School today was so weird. I think I entered my formroom twice in the entire day, and neither lasted longer than five minutes. During break I was in the ICT room trying to finish keying-in the Yellow string arrangement, and during lunch I was finishing music coursework, wandering off to meet Nikko and Ed, playing
Schindler's List Giorni Dispari together (squee – Sam joined in too, so I got an idea of how the violin harmonies sound outside of Sibelius synthesisers), practising string ensembles for the end of term service tomorrow, then going back to print off all my composition coursework. After that, I think I wandered confusedly around the Burton Fayre and wondered what had happened to my chances of a sandwich.
I did get the final copy of Yellow printed, though. All the parts are extracted and sitting on the desk just next to me looking exceptionally smart, as are all the parts for my composition. Now I just need… players. But still, exciting. I get such a kick out of knowing I had a part in the writing of each.
And my sniffliness about the SR is tempered now by seeing just how out of it Nikko was at lunch. Slightly. And he even told me how awful and unfun it was after a little prodding. Clearly we weren't missing anything, Ed. Cough.
Got a ticket for Kerfuffle, finally. Should be good.