In case you didn't know, i have taken choir since i was in 2nd grade. im now a sophmore in high school.
I had to retake women's choir- not becasue i failed, but because the class im supposed to take wont fit in my schedule. i'm stuck with a bunch of puny freshmen.
who suck
one of them is in danger of fatality by my fist because she (1) is a brat, (2) she jokes about sicide and cutting, adn (3) because she talks like a child (on purpose) and doubles the past tense because she thinks it's cute (I dididED it, or I runnED, or he swamEDEDEDEDEDEDEDED). She's gonna drive me crazy.
Well, this concert was ok. they didn't do as badly as i thought, but MY GOD< THESE BABIES NEED TO LEARN SUBTLETY.
We pass things while other classes are snging- it keeps us occupied and makes them smile. the girls passed it IN FRONT OF THEM instead of behind their backs. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh.
but we rocked on the african piece.
But now to the point.
I ahve this friend, we'll call him kale, and he is one of three tenors in chorale 2. I told him that i can tell his voice out of the choir, and he decided to pick out m voice in our songs.
And he can.
(I sing alto two [Manly noises for women] and alto 1[still low, but not double-chin])