Colds Are Not Fun

I have a cold. :( It is not fun, anyone knows that. I got it Thursday, but it didn't spike until last night after I got home from Orchestra. Thank goodness.

While I'm on the subject of Orchestra, something happened. It wasn't weird or anything, just to let you know. In concert choir one of our songs is O Holy Night. It has an African feel to it, which is really cool. Well, we were all having trouble with it. Everyone was either sick or just not paying attention. So Mrs. S. said this: "I'm going to do something that will put some of you out of your comfort zones." Then she points to two basses, tenors, altos, and sopranos. I was one of the sopranos. I would not have gone up of my own free will if she had just asked for two volunteers from each part. But I think I did an OK job of it. All except the high G at the end, I cracked at that note. But I had the starting of a cold, so it was forgivable, I think. The reason that she did that was to have everyone hear what the whole thing would sound like. I still don't know why she chose me as one of the sopranos. Other than that the day went by without anything else weird happening.