Concert

Today I had a ripyo concert. I have so many stories all of a sudden. Reperatory orchestra had to be there at about noon, but the actual concert didn't start until three. We had a rehearsal until one, and then two hours to do nothing. So in the beginning, there was a couple of u hanging around the piano, having a debate on who could play best. Nick so won. He could play Super Mario Bros. That's all he could play though.Ok, that was a lie. Filiz definitely won. She could actually play more than one song. She's really really good! I'm kind of jealous cuz I quit. Oh well. At this point I could probably teach myself to play anything on the piano. The problem is time. Someone slap me before I go on a rant about that. And we were also trying to remember how to play Heart and Soul. There are two songs everyone can play on a piano: Chopsticks and Heart and Soul. But none of us could remember how it goes. How sad is that?

And then we went outside, and got yelled at because "There's a performance going on, you have to be quiet." Isn't it obvious we know that? We're all dressed up.

And then we went back inside and there were these two guys. They had a Broadway book. I have the same exact one, it's awesome. Well, one guy was playing the piano, and the other guy was singing. They were good, and the guy who was singing was such a Broadway singer. So I took a video of him. I'm good at making it look like I'm not taping it. It's a talent. :)

And then there was an incident with the trombone player. I swear this kid looks exactly like this other kid I know, Jaime, who's really annoying. They look alike and act alike, I swear to god their twins. Anyway, this kid totally diserved what hit him...literally. There was a circle of kids playing spoons, cuz that's our tradition. And this trombone player is playing really loudly right next to them. Like ear-shattering loud. So they ask him to stop, but he keeps playing, so they try to stick jeans in the bell. And I guess the trombone hit him in the head or the neck or something, cuz he started bawling. I'm standing there, trying really hard to laugh, because Jaime would've had the same reaction.

And then five minutes before we are supposed to go on stage, like we are right next to the stage, far away from the practice room we were just in, some of my friends realized they couldn't find their music, so I had to run all the back and forth to get my music for them. I have pnuemonia induced asthma, so I couldn't breath as I walked on stage. There wasn't a chair for my seat either. I'm like "aww come on. First stand and this is what I get." I sorted it out, won a chair, and we played awesomely...that's a word right?