If there’s one thing I hated during high school, that’s the Music classes! Boy, did I hate those! Mainly because music meant, besides ordinary classes of theory and singing, everybody had to play an instrument (I had the guitar, Aleera had the piano) and some of us…the most worthy ones, hehehe…. some of us had choir classes. I hated choir!!! Because we went to competitions and in order to attend competitions, we had to rehears a lot and they were taking a lot of my free time, which I was bothered by…a lot!

The girls choir was the pride of our high school and every time something big was happening, we were there, singing songs, in our black skirts and white shirts, compulsory.

So there was this time, when some big event was happening, but me and one colleague forgot about it…totally. The choir teacher announced us the day before to come dressed properly because we were going to sing the next day in front of the mayor and some other big fat asses. But we forgot…and when the teacher came to the classroom to “collect” us for the choir, she found me dressed in an orange jumper and jeans, and my friend dressed in a green hood and jeans. Thing is we were main voices, therefore they could not sing without us. The teacher said no way, you gotta find some white shirts.

We didn’t.

…and this is how the choir looked that day: a big pool of white shirts with two balloons in the center: one orange, the other green. Oh… my jumper had Fishbone written on and my friend’s hood had Megadeth written on.