Little fuzzy blobs of cuteness. :)

So, yesterday, my dad and I went to IFA and got six little chicks.

They are ADORABLE. :)
We already have chickens, but they're getting old, so we had to get some chicks.
I've already claimed one. :)

I'm not really sure what to call her, but I thought she looked like a Henry. And, since that's a boy's name, I settled with Henrietta. But her name is subject to change. I don't want people thinking I named her Henrietta because she's a hen. Because that's just stupid, and I didn't. :P

Here are some piiiicccccttttuuurrreeesss. :D

Sorry, they suck in quality, but it's all I have.

All six of them. :)

Aw. Aren't they cute? It's hard to tell, but I'm pretty positive the one on the right is Henrietta. :)

Silly chicken in the food bowl. :)

Interesting close-up of Henrietta. :P

So, yeah. Cute little things, aren't they? And the mostly black ones (you can see both of them in the first picture and one of them in the second picture) are going to grow up to be little puffballs. So, that'll be interesting. Two of the brown ones are Americaunas, which we already have a few full-grown ones already. And then Henrietta and another one of the brown ones are a breed of chicken that lays a bunch of eggs a year. :P At least, that's what the guy at IFA told us. :)

So, yeah.

In other news, my best friend Megan is coming down to my house tomorrow and staying until Wednesday. Then, the two of us are going down to her house. So, I won't be back until Saturday or Sunday. :)

Hopefully all of the little chicks will still be there when I get back! In the few times we've gotten chickens, we've never really had any die when they were chicks. Except for the very first time we ever got a chick. But that was the only time.

Let's see... what else?

I MADE CONCERT SINGERS!!!!

Yes. I made it. I made it. I made it. I can say it a million times, and I will never get tired of hearing it. I was positive that I wasn't going to make it. Because, at my audition (which was pushed from Monday to Wednesday), I messed up big time. Here's what happened:

So, I'm the second person to go in. I've just gotten over a terrible mutant cold, but I've been practicing my song, Danny Boy, quietly to myself while I was waiting to go in, and I'm pretty sure that I'll do okay. I know the notes, my voice has recovered from coughing up my lungs the entire week before, and I'm feeling pretty good. Just a teeny bit nervous.

I get inside the tiny room, and suddenly I feel the biggest wave of absolute terror over-come me. As I'm holding my music in my hands, I see that I'm shaking uncontrolabley. I take a deep breath, to no avail.

Mrs. McMurray (the choir teacher) starts playing the music, and I start singing. But, I have anxiety issues that kind of runs in my family. What happens is it'll feel like the wind has been knocked out of me and I can't get it back. It's actually pretty common. Anyone can get it when they're scared. Some people just have to live with it every day, even when they're not scared. Luckily, though, I don't have it as bad as my dad. It flared up for the first time last year and I had it every day for a couple of months, but then it just slowly went away. And now I don't get it anymore. Unlike my dad, who's had to live with it every day for the passed four or so years, since his flared up. It just never went away, like mine did.

So, anyway, it suddenly flares up again for the first time since, like, December. I can't catch my breath. Which, of course, means that I can't sing. I had to stop singing like six times in just sixteen measures. That, my friends, is a lot. And then, still having troubles, I could barely sing back what she played (Ugh. I sounded so off-key. It was terrible), and then my sight-singing just flew out the window. She had to help me every like, three notes. Then again, I've never been really good at it.

So, yeah. For the two days that followed, I wasn't really all that convinced that I would make it into Concert Singers. And then, during my lunch on Friday, I remembered that the list would be posted by then. So, I went to go look at it. I read through all the names, and then I saw mine. It was the best feeling in the world. Seriously. :)

And, as a plus, the guy I like made it in, too. So, next year, we'll have a class together.

Sigh. :)

Hm. What else? Oh, I changed the Song of the Week again. Now it's "It Happens" by Sugarland. Because I love that song and it's fun to dance to. ;) I put it on my playlist, like I've done to all of my Songs of the Week so far, so scroll down to the bottom of the page and listen to it, okay? :)

HAPPY EASTER! ♥