob. Then, when I get back, I will rate them myself! I hope you will comply. I enjoy camp songs!


BLACK SOCKS

black socks, they never get dirty
the longer you wear them
the blacker they get.
some day i'll probably launder them
something keeps telling me
dont do it yet
not yet
not yet
not yet
not yet!

repeat until disgusted with how disgusting your socks are getting.



and if that doesnt satisfy you, there is always the beefsteak song!



BEEFSTEAK!

FI!
FI FYE!
FI FYE FO!
BEEFSTEAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
oh no no not the beefsteak!
oh no no not the beefsteak!
eenie meenie disaleenie oo
ah umbaleeni ochi kochi
umerachi ochi kiyou!

repeat 1x

Wolves, and Baby Bears, and Little Red Riding Hood...OH MY!

This weekend, I am going to a mini thing for my girl scout troop. It's kind of a camp. We go up and live in icky rustic cabins on stilts, eat mediocre camp food, and sing odd campfire songs. It's pretty much amazing. Because, let's face it, who doesnt love odd campfire songs? (You may say that you don't, but deep down, I know that you love a rousing campfire song, just like everyone else.) Anyway, since I am in a senior troop (That's the highest you can go for all you non-girlscouters.) we have to come up with something that will entertain 82734982374923847 younger girls whsoe ages stop at around 10. So, my troop has devised something incredibly awesome, that surely everyone will love. A PLAY!!!!!!!!!!! A play that I got to write, might I add. I was throughouly excited when I found out the other girls wanted me to write it! It's a spin on Goldilocks, and The Three Bears. You see,

Goldilocks HAS BEEN FRAMED!!!!!!!!!!! At least that's the premise. Ultimately, the kiddies get to decide who done it. (Being, who broke Baby Bear's chair.) Anyway, the whole basic idea is that there is this inspector, who rounds up all the suspects in a criminal line up. The suspects are, The Big Bad Wolf, Glinda The Good Witch, Little Red Riding Hood, and none other than Goldilocks herself. They are all in a line up, and they all have their reasons for breaking into The Bear's house. They are intertwined in their lives, such as the Wolf having a crush on Goldilocks who is dating The Muffin Man, Glinda who killed The Wicked Witch of The West who was Little Red Riding Hood's dearest friend, and Little Red who is supposedly Goldilocks' friend. It's all one crazy mess, but so much fun to perform. I can't wait to do it in front of people.

PEACE

(Let's gather 'round the campfire, and sing our campfire song. C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G SONG! C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G SONG! And if you dont think that we can sing it faster than youre wrong, but it'll help if you just sing along! BUM BUM BUUUUUUUUUM!!!!!..........Told you!)