It was so good to see friends being friends. A lot of work had gone into pulling off a big celebration for the two people. I helped out in the celebrations, handing out party poppers, which was fun.

Nothing else needs to be said.

Next week, tests and assessments. Go well in them everyone!

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It has been two years since I’ve done this. So therefore, I’m a bit shaky, but it will do. I talk about the last few weeks, its news, and what is ahead.

Tomorrow (30 Sep), I will be at Centennial Park chilling out for a day. There the creative juices will flow (hopefully) and there will be some stuff on flickr.

It’s the school holidays now.

At Barker, people usually are associated with one side of the scale. Some are good music, others drama. But some do both.

Today, I observed a glimpse of the drama side. I have been a music person for a long time now, and seeing into drama was interesting.

As someone told me today, “We are always busy busy busy… it never stops, and so doesn’t you.”

This year, music has been like that. For me that has been all the choir stuff, Battle of the Choirs, and the tour coming up in December. I would not be able to imagine myself associating with drama as well.

What’s great at Barker, is that we have super talented people doing all the drama stuff, as well as some doing music. There are few who do both, though.

“The stations are manned, and they don’t need more people.” says Me.

I must say, it was really fun. But I know I dropped a few marks though.

How did you go? Sound off in the comments!

Today was the final English Exam for Standard and Advanced.

Is it just me, or was the exam hard/worded badly/something bad?

Tonight felt special, not because I was wearing the red and black for the last time, but because it was the last time we were performing from our ‘battle’ repertoire. JAllington, our conductor, called it “the ridiculous”, but we all loved it. That night started at 5pm, the rehearsal.

Nostalgia filled the room, as we were all moving to the music that we sung, what felt like, many months ago. Then, the choreography was changed to fit the longer version of “Say a Little Prayer”. For an hour, we went through moves with O’Brien, but in the end it was what she described “three songs mashed up into one”. We all felt good, now it would be up to the performance.

Five hours later, we were just about to enter the hall for our part of Swings. Everyone was hyped; it couldn’t get better than this. The Big Band started to play; we ran on, the crowd loved us. About five minutes later, it was over. Our last performance as the ‘battle’ choir was done. As we left the stage, I felt happy and slightly sad. Battle of the Choirs had been a great experience for all of us. Now, it was back to our normal repertoire and schedule.

Working for TV is very different to what many people think it is. On our filming days, there were many rehearsals to get the best camera positions, basically to get everything right. Filming 40 minutes of footage took about three hours! I can’t stress how unique and fulfilling this experience was.

I must say, that it was pretty difficult to get out with others, as most were away somewhere out there, or have gone skiing with friends or family. That was fine, so I turned my attention to preparing myself for school next term (lame I know, but it had to be done). With a shocking report card for the past semester, it brought a severe reminder of what would happen if this continued on.

On the bright side, I did manage to spend some time with friends. I had coffee with someone on their birthday, and made people happy. Lame I know, but it’s what I do best.

Spending money is something I (and possibly everyone) do very well, so I bought myself a few things to prepare for Europe at the end of the year. Lame I know, but it had to be done.

I suppose that this holiday was not full at all, but the time to rest was certainly welcome.

I know that sometimes, you think I don’t make any sense at all. To that I say never mind, because it shows how difficult some minds work.

It was a good three weeks, but reality must come back sometime.