That was what I was like???

hey

Last night I went to my old primary school’s end of year concert.

Almost all the classes did a dance, and there was some really good stuff.

Plus, some totally cute ones, like the year one class dancing to that ‘Splish Splash I Was Taking A Bath’ song, all dancing in their bathtubs and towels and my friends year one sister dressed up as Dolly Parten (I soo can’t spell that) and strutting her stuff in front of everyone.

It was totally reminding me of when I was in them, like in grade four, in some high schools hall and having one of the teachers yelling at the entire audience because everyone was talking so loud no one could hear the strings performing, or even notice they were playing.

Fortunately though, the musicals got a whole heap better when our Drama teacher started writing them and giving them actual story lines and making us perform them in the Gold Coast Arts Centre.

They were actually good after that.

Plus it didn’t hurt that I was in said Drama teachers class so we got, like, two songs.

The next musical was two years later, when I was in year seven, but my old year five teacher didn’t really like our class very much, so we got delegated the exciting (please note sarcasm) task of sticking coloured cardboard triangles onto a year one classes Indian costumes.

If you think that sounds fun, try making 20 of said costumes with what felt like 50 cardboard triangles on each ones, while watching out the window as classes rehearse their dances.

Oh yes, it was excitement plus in 7SK.

But it’s still totally fun watching from the audience when you’ve reached high school and thinking OMG is that what I looked like in all the concerts???? If so someone get me a gun so I can blast my head apart, coz that is so totally EMBARRASSING!!!!!!! (Please note: that was a joke, I have no intention of aquiring a gun and blasting my head apart, no matter how dumb I looked in grade 5, or how many people laughed at me.)

I’d better go tend to the GINORMOUS pile of homework I have waiting. I fully intend to do it outside though, coz it’s another perfect day in paradise.

I would say beautiful one day perfect the next, but it rained yeaterday and was all muddy and gross and the Indy’s on today, so there is no way it can be perfect when there’s car racing on.

See ya,

luv Laura