September

My former favourite month of the year, you remind me of relaxation.

There was meant to be atheletics day in which I have no events so I planned to sleep in then go to Joel Wu's house to study. So I stayed up till 5am studying, watching anime and writing a story....so the whole day today I was sleepy.

It rained. It got cancelled. My dad got a text and he forced me to go to school.

I hoped Joel also would go to school too but he stayed home waiting for me, I feel like an ass now. But that's okay, I'll just make it up another day (<-- LOL, rhymes. =] )

English...Mr Bates forgot his stuff so we just watched youtube.

Music....we played a game with the ending scores something like:

-900 Hans
-90 Jazer
2 Me
105 Jere
1400 Isaac
3500 Shirin

Hans....failed.

So did I, but at least I was positive.

:D

Methods.....just some boring next exercise.

Pinch and a Punch for the first day of the month, no returns,

Good afternoon.

Secondary performance dinner. Night one.

I was moderately stressed. Today. Why? I don't know. I just was. At one point I stopped my thoughts and told myself "Dude. You're performing tomorrow. 24 hours. 24 freaking hours. Relax. Chill. Have fun tonight."

And so I did, in a way. Hanging in M3, Johnson gave us all instructions and a run-through for the night. He said at one point "Some of the year 7-10's wanted to help real bad. And a lot of them are more mature than some year 11/12's." I knew that was aimed DIRECTLY at me. :D Hehehe....

As for the caterer, Angelina and her family, the Hoe (I think that's how you spell it) family. They were all there. Chloe, Danielle, Faith, Samuel and even their younger sibling, who looked like 7 or 8 and was in a chef's hat and apron preparing the food. Impressed. Very impressed.

Once the night started, it was a ball rolling, and rolling, and rolling, AND ROLLING. Went very well, actually. I feel less stressed after Jazer taught me how to beat Stage Fright.

Also, Once Melissa turned up, I had someone to talk to about other stuff than Wushu, groping and charcoal chicken. Still can't decide which converstaions were better...:)

John, Ting and some other guys (year 9), meh. Was okay talking to them. Boring but okay.

As for the final song. (choir + VCE music students <--that's me). Isaac ditched it and even though I only rehearsed once, TODAY. I still went fine. Well not bad.

Yeah....was a nice night :) And I can't wait for tomorrow's night and get this piece over and done with. I'm fairly confident I can do it without stuffing up now.

Good work everybody, 'night.

and umm...yeah. YEAH! YEEEEEEAR!!! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!!!1111one!!!

MUSIC

I am refering to my music class at school today from 1:55-3:35, in M5 (music building room five) and the events that happened during that class. (double) (period 5 and 6).

SOOO... Johnson was late as per usual but that's ok. Anyway, he brought with him this whole thingy of coffee and drank it all and so he was super high the whole double xD

We played this game and the spots were as follows:

1st-Shirin-150 points or something, it was 100+ anyway
2nd-Hans Zhang-86 points I think?
3rd-John Wan-81 points (he scored 3 points for 95 minutes and in the last 5 minutes he got this bonus and got 78 points -_-)
4th-Jonathan (MEEE)-78 points
5th-Jazer -<78 points, I can't remember
6th-Jeremiah I think
7th-Isaac Young

but jeremiah and Isaac might be swapped....no, it was like that.

Shirin got a packet of unopened jellybeans and Hans got a book of Torres Straight islander songs. LOL xD

I love that class, perfect way to end the day. (school-wise)

Looking forward to the next music class, johnson is awesome.

Castrati

This will be my last blog for tonight:

Today in VCE music, we learned about CASTRATI. They are typically italian but can be spanish or english.

They are choir boys that are so good at singing, wealthy people abduct them and kidnap them and take them to another country. These boys (pre-pubescent) have their ballz chopped off (castrated), hence the name, Castrati.

That way their gonads (hormone glands) WHICH I LEARNED IN BIOLOGY! ROFL (hormones) wont make their voice deepen. So they can sing like a freaking soprano woman but they are hairy italian men, WHOAAAAA. not like high pitched men, freaking soprano!!

They are the Castrati, globally admired. This was all in the Baroque era (17th century) but there is still one of them that is existant nowadays, this man is by the name of Justin Beiber!!! DUH DUH DUHHHH!!! (credit goes to Isaac Young for this joke)

Internet goes soon, so yeah, goodnight peoplez and the whole castrati thing is not bullshit, boys DID get kidnapped and their balls DID get cut off just for music. Imagine the 0 sex drive you will get LOL!

Good night.