The final concert..

Well, before that, other than Friday night, the week was terrible. I got yelled by a member of the administration and had my Music Yearbook meeting taken over on Thursday by someone alot of you know (Hence how Benson got to be filming at the concert. I never gave the OK and no one on Music Yearbook knew about it so Paddock's probably going "WTF" as I have to discuss it with him. I do intend to give this individual a talk about "Team/group projects" and how one should discuss ideas not say "We're doing this and that and that and that" and cutting people off saying that we can't do this or that just only what I have said we will do and nothing else........Oh and that's also how it somehow was decided that people snd their photos to Benson which was why I erased it off the board because we were going to discuss about having a communal email like last year...) .BAH. hahah...I could rant further, but I won't.

Anyway, Band concert, yes.

It was great. For Wind Ensemble Mr. Paddock opted to have the front row get up near the end of Ballet Parisien and do the can-can (as the tune for the last few seconds of the piece is the can-can theme). Somehow I think Mr. Paddock was inspiried by the National Youth Band's extravagantness for Vientos y Tangos piece where members of the percussion put roses and hats on and clapped while an extra member of the precussion came about acting like Zorro.

Oh and during supper, mom's friend was making "I'm watching you" gestures at you-know-who. Apparently she saw. Mom's friend was also suggesting we migrate to where she was sitting and prop open this "How to talk agressively book" (something along those lines. It's a book about how to stand up to bussiness ppl or non-bussiness ppl or arrogant ppl. Quite amusing actually) and discuss about it loudly.

Symphonic was great too. Was down from not having received credit for my solo in An American in Paris so I sat there for a bit feeling a bit bitter but then we played Tchaikovsky's Finale and Kaity gave her wonderful thanks to Mr Paddock which brought everyone in Band to tears and the "This is our last concert here FOREVER" thoughts spread about and a few of us were crying and some Gr 10s were bewildered but kinda understood and a bunch of us got hugs from them. I love the Gr 10s. Then, we (Gr 12s) were told to bring in our uniforms and it was pretty argh. *sigh* You know, I might be one of those cool WIERD people who wears old school uniform stuff....lemme see if Mrs. Diegel will let me buy the band sweater...

I'm going to be in pieces at the grad ceremonies

And I love Mrs. Hirst (who doesn't?), I got two carnations from her as she gave a bunch left over to the Gr 12s.

Never thought I'd be missing it so much. I get such an emotional attachement to everything. =P

Time to write my last BAND NEWS article for the Advo-kindamightnotexistnextyear-cate. *sigh*

And deal with homework

And deal with the individual who took over my meeting and sent Benson in to film. Really, who wouldn't be mad?

And deal with Mother's Day.

And kick myself for having left the camera in my bag during the concert. Damned.

BTW, I got an 86% on my Sinusoidal Functions unit test. Hooray!