Stop Signs Are Not Tasty

Damn you, Stan...damn you.
Anyway, today on the bus ride home, I thought of something so good and exciting that my eyes welled up and I very nearly cried with joy. But then a mosquito flew by my ear so instead I just flinched and swatted at the air. I'm fairly certain I looked like an insane person, but the original intent of my thoughts had been good. I just rather feel like...there is something that feels wonderful and amazing inside my heart that grows every day and fills me with joy. I know, I know, that sounds retarded. Whatevs.
Anyway, so tomorrow I have to a)try to get my math back b)rehearse with Ms Strome the second soprano line of Streets of London, Panis Angelicus (it's so boring...I was falling asleep and I'd just had a coffee), and my favourite, Cape Breton Lullaby. Which pretty much the second sopranos have the prettiest line and I love it and it sends shivers down my spine to hear it. And then I realize that sound is coming out of my mouth, and the mouths of my fellow choristers. It was the awesome. And c)pick up/fill out a blank cheque. Woo!
And now, here we go...

Musical Quote of the Day

"Drift wood is burning blue
Wild walk the wall shadows
Night winds go riding by
Riding by the lochie meadows
On to the ring of day
Flows Mira's stream singing

Cai dil gu la laddie
La laddie
Sleep the stars away

Far on Beinn Bhreagh's side
Wander the lost lammies
Here there and everywhere
Everywhere their troubled mammies
Find them and fold them deep
Fold them to sleep singing

Cai dil gu la laddie
La laddie
Sleep the moon away

Daddy is on the bay
He'll keep the pot brewin'
Keep all from tumblin' down
Tumblin' down to rack and ruin
Pray Mary send him home
Safe from the foam singing

Cai dil gu la laddie
La laddie
Sleep the dark away"

-Composed by Kenneth Leslie (performed by many a choir) Title: Cape Breton Lullaby