The Chosen Ones? Then not so chosen...

Ok, im not being like prideful or anything. But I'll talk about the title later. Ok well maybe now. So, I was at easter pageant practice a few nights ago, and we were just up like 40 feet in the air practicing the resurrection and finale scenes until our time ran out. I got this feeling for just like 2 seconds that this is absolutely amazing. Not like "oh this is cool" but like "I can't believe that im doing this." It was a tad frustrating though, because we had some minor problems. At the beginning we were all asked to make sure that we could make it every single night on time. But tonight just wasnt that. The choreographer, Jessica, who usually has another person working with her drives down from flag every time. And apparently today just wasnt a good drive, but she made it on time. But somehow people who lived 45 minutes away max were 30 minutes to an hour late. Just frustrating. And we got chastized by the director. Then the next night was good :). Last night acutally. I got my trumpet last night! Only the guys get them, but the girls get to dance alot more. But back to wednesday. After we finished all that stuff, the guy angels got to go down and learn to be torchbearers. Apparently because they know were more coordinated or something...I tripped the night after that. So in this scene, Its right before Christ is crucified and everyone is all angry and mob-ish. The torchbearers all are supposed to run out, and christ gets led between us and were supposed to be all excited that this is all happening. Doesnt that just sound so backwards? It gets more wierd. Then after that we run off and come back in as a real mob of people and were supposed to shake our fists and be angry at Christ. I just cant explain how wierd that felt. Normally I would feel terrible after something like that, but the director nanci said a prayer with us. It was just amazing...but still odd in my mind. It felt right because I was sharing the message of Christ, but wrong because I've never gone against it. Anyway. Thats my story. We go from angels, to mob members, to angels again. Super wierd. Oh, and pretty sure that everyone that reads this blog already knows but I asked Alisha to prom...kinda nervous for her to respond! Yup thats It. Enjoy this nice little vid.