Saturday, November 12, 2005

Email to Dad

Warning: this is from an email to Dad and it's a little... unrestrained. ^ - ^

Guess what! I got all my 5 Excellences and Merit at Senior Prizegiving and everybody clapped spontaneously! Yay! :-D They did that too for Ash and Wei - they both got bucketloads. And we had fantastic music: Real Green Dress, LPHS band who are amazing (Neve Deighton-O'Flynn is the vocalist and she's very, very good) with electric guitar, kinda poppy-noveau: Neve even wrote the song. ^ - ^ Apparently the Principal's favourite school group (and there were significant whispers in the audience when she said that). *grins* Scandal!
Then there was a classical piece composed by Alex Campbell-Hunt called 'Spectrum' which was (ahh, too many superlatives) astounding. Yes, astounding. :-) It was gorgeous. Alex performed it in the piano with John and another guy on violins... Makes me so proud to go to the same school as them. Logan Park rocks!!! The jazz band played at the start and end, wonderful as always; and there was the orchestra performing the Shaft theme accompanied by one very brave singer and back-up girls - Tenor Eleven, the vocal group, sang with Bevan Gardiner who's blind and has the most beautiful voice: he sounded awesome. Bevan played lead guitar in Real Green Dress as well. :-D
We had the Honourable Pete Hodgson as guest speaker, MP for Land something and something else, Representative of Dunedin North in Parliament... Hmmmm... He was more charismatic than Ms Johnson (easily) but even when he was telling us to beware of arrogance he didn't manage to shrug off his own. A good speaker, funny - what I expected a politician to be I suppose. He wasn't magnificent, he'd just had more practice, and he didn't even bother to hide his boredom when the Principal was speaking - just told us when he stood up how glad he was to be here. Said it, but didn't show it. *shrugs* Meh. I may be the teensiest bit biased, but he wasn't as appealing as Mr Wallace. (Though, come to think of it, Mr Wallace seemed a bit odd last night - maybe because he's got no more classes this year, maybe because Ms Martin is leaving.)
Do you guys have the same rain we do at the moment? It's been suffocatingly muggy down here for the last few days, and it's still warm now even with the damp.
Oh, I forgot - for my English prize I got two books, Plumb by Maurice Gee and The Little Friend by Donna Tartt. Mr Wallace said I'd love them; I'm up to pg 110 in The Little Friend at the moment and it's definitely got something special about it. Hope I can write like that one day.
Now, that's enough I think. English exam on Wednesday! *shivers* I'm trying to talk Mum into grabbing Romeo + Juliet for me for some last-days revision. The exam itself starts at 9:30 Wednesday morning and goes through until 12:30... Shall catch the bus home I think. No more school for the whole year!!!! We get yearbooks on Clearance Day, the day after my Latin exam, December 3rd - that's when I shall say final goodbyes to Ms Martin. She's a fantastic Group teacher. ^ - ^ And a grandmother! Now she'll get to spend some more time with her family... We'll miss her though, and the chocolate cakes she bakes every Group party. (They are amazing chocolate cakes, a perfect example of how sweet she is.)

I had some strange thoughts yesterday, faced with whatever-the-hell-is-going-on in all my little affections... I think I might have a gift for that kind of thing. Silent, quietly embraced... And the truth is, I'm too sensible for this. That's why it's there. *shakes head* Reactions like that I can't control, though I try - and what I can control, the urges restrained, are what makes this strangeness what it is. It's weird being me in a 16-year-old's body. *laughs*

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