Yaaaaaas! The Christmas concert was incredible. I think what happened was, I finally bloomed into that I-can-finally-reach-those-high-notes state. So I can finally sing loudly and FINALLY participate and support the group.
We all had to wear blue jeans, a colourful polo shirt and black shoes. I didn't want to wear my converse, plus I needed some extra height (since I'm REALLY short, considering my age and the rest of the senior group. Kirstie, PTX, has the same problem...) sooo, I wore my heel shoes. Yes, they are about 3 centimetres long, and whatnot. But remember, I am twelve. I walked in them from 1-10 o' clock. Approximately 9 hours, plus movements (dancing!). I am twelve. You might not remember the pain of heel shoes at that age! It hurt. It hurt. At the end we had to jump for a photo. Not happening. But it happened, to me, in THOSE shoes. I couldn't even keep a straight face, whilst announcing there will be a twenty minute interval. It hurt. It hurt.
At least we got some Christmas cheer. Despite the SHOES, I couldn't stop smiling, once in the backstage. Speaking of backstage. Why is the light in the backstage blue?
My favourite song in the concert was 'Peace Between Nations' the seniors had to sing (includes me). It was so BEAUTIFUL :3
I miss my fwends at the other choir, Sam! Lily! Marie! I am coming back for youuuuu! I am THAT weird.
Bye,
Nin
This is where we performed.
Wait. This post has nothing to do with Christmas. It doesn't deserve to be called blogmas. Oh wait, 'Christmas cheer...' and 'Christmas concert...' in line 1 and 13, respectively. That'll do it :P
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