Every part about tonight was just absolutely wonderful and amazing in every way. After school, I went to my friend Ally's house and she started curling my hair. (Which, much to my surprise, only took 45 minutes to do.) We had to be at school at 6 to practice our mass choir (7th-12th grade) song. That went fairly smoothly. After that, it was absolutely crazy! I had to practically RUN from the choir room to the band room uniform closet to get my Encore dress. This dress has really been stressing me out for the past two weeks. We got these dresses fitted during softball season, and, not thinking at all, I realized that I had gained a lot of weight since softball season got over because I have done little to no exercise.Then dress was already tight on me when it was fitted. Thankfully, I slipped the dress on with little struggle. For the next hour, all of the Encore girls were running around like crazy doing hair, doing make-up, retrieving candy-cane props, and getting yelled at. Fifteen minutes before the concert started, Ms. Poe had an "Emergency Encore Practice". Holy cow, I had never seen that woman so nervous/anxious. While the 7th and 8th graders each sang their songs, we were all in the choir room waiting for what seemed like forever. Poe told us that we literally had two seconds to get in our choir robes after Encore was done performing, so I put mine where I could easily find it in the sea of 92 choir members.
Finally-- it was time for Encore to perform. As we were walking out of the choir room into the gym (we don't have a nice stage or performing arts place), one of the creepy bass guys said to me, "Your chest looks really flat in that dress." Really? Really? I smiled and said, "Thank you!" and then walked away rolling my eyes. What a stupid idiot! Why would you say something like that? In the gym I looked up to see that every single bleacher was crowded with people; it was almost over-whelming.
Our first song went very well, an a Capella jazz version of "Christmas Time is Here". Our second song also went very well, it was called "All for a Baby". It sounded so sweet and beautiful. Our third song went amazing! It was the song that we danced to! It was titled "Sparklejolleytwinkejingly". Much to my surprise, my counts were never off, and I did all of the dance moves somewhat correctly. The only problem was that a tenor ran into me when we were moving into our kick line, but that was more funny than harmful. The song ended on a very good note! (Pun intended!)
We practically ran back into the choir room to get our robes. I opened the door to see a 92 person sea of green. I dropped my candy-cane prop in the pile, and turned around to get my robe. It was then that I completely tripped over my feet and landed flat on my face, flashing my brand new Adidas spandex to the entire choir. That was embarrassing. I quickly got into my robe and then proceeded to the gym. All three of the choir songs went absolutely amazing, despite the fact that the four people around me could not hold a tune in a bucket. The mass choir song was beautiful. 200+ kids all singing and spreading the joys of the season to a crowd of people!
When I got home I received a very wonderful surprise! I walked in the kitchen to see a package addressed to me from my Aunt Robin and Uncle Mike (they're actually my second cousins, but they are as old as my parents, so it's easier to call them Aunt and Uncle.) I opened the package to find an University of Wyoming sweatshirt, and a note that said, "We were in Laramie and thought of you. Love, Robin and Mike". I love them so much! They both are on some Alumni/Recruiting Board thing at the University and have been preaching to me for the past couple of years about how I need to go there and that they will be my supporters while I am there. It seems too early to be thinking about college. It seems like just yesterday that I was walking into Kindergarten in Sterling (mind you, Sterling, NE)... :)
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