Rock the Vote and other such things

November 22, 2006

It’s been a huge week or so for me. I should have blogged during the last week, but I’ve either been

a)rushed off my ass

b) enjoying the little moments of calm and time to myself before I’m rushed off my ass again in the rush to get to the end of the year.

My grade 12s graduated this week- which has been exciting and a bit teary. I’ve felt a bit like a rock star, with kids wanting to hug me, have their photo taken with me and telling me how I’ve changed their life. Of course, I’m not letting it go to my head. It’s been nice- I love this class, so it’s nice to know they feel the same about me. They had their formal on Wednesday night and looked gorgeous. I, on the other hand, felt fat, silly and the do I got looked wrong. My fabulous dress was a bit too small and my hair looked like orphan Annie. I’d love to show you how gorgeous some of the girls looked, but they’re not really photos I should be publishing without their permission.

Friday was the graduation- more hugs and tears. I only then realised how much I adore this group and want really good things. So if any of you, my gorgeous 12s have stumbled onto my blog (God forbid!)- Good luck!

Saturday was Rock the vote. BMB and I volunteered on the ground crew and worked the gate for a few hours. For a few bizarre minutes I acosted Steve Cannane , who was recording a story there, and went into fawning fangirl mode. That’s be me- I go for the journos, not the rockstars. Then there was the Resin Dogs, a few beers and the token weirdo. Frank and Oreon got there just in time for Spiderbait. We were also amazed at how short Andrew from the Chaser was- but pleased to see him. I didn’t get a pic, as I thought I’d been too much of a fangirl for one day.
Later, we hung out and watched Butterfly Effect and Shihad from our “old people’s seat” on picnic tables on the grass.

But we got up and boogied for You Am I- the last band. I forgete just how much effort they put into a show. It’s a physically extreme effort, and Tim looked exhausted be the end, but I got some ok pics and some dogy video I might put on You tube. I’ve already put the pics up to a (private) picasa gallery- email if you’d like to have a look.
Sunday, we had a traditional Gymp brekky at
Sunnybank and went to see the Prestige, which was great. It was so good catching up with Frank- she’s had a crap couple of months and it was good to let her know there’s a life and love for her outside of all that. Busy weekend- tiring, but good.
I’ll blog sooner next time- promise.

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