Since second semester senior year started, I found that my life quickly formed into a daily routine that would cycle continuously the same pattern. I did not anticipate my days to be made up of school, work, show choir, and chores. Last week was an exception though with the daily outings with friends and dinners with my family.
Show Choir. Yes, I am one of the forty-two girls who dresses up in those blue, glittery dresses, embellishes herself with double the makeup, applies red lipstick like it's never enough, and continues to slap on glitter on her chest and temples. Yes, I sing, and quite decently too. And yes, I smile with my corrected teeth and attempt to "flirt" on stage with a wink just so we, as a choir, appear that we're having fun.
Show Choir has certainly taught me one thing. Drama.
No. Unnecessary drama. There are a few individuals that I would LOVE to point out that can just talk behind people's bad as if it is as essential as water for survival. It makes me laugh and think how little it benefits for them in the near future. It is a pity that they will live never learn that gossiping about other girls is temporary and while their actions will, actually, permanently damage them. Oh well?
As music plays victoriously among the five schools, three judges appears behind the curtains presenting four trophies that will be issued to the top four of the six schools competed. Each girl in each school, with their make up and hairpieces intact, hold each other hands tightly, hoping to represent their schools with a trophy. A women begins to speak on the microphone, holding a piece of paper. No, it was not just any insignificant piece of paper that one can just mindlessly throw away. It was the results. The results. The results that can make every girl cry with happiness or disappointment.
"In second place, WALNUT HIGH SCHOOL!"
You can probably hear the screams of shocks and utter surprise from the group. Not only were they were satisfied. They were content and fulfilled with a sense of happiness that could not be taken away from any school.
The show choir competition in Alta Loma certainly became a redemption for our team. Winning second place was just as sweet as winning first since Brea Olinda were just crazy. Though, it was a pity that it was our last competition in our division. However, I was surprised that I wasn't nearly as sad as most other seniors, maybe till Spring Pops. In retrospect, I will certainly miss the thrill of competitions, the memories we've created, and the unrelenting smiles that we had within each second of the show.
I will certainly miss the competitions.
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