My parents keep saying they’ve never had as much work as we’ve had so far and that it’s only going to get worse. So much for support!!

….. I don’t rightly know as i had my ears blocked. (i don’t think she was going to say planned i think it was supposed to be “my own *d-a-m-m-e-d* time :)) anyway the fateful moment arrived and she went through all the stuff like how to lose marks and to check everything carefully and Blah blah blah…. we wanted our assignments and we were going to get them whether it be the easy way or the hard way. she chose hard. we talked through her and over her and didn’t pay attention until she finally got the drift and just handed them out. I was over the moon!! I mean seriously 35/40 ain’t bad!!

But we’re apparently getting another geography assignment in a few weeks. I hate Yr 7!!

We alotted ourselves a small spot just outside of the door in a small outdoor corridor. That got overthrown by people who had thrown their books there and gone to the canteen or to play handball. so we moved around the corner. That, today, got overthrown by next years yr 7 and it probably will do so tommorow as well seeings as there is another taster day tommorow for the other half of next years yr 7. So we were chucked out to do naught but our homework which was rather boring.

that’ll teach me to move faster getting my books anyway, my music project is now well underway!!

right now (1:31 and lunchtime) i’m devoting my time to my music assignment which, i might add mater, has been re-scheduled so it is not due this thursday like i thought…..but thursday week 9 ….. and it is now week 5!!! yipieeeeee!!!!

first off. we sat in a bus. i sat next to my boy-friend (boy whose a friend (don’t go getting ideas)) we played spotto and i now have a bruise on my arm where he punched me. We eventually got off in front of a big fancy building. it was white. it was shiny!! It…..wasn’t the one into which we were headed. We were being led along the path instead. We stopped in front of another building. i stared at my feet. This wasn’t the building either because it was no where near as nice as the other and no where near as nice as the Sydney symphony orchestra should have as a headquarters or whatever you wanna call it. So i kept on shuffling forward…..looking at the next big fancy building…..and accidentally ran into a teacher who told me to stop looking at the ground and to keep my head up so they could count us. Then the teacher came back, confirmed that no one was missing and went into the building without a second glance Naturally, we followed. It was magnificent!

There was a room as big as the Town hall (maybe a bit smaller:D) inside this building i rated a “not-worthy-of-a-second-look” and it was spotless. There were rows and rows and rows of chairs. and not hard-backed ones either….soft and comfortable like. i sank intoa chair, my legs glad of the rest, and took a good look at what was underneath me. It took my breath away.

There were Tons of instruments and people sitting below me. I was right up the back There were around 9-12 violins, 4-5 violas and the same amount of cellos. 3 double bases, a multitude of strange looking percussion instruments, a tuba, 3 trombones, 5 trumpets, 3 bassoons, a bass bassoon (i can’t remember everything!), 3-4 clarinets, 3 flutes, a piccolo, and two oboe’s. It was incredible and they were all tuning! It was horrible!

then the magic began. They began with a piece from tchaikovsky’s nutcracker.It was wonderful if not a little noisy and then they did all sorts of other things Including something by some Australian composer whose name i cant remember and another piece by tchaikovsky (not the nutcracker) and it all was wonderful.

Then the conductor turned to us and said that since we’d been at the back the whole time the last three rows (which included me) could come down and filter in between the players while they played the last piece. I ended up next to the oboe players. There were two oboe’s as said before and There was one girl and one boy. there was a spare seat next to the girl. Before they started the can-can The girl leaned over and asked if i wanted to sit down. i must have looked as uncomfortable as i felt but a gladly sat down and when i looked up at everyone i realised how scary it must be for them because i was nervous just sitting there and they all had to play!

we then went home with another bout of spotto’s and punch buggies and all manner of playful violence and then arrived at school for last period. my arms are sore and i have never been so embarrassed at being on stage when i’m not supposed to be. but it was GREAT!!

Jogging to and from Tae Kwon Do helps a bit more … if only Mater could be bothered to do more jogging on the weekend … or if we repaired enough bikes for us all to go for a ride … or if … well you’ve seen the Dog’s blog … if only …

All donations for a wig for Mater will be gratefully received!