| Saturday 19 April 2003 12:53 pm NBA playoffs start today. All I want to be satisfied is for the Lakers to get knocked out. Preferably by Sacramento, but it'd be even better if it's by first round Minnesota. There are 5 games today. FIVE! This is going to be oh so good. I figured that I had to at least try for my solo, even if I didn't have the music for it yet. It's amazing how many things you can get if you just ask. I went to see Webb before class and asked him for it, promising that I'd have the music by Monday. After figuring out which song I was talking about, he said he liked that song and yes, we'll put it in. Sweet. I went to class in a good mood. During our "Ragtime" medley, he pointed to me for the little mini solo so I sang it, which means it's definitely mine. And then halfway through the medley he stops the chorus to say that he's inserting a song that only a select group (which I'm part of) will perform. That's when the girl who arranged the piece says to me, "That's your solo." They neglected to tell me before that very moment, so I was pleasantly surprised. I didn't get the music until class was already over. It's pretty low, so Webb asked if I could actually reach the low notes. (I'm nearly sure that I can.) I asked him whether I'd still get my solo since I was going to get the 2 "Ragtime" ones, and he said yes again. I won't be 100% sure about the three until I actually practice them with the group and the concert is blocked out... but I'm sure things'll work out. I would have been happy with just one, and I walked away with three. This is all on top of being in the select group. This group was handpicked: 14 out of the nearly 40-person chorus. (3 for each section except the sopranos, which have 5.) We will be performing at the Fairfax Celebration of the Arts opening ceremony next Friday, and will also get that song in the "Ragtime" medley. The reason this is important to me is because I'm the only newbie that was picked for this group; everyone else have been with the chorus before this semester. I knew in the beginning that I'd have to earn my place because no one knew me. Hell, Webb didn't even know my name the majority of the semester. But he knew my voice, and I've been rightfully placed with the creme de la creme. Hehe well good. I knew they'd realize that's where I belong. I was watching A Makeover Story yesterday and they had this woman who was celebrating her 50th birthday. She was so vivacious! A smile was planted on her face. She had a really pleasant sense of humor and just LOVED being alive. She was so full of energy and smiles and I was smiling just watching her. Fifty isn't particularly old, but it's getting to be that age when some get to be tired with or angry at little things or Life in general. Heck, I know plenty of people like that now. There are so many who are unhappy or bored or unsatisfied with or unappreciative of Life. This woman is not one of them. She's happy and in love with living, so it seemed, and I hope that I'm that jubilant throughout my life. |
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