Happy New Year, Y'alls! Isn't it a wonderful year? I sort of expected it to be a bit different than last year, with all the hype and celebration. It feels like 2008 still. Now I need to practise typing '2009' 2009 2009 2009 2009............
I still catch myself writing 2007 occasionally. It'll take me forever to catch onto this 2009 thing.
A quick overview of the New Year celebration at church: We had two hours of singing/prayer to begin with. I nearly died of smothered laughter twice (thankfully during the singing, not the prayer! That would have been embarrassing!). The first time needs a lot of explanation, so I'll skip it. The second time, we were singing "Everlasting God" and it kept getting higher, and higher and higher so that even the worship leaders were having a hard time singing it! I was sitting next to a friend, then Rapunzel and two other friends. We all started giggling a bit, but the friend next to me and I got it the worst, and I laughed so hard I was crying by the end of the song. Thankfully, it was the last song....
Then some friends and I played a rousing game of
Pit. It's an awesome game we got for Christmas from Mum and Dad. I won twice. Next, I played a lot of Apples to Apples and won two green cards in a row. I ended up with three, I think.
During the Apples to Apples game, one girl was trying to take pictures of another, who did not want to be photographed unawares. That was quite entertaining, trying to get pics of her. And then, after we got bored with it and some people had to go home, I stood around talking with my friend and her friend, who I'm not quite sure what to think of. He has a very confusing effect on people. Sort of a talent for getting your mind muddled. It's really hard to get a coherent sentence out around him.
Then, it became 2009, and the three boys left there (my bros and another kid) blew noise makers and laughed and clapped. Woo hoo! Somehow, it doesn't feel like the future. No flying cars, no hovering cities, no transporter beams....what's the point of '09? *sigh*
So. On to the "After the Concert, Part 2" part of me post.
*ahem*
Where were we? Ah, yes, I had just met one Daniel Kirkley. After chatting with Daniel Kirkley some, we moved on in the line to Jason Germain, who is tall and makes me feel short even though I was wearing two-inch heels. Here is us meeting him:

That's my book he's signing. I look sad, don't I? Well I wasn't!
Inbetween this picture and the next, he asked us:
"Sisters?"
*nod heads and answer in unison* "Yes."
"Twins?"
*laugh and shake heads and answer in unison* "No!"
"Oh, do you get that a lot?"
Ha! Argh! I wish we had used the answer that we have practised many times, but never had a chance to use: "Yes," I say, "She's the older by two years...." I thought of that, just as we were shaking our heads.
He also asked if I'm a musician. Because of the necklace I had on. (note to Mom: And you said no one would notice my jewelry! *reserves the right to say 'I told you so'*)It's some sort of musical sign, but you can tell from that description how much I know about music! I said, no, it's my sister's, but I do sing a lot.
Jason figured out that Rapunzel, Owan, and I could form a band.... :D He's really nice, too.

And here are, from left to right, Miss Kiwi, Mr. Jason Germain (all bent over so he could fit in the same picture with us and not have his head cut off), Miss Rapunzel, and a bad picture of Miss Owan. (Sorry, Owan! I don't know how to edit the picture.). Look at the guy in the background. Behind and to the left of me. Doesn't he look like Jason? When I first caught a glimpse of him, I thought it
was Jason, with a bit of lip fuzz.
And then, we casually sauntered over to Jaime Jamgochian and Lanae' Hale. We enjoyed a good talk with Jaime. Rapunzel was in a musical year before last which included a song by Jaime. I'll give you the song title once I get it from my sis. Jaime asked Rapunzel to email her a link to it, or if we had Facebook to show it to her on there. So far, we haven't found it on the Web. :( And, somehow, Jaime avoided the camera and we have no picture of her. :'(
But, here're two of Rapunzel and me with Lanae' Hale and Daniel Kirkley:

This is a good picture of Daniel and me.

And this is a good one of all of us. I thought there were two messed up pictures, but I guess there weren't.
Y'know, here I look a lot taller than Daniel, but if I hadn't worn heels we would have been almost the same height.
And that's all I'll say about The Concert for now, because I still have material for one more post, plus copies of autographs. :) I'm getting quite a bit of Blogger Fodder out of this. :)
Note to Soul Skittles Regarding her Last Comment: Sorry I 'lied'. :) But I think you lied, too, in your last comment, about me having "like one thousand" up on you.
Note to Owan Regarding Several Things: This is a warning. Be very careful in all you do. You do not want to anger me. The last person to anger me.... well, let's just say that her movie collection was raided and it was Not Pretty. That's all I have to say. That and, how are your 'poachels'?
Note to All who Read This: My friend,
HMS Avalon, wishes me to tell you that she wants a few more readers and y'all are all welcome to visit. At least, I think that's the message I'm supposed to give you.
And now I must go to Bed. Ugh. I don't like Bed.
Last thing: I'm going to try to blog on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and possibly once on weekends.
There. I'm done. Y'alls can comment now!
~Kiwi