Oi vey, church last night was painful. Oh so painful. If Mrs. Wilson insists on singing toward us in that nasely, off-key voice, the least she could do would be to sing QUIETLY! I'm sorry, I can't even hear myself, let alone Clare or the piano, so my pitch is way beyond doubtful. And I hadn't sung in a while due to a couple colds in a row, so my voice was less than limber. Oh my goodness, but we were off-key. It made me incredibly gald when it came my turn to play, even if I did screw that up lots. Just oi. I don't think it could have been worse if we tried. It really couldn't have. And I'm sorry, but Fr David's sermons are very looong and he repeats everything he says at least three times. I've given up listening. Not that I usually do anyways, but usually I listen to the first few minutes and zone back in every once in a while. Well, no more. I zoned out from beginning to end. It was terrible.
This morning, I attempted to make crepes. Yup, attempted is the word to use. Not matter what I do, I cannot make pancakes or crepes for love nor money. It really is bad. But then I realized, half-way through makeing them, that I wasn't actually hungry, so I had to just put them away until later when I'm actually hungry. Note to Mare: only make breakfast if you're hungry. But the day shall get better, I'm determined. I went outside and blew bubbles for awhile, which was delightful fun. I love bubbles. And I'm going to Mark's later, so that is always fun. And that means I won't have to see my parents for awhile, but I already did dishes and whatnot, so I probably won't get yelled at anyway. OH well. I'm going off to see what mood I'd like to be today, because I don't really feel "just here" anymore. (WHERE? JUST THERE!) Thanks for the scholarship stuff Clare!
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freeking we need people who can a) sing, and b) play the piano. if we have garbage like mrs wilson and nicole filling those positions our choir will die miserably. honest to god, why does nicole insist on playing the glory? it sounds terrible. we need to crush her little spirit until it sounds better...and she has no sense of rhythm. we need to do some serious justine a-talkin.
I can't agree with you about Nicole, Rabe. She has some serious potential. I mean, look at me. I was crap when I first started, but now I've moved up on the ladder of church piano to somewhat half-decent!
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