gonk
what a week.
work monday through wednesday, and on call banquets thursday and yesterday, and work again today.
did a spring clean today someplace i'd never been before. i liked it. ^^
anyways. the banquets.
17 of us on Thursday, i do believe. not bad, but only two guy singers were there. two bass guitars, one of which got to play regular, two keyboard players, and a drummer for the band. completely biffed How He Loves because i had to cover Matt's solo thinger in the beginning (=O), otherwise pretty fun ^^
but then yesterday................
argh.
so. there are noticeably less of us (11? *shrug* only two keyboardists and a drummer for the band... T.T), and right as we're about ready to head to Redwood, Becca gets a call. The person on the other end sounds upset (we all heard it and got quiet to see if we could figure out what was going on), and all of a sudden she just starts crying.
she hangs up. tells us "Zach Jones committed suicide about 15 minutes ago.... remember him? he's ali j's boyfriend, and went to on-call a few times.".....
next thing you know, pretty much everyone on the bus is crying or close to it.
it took awhile to get back into a happier mood. As with Thursday, yesterday we talked about prom on the way there.
Mike was freaking out because it turns out he accidentally agreed to go to prom with someone via cupcakes. he was only saying yes to the food, not to prom i guess xDD so he had to call her while we were at pizza ranch and apologize...
"I'm sorry, I was hungry and confused."
xDD
had to do How He Loves by myself. actually turned out okay (except for the one spot where we just got soooo totally off (but it isn't that hard to get off because hey, there are six beats per measure to screw up haha)).
i call it divine intervention that i put my sweatshirt where I did, because we did the skit and we weren't planning to. there's a lengthly thought process behind that...
and the thing about the skit was that the on-callers that weren't on stage were just in tears. i guess it was just the song and everything..................................
even after the performance a bunch of us went behind a divider in the room to just cry. *sigh* so not a good day, in that sense.
and then on the way home.
brianna had told us that 71 was flooded, so we tried to go a different way home.
it turned into gravel,
then a minimum maintenance road.
so we turned the trailer around, called the man in charge, and discovered that it really wasn't closed. xD
it's all good....
then i got home. looked up the kid who killed himself, saw his picture and burst into tears. (because i wasn't going to cry in front of people before i knew who it was)
i've talked to him before.
gonk
just pray that nothing else happens at NLS. they're suffering enough as it is.
on a completely different note, i want to make another dress. white or blue, maybe tiered. sweetheart halter neckline. for graduation.
but let me work on some other stuff before then.
FINISHED MY ALP CLASS!! whee
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