I am writing my reflection today, on Tuesday, not having started my Pizza Hut problems yet. This is probably not a good idea. However, I really felt like I need to get this reflection over with before I do anything else. (Hence, my writing this right now.)
This week, we did our namesake graph presentations. I was very much impressed with and intimidated by the graphs of Sam and Erik because they were so complex. I remember in fourth grade, with our awesome math teacher, we made stellated rhombic dodecahedrons (I think that was what they were called), but I lost mine, and I no longer have a cool looking spiky ball that can morph into a cube. Mine was messily taped anyway. Erik’s design seemed a lot less complicated after he explained it on the chalkboard, but I still don’t really get his questions. And Sam’s graph was just overwhelmingly colorful and complicated and messy and simple and organized at the same time. I couldn’t stand seeing another amazing graph, so I went next.
Listening to “Dancing Through Life” is not very good encouragement for me to keep on typing this reflection. Now I’m wondering why both Elphaba and Galinda like Fiyero if he’s so disrespectful of learning and school and the things that will get you somewhere in the real world. I mean, dancing is awesome, but Fiyero just seems like some jerk who doesn’t care about anything. The only good part about Fiyero is that he can justify everything stupid he does through song: “Dancing through life, swaying and sweeping, and always keeping cool! Life is fraughtless, when you’re thoughtless, those who don’t try, never look foolish! Dancing thorugh life, mindless and careless…” Nevertheless, it is a good song.
We have pizza hut problems, as I mentioned before. I should probably start working on them sometime. It sounds interesting, but I actually have to find out how to fold origami shoes by Thursday too.
This paragraph will be an explanation/apology for any possible lateness/leaving-early/absences in May. All of my performances in everything happen to be in May. So, this Thursday, we have our spring concert for chorus. Even though we’re going last, we have to be there at the beginning of the concert, of 7. Given that we (me and two other girls) are taking the initiative to buy flowers for our chorus teacher, however, we will probably need to get there a little earlier to discuss how/when we’re going to give them to her. This means that I will need to leave around 5:50. That probably won’t change anything because we tend to finish a little early anyway, but I’m just saying it now so nobody can accuse me of not warning you. Next Thursday, 5/17, is the enrichment fair. The enrichment fair starts at 6:30, but our teacher has not told us what time the Shakespeare performing people have to be there yet. I’ll let you know as soon as he tells us. The Thursday after that, 5/24, is show day for the DLC class production of Fiddler on the Roof. Call time is at 5, and the show starts at 6, so I can’t come to class that day. I think you said that 5/24 was when we were going to take the final. Is is okay if I come.. sometime else? Like on the next Wednesday, 5/30? I would totally come the day before, 5/23, but the whole week is tech week, and Wednesday is the dress rehearsal. The Thursday after that, 5/31, is the last Thursday in May. Finally. I happen to have my Scholastic national awards ceremony at Carnegie Hall on June 1st, and we are either leaving or planning on Thursday night. I think that that was our planned Pizza Hut day??? If it is, I need to try to persuade my parents that I can totally survive for 24 hours without sleep, because I really don’t want to miss Pizza Hut.
On top of all of that, our school has an 8th grade talent show on June 5th. This means that we’ll have rehearsal from 2:45 to 4 every Wednesday and Thursday starting from this Thursday all the way up to the show. Obviously, this meant that I had to push my voice lesson half an hour forward on Wednesday and arrive at swimming late, which consequently would mean that my swim coach would be really mad at me. On Thursday, this meant that I had to write on my permission slip that I had to leave early every Thursday. Even so, I might get to math class 5 or ten minutes late. And now you’ll know that I wasn’t beinglazy/finishinglastminutehomework/playinghookie. Now aren’t these talent show planning people just delightful? They have to schedule the rehearsals when nobody has time. Pretty much all of my friends have math or dance or swimming or soccer or track after school on Wednesdays and Thursdays. After I got over my rage at the planning people, I looked on the bright side: I’ll be able to sing for an hour every day after school! Isn’t that lovely?
By the way, Mrs. Krummel, and everybody else in our class, you are totally welcome to come to our concert. Chamber choir only fails at two of its songs. For the three that we sang at Hershey Park, we are actually decent. We got full score at Hershey, which I totally thought we didn’t deserve because we messed up on the “froc de bur” verse, but the judges liked us so much that we also got first place and judge’s choice! The band and orchestra got those too. Wind Ensemble is performing before us in the concert, which is totally wrong because they’re better and should perform last, but, as I said before, people who plan such things are seriously disturbed and obviously don’t think that pink is the best color. <– Legally Blonde, anyone? No? Okay. Maybe I’m the only one who lives under a sparkly pink diamond.
Today was high school visitation. Centennial HS was so boring, and there were examples of all the extracurricular stuff except for singing. I was kind of mad. Anyway, even though I’m the weakest person ever, I think I might do cross country with all of my friends. This club called Horizon forced me to take one of their pink slips of paper. I still have no idea what they do.
People actually commented on my reflection last week. This was surprising because I thought nobody actually bothered to read my long rants about life that week. I am first again. This is even more surprising because I am a huge procrastinator.
My picture: “Fahrenheit,” melvdesigns, Flickr, (CC)-BY-NC-SA 2.0
See you on Thursday!
Cecilia , who will now go figure out how to fold origami shoes and hopes that she has at least 47, combined with Erik’s, to give Mrs. Doring on Thursday
And yes, I am testing to see if you guys actually read this part.