All-District Chorus

Skipping an entire day of school to go sing all day with all the other chorus members from different schools is always something I love to do. The songs were alright, but last year was better. We had our traditional chocolate covered strawberries (which were hand picked by Jesus) and we sang and sang and sang until we performed it all tonight. Then it got disappointing. Like when they cut out a song for a reason that we were not told of, and then Kell Bells nominating me to go represent Southside by singing high B flats like we do it all the time or something (it's okay though, since they also ended up cutting that song short anyway since it was the song arranged by Satan himself). And then there was this girl. Who stood beside me. On the risers. AND BELTED EVERY POSSIBLE WRONG NOTE IN MY EAR. How were you even put in this Honors Choir when you sing like pianissimo and mezzo forte are sung exactly the same? No. I should've pushed you off those risers, and knocked you out with my giant unhelpful folder since you are a terrible page turner and violated me since you were all up on my butt and stuff. No thank you. Bye. And Although there weren't laugh-till-you-cry moments, I finally received some flowers from the bestie since she felt bad that my parents never showed their appreciation for my voice since 2nd grade. Thanks. But in the end, it was nice to sing with old friends again be united in one beautiful day. Shoutout to those Base 2 guys, man. Y'all were carefully made to perfection.