randomly writes: ...memories...

Went to a choir concert tonight at Rangi. The beautiful sounds of the male section aside, I really enjoyed actually seeing these choirs that I have spent the last four years of my life from a different perspective.

Firstly a run down on the concert. I found it...interesting that the variety of repertoire is yet again repetitive. Every choir did a song that they had done the year before...how frustrating. I did like the fact, however, that the male section in Bernyanyi was huge and half decent. A little disappointed that Fundamentals only did one song...Moon River (not sure if it has got worse...bit hard to tell) They'll be sweet though. I so thoroughly look forward to taking those choirs when I start teaching at Rangi.

Anyhoo, I felt quite sad sitting there listening to Jakes wonderful stories that music was playing backdrop to (thanks Jakes, I really appreciate it...seriously, very funny) Not sad because of the stories, but sad because I miss all those friends that I have left behind, not necessarily the ones I still see every week, but the ones who I didn't know quite so well and haven't seen since last time we sang together. Oh well, I guess thats how life works.

Thinking about not seeing people again, I was reminded that although there are some people I will never see again on earth, I will see them again (some of them at least) in heaven. This reminded me of my Grandad. He died when my dad was only 5 and so dad and I have never really known him. However, I sometimes feel that I do know him quite well. Recently my Grandma has been getting old (...funny that...) and been retelling stories of her life, quite cool stories like on the day that my dad was born, Grandpa drove up and down the street tooting his horn and yelling at the top of his lungs about how happy he was because of my dad (something I have struggled to understand, especially since he is the youngest of 4...I certainly don't see myself being that happy at number four...) Stories like this and characteristics I have seen in my dad and my aunty and uncles that I haven't seen in my Grandma, help me to shape the kind of person he was. If there is one person that I am really excited about meeting in heaven (apart from Jesus, God et al) it would be him. I love my family so much, I dont quite know how i am going to deal with one of them dying...

ok, getting a little too depressing...time for something happy...
...I'm on study leave...woohoo...5 weeks of holiday, 5 weeks of holiday...
alright, maybe only happy for me...

Oooo I went to Jacob's goodbye party on Sunday night and got to see a whole lot of people I haven't seen in ages...Jakes should go away more often...purely from the parté point of view...

Time for some pictures...

Apparently this guy, whose name is Jonathan Palmer, is a famous composer...seriously...try typing your name into Google image search, its amazing what you find.