Still eating my Easter chocolate.

This morning I received a call from none other than Ms Purdy, advising me to bring clothespins as we would be playing the ceremony outside. My music stand proved to be stellar when it came to keeping the papers from flying off (my funky clothespins helped, naturally), but others weren't so lucky, and one stand slipped into the gutter. (It's always the saxes.) We were "awesome" (and I'm proud to be a dork), of course. The ceremony itself was okay, except for the rabbi at the end who started talking about how people were "denying the holocaust" and bad-mouthing Islam, which was kind of inappropriate. I lost the competition for last leaving, but I still came in third. I'm not sure whether Marco forgot his trumpet or not.

I can't believe Winds is over though. Say what you like, everyone, but I love the stupid band, and now it's finished.

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