oh man, I just got back from the concert. We sucked...what else is new. But here's what happened: our choir was last to sing until Concert Choir II came up to join us, so when they did, Kimberling just spilt the front row in half and pushed them to the sides. The soprano side had all the ppl get up onto the top riser with them, and there would've been enough room to do that on our side, but nevill was like "no, no, it's fine" but the row infront of me was squished so Alexander (2nd soprano) told me to move over and stood inbetween me and emily (both altos). This happened without any of us noticing that he was a second sop. in a sea of altos. so we were singing these songs with 3 parts and of course, he sang the second part. now there was this annoying big boy infront of us (and when I say big, I mean BIG! He was honestly probably 250 lbs and like....a 4th grader) and this guy was also an alto. so we're singing fine until alexander had to go to the second part...the kid infront of us (oh man, i'm about to cry thinking about it...hhaahahaha!) this kid turned his head around 180 degrees to see alexander and has the most evil look on his face a fourth grader can have and starts BLASTING the alto part at alexander....ooooh my gosh! I totally lost it....up on stage...during the middle of a song....infront of a packed room. i was shaking from trying to stop laughing and sing at the same time. then i glanced over at my mom and dad and they looked at me like, "what is so funny?" and then my dad did this thing...i can't even describe it...and that made me laugh even harder. but this kid......hahahhahaha.....ooooooooooooooh what a good laugh he gave me!!!!!! he stayed turned around for atleast a whole verse until Emily goes, "dude, he's a second soprano, turn around" in a harsh tone...it was awesome. that made alex and i laugh EVEN harder. when we were walking to the car, my parents wanted me to explain what happened to them and i told them and they busted out laughing and then that made me laugh and we were all laughing til we got to Walnut avenue. oh, also, there's henry....dear little henry...this boy, prolly 8th grade now? but it's so funny. b/c he's never had a girlfriend and whenever ppl talk about sexual things, he just turns around and gets embarrased...so i took my cue. haha. the shirt i have is a...little tight in the upper torso area....OKAY, tight in the boobs, and whenever button shirts are like that, they tend to open to supply more fabric (i'm sure all the girls know what i mean). so last concert, I put a safety pin on my shirt to hold it together..but this time I didn't. so we were on the risers practicing and i leaned over to henry and said, "Henry..." and he looked over and asked what I wanted (I was messing with my shirt the whole time and he acted uncomfortable) then i asked, "Whenever I stand like this *stands to side* can you see my bra? b/c the fabric.." and his face turned bright red and looked away. he goes, "........did you say........did you say your bra?" ooooh, i love messing with him! and there was this kid (must be like 7, 8, 9....i never was good at decifering ppls ages) but he is the cutest littel boy i've ever seen. he's gonna be hot when he grows up (yes, i also told henry my views on this kid...haha). but he will be!! I told my mom and she was like, "I think he's a little too young for you, LP". nah (right almeta? Jake! haha) oh man, my parents are at Hacienda right now....without me (obviously). I think i'm going to go find something to eat.