If anyone is reading this, I am sorry I didn't post what happened Friday. Here is basically what happened.
The day started about 8:30. We didn't have school so I thought I would try to sleep in. Wrong! I kept waking up every hour that night and morning. I figured I would be tired but I guess I was too excited. About 2pm I walked to grandmas so she could take me to school, and be early so I could get everything double checked. Surprisingly I wasn't the first one there. Two choir kids doing solo's and our personal slave(also boyfriend of a choir member, and a supporter of the choir) were already there. I double checked music, labeled books, and made sure the other kids got to school. Finally we boarded the bus and made our way. The fun started off with a quick practice while driving and it was pretty hilarious. After that many hilarious and slightly inappropriate conversations were had. Since we had such late performances, we stopped to get dinner and the girls were pretty mad cause the restraunt of choice was closed. So we found the next chinese resturant and invaded the place. We put 3 or 4 tables together and we looked like a giant family. It kinda reminded me and one of my best friends of the La Vie Bohem scene in RENT, but no table dancing was done that night. I'm pretty sure the chinese guy tried to scam us that night and made us pay for an extra soda.
After dinner, pretty much all of us napped for the 30 minutes we had before we arrived at the actual high school that hosted the event. Bad thing was everything was behind. about 30 mins later, I watched the first solo of my choir of the night. My Sophomore alto who I hope to replace me next year, did very well for her first solo and being sick. She got a III rating which is translated to good. Although I think she had one of the tougher judges. Then we had about 2 hours before the next solo. I was freaking out at that time because I felt like my throat was being weird. Everyone told me it was nerves, but I just felt a cold coming on. Then I watched the next soloist in our group. One of my best friends. This was also her first time doing solo/ensemble contest. She did really good and even though she forgot some of the words, her judge(who was also my judge) loved her and gave her a II also known as excellent. Then it was time to get ready for our sextet performance. I pretty much had a heart attack when the girls were getting their dresses because one of the girls who had a solo and was in the sextet could not find her dress. To ake matters worse she was in a tshirt and sweats and there was no way we were going to let her perform in that.
At this point I'm freaking out cause I got all the dresses ready the day before, two girls are searching the bus for the dress, and two others are trying to find replacment clothes. So the two girls came back from the bus and are telling me they cant find the dress and i am aplogizing like crazy and the director is like i dont care who did it or hopw it happened lets get it fixed. Then the girls laugh and tell me it was on the bus. I pretty much attacked them and I was so mad. Little brats. Thank god that crisis was fixed. So off to the next two soloists. The girl who almost lost her dress was up first and she cracked me up. While the judge was finishing his notes and scoring from the last performance, she is sticking her tongue out at one of the other girls. Her performance was pretty awesome. She did one of the songs I did for an audition the year before and an awesome folk song and I wanted to sing with her the whole time. She ended up getting a II rating. The next girl that went did another song I did. It was actually one of my contest songs I did last year and I got a II with it. While she did really goood, she got a III rating. Then we did one more quick run with our sextet and it was our turn. All I have to say for that is disaster. Although it wasnt as bad as our girls ensemble last year, it was pretty bad and we had a tougher judge. I'm not upset with our rating because I kinda knew it would happen. I do feel bad though cause one of the songs was my idea. I thought we could handle it and we kept improving but it just wasn't enough that night. We ended up getting a IV which is basically the needs improvement rating.
I am proud of my girls though. We did something we hadn't ever done before. We really connected and pretty much sang to each other. If you girls ever read this, I am sorry I helped chose our disaster song this year, but I am so proud of you all. Keep your heads up, we still have one more contest to rock in april.
Now this is where I am freaking out big time, the last soloist in our group and the last to perform for this judge. ME! I was excited yet extremly nervous. I got my pep talk which I will never forget, that was my moment to shine. Even though my director who gave me the pep talk almost made me cry. I stoppped him before he could end the sppech cause I wasn't going to isten to the its been fun working with you sppech. I dont want that till my last performance which is in may. It was finally my turn. It got off to a late start because our accompianist was finishing with another soloist. So here i am waiting. The pep talk kinda made me excited and I was ready. This was my chance for the spotlight. This was my thing.
I finally got started and It went great. Although I had a few intonation problems in my first song, I made up with emotion and my AMAZING high note in my second song. It was awesome. I knew I had some soprano range but I had never ever hit that high of a note before. I hit it in practice but it was always just average. This was just th best note ever and I wanted to stay on it forever. My choir kids made it even better when they cheered at the end(even though you arent supposed to do that.) I smiled but forgot to bow then walk calmly out of the room and pretty much lost it. That was my best performance ever. Later I found out you don't have your best performances when you are doing stuff like that, but I did and I felt great. I didn't care about the rating(ok maybe I did a little.) I was ready to find out what I got.
We got all of our stuff ready to go while waiting for everything to be posted and I was still freaking out. I could barely talk and I got mixed up. I called a hug a high five and now hugs are high fives and high fives are hugs. While I changed back into my normal clothes, results were posted. My director pulled me aside and gave me a speech about how some people get the rating they deserve and some don't. I was freaking out, did that mean I didn't get the one I thought I would get? He kept going on and on and I was like just tell me already. He made it sound like I didn't get what I want. But then....He told me I was going to state. I didn't believe him, he had to show it to me.
By that time I am screaming out of excitement and pure joy. I had accomplished something my school hadn't since who knows when. After telling my director I was mad at him for that speech, I was tthanking him for all the time he had put in to help me practice and trut me that was a lot of time cause I like to practice and I wanted that Superior rating very bad. I finally got what I wanted and I couldn't chill out. I was running on pure energy and I wanted to just run around screaming. So after screaming on the bus, and outside, and again in the school. I sorta chilled out. (ok not really) Everyone was tired and ready to go home.
We went to Sonic and watched some idiots spray paint a truck, established I can't read, laughed our butts off, I screamed some more, then called a guy a douche for almost running us over. By the time we left sonic, it was 9:15 and we still had about an hr or more to go. I talked everyones ears off, sports bras were thrown, and I got another awesome speech. Come to find out , my director had been planning the psych out speech since October. Jerkface! But then I seen my certficate, heard I had recieved as many vocal ones as the director and all I could do was talk about everything. I think I spent maybe 5 nminutes of that whole ride home not talking. Fianally at 10:50ish we got back. I helped put everything away, wrote the date of state on the date bard and wrote some other stuff on the other board.
By 1130 i was finally home and stil beaming of excitment. Then something happened, I got sick. I think god was watching over me and wanted me to do well cause i could feel that cold coming and it did but only after the best performance of my life. Thank you god, that was awesome. I spent the whole weekend coughing and blowing my nose. but who am i to complain i have everything i want right now. I should feel blessed. There are people in japan that lost their homes, families, and lives that same day I got what i wanted. My heart goes out to them and many prayers will be said.
Oh ya and as for the little bet that was made. No tutu was found but I came up with something even better. I am giving the kid who didn't believe in me a full on girl makeover. It'll be better than a tutu for sure. Now I am onto a new thing, COLLEGE AUDITIONS! I only have one shot to get into this program because i have made my choice on where i'm going. I am singing the same songs i did for contest so I'm not too nervous. One week with no practice is going to be weird though lol.
Thats all for now
listening to: commercials on lifetime :)
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