November 28, 2005

Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes…

Ohh, it’s stuck in my head.

What a fun weekend. I finally took time off on Saturday, and today was the concert.

OHHH, WE SIGHT-READ PEICES AND IT WAS DISGUSING. It made me sad. And my embrochure fell apart. That also made me sad. The TYCW did quite well aside from the sight-reading and the bassoonist. The bassoonist was terrible. Seriously, she needs to go and learn to play her instrument and then come back. (in case you didn’t know, there is only one bassoonist. She used to play contrabass.)

Then we saw Rent! SO GOOD! Saw with Steve and Melissas and Tacha. Struggled like loonies and ran like crazy to get to the theatre on time, fell over each other getting in our seats…”TAKE YOUR INSTRUMENT!” SUCH GOODNESS OF RENT. I’m very happy with how good it was. Aaaah…. We all cried. So touching. Now I have songs stuck in my head that we sang until we all went home. Oh, my crazy CW lovers.

And now I am going to go and do my English.

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