Tomorrow, for the 3rd year running, I'm going to embarrase myself, loose a weekend, and all of this on TV, for a TV program i don't care for, and for a religion i don't care for. All for that irrumator i told you all about in my earlier blogs.
Yes, its the time of year i truly do curse my singing voice and think of cutting out my larynx. Its the songs of praise choir of the year awards. its my third time. 3rd time we've made it to the final, third time we've entered. We haven't won yet. And we arn't going to win, for 2 main reasons, which are kind of the same thing.
Is it moral to give a rich private school, which already milks its investors and parents for all they have, a financial prize for winning a singing competition? Is it?
I don't think it is, as do the producers of the program, therefore i don't think i will ever win this trophy. And it angers me. We were told by the BBC, a few weeks after the competition that we were the best choir there, and since then have been on, wait for it..... 3 songs of praise programs..... 3 for fucks sake. Its a motherfucking joke. I'm wasting a perfectly good weekend for something i don't want to do. I have work, my A levels are in less than 3 months and im fucking bricking myself. Its scary to think that i will be finished so soon, i dont want to be, i dont want to grow up, cant fucking make me!
Still, what can i do?
Fucking hell, i need a beer.... and some nachos, preferably cheesy nachos.
Anyway,
Love you all,
Jx
Song of the day: Better luck next time Prince Charming - Alesana
Quote of the day: 'Welcome to hell, here's your accordion' - Gary Larson
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