Yes, in the middle of my tour I stop by and write to you guys :D though, I wouldn't say it's a real tour where we go around in busses and sleep at hotels and such. We actually sleep at home and have a certain time when we all gather at the new city. So in about two hours and 30 minutes it's time again - off to the next location.

Oh, yeah - maybe I should explain the title. FOMP is the name of the group which we play with, though the orchestra that I'm in at this occasion is called SUFO (short for Södermanlands UngdomsFolkmusikOrkester, translated to Södermanland's YouthFolkmusicOrchestra or something like that). Yesterday we startet calling our big group (SUFO and FOMP) SUFOMP. And with big - I really mean big. I think that we're about 100 people on the stage; dancing, playing, laughing and having an enormous amount of fun.
Yesterday we had a concert in a town called Eskilstuna. It was great - we thought that we would be in a school's lecture hall (in our meaning - quite a small place). But we entered an actual concert hall that was a part of a school! That was amazing!
Today we're going to Katrineholm and tomorrow we'll be in my hometown - Nyköping (if you've ever flown to Skavsta Airport, you know where that is).

And I found a video on YouTube from our latest rehearsing-day on the 20th of September, where we rehears the opening of the concert. It's a melody called "Dansa Flickor", translated "Dancing Girls". I'm not in the video, I was away during that last time so don't try and look for my figure ;) And it is quite blurry as well, so I doubt that even if I was in the video you would be able to see me.
Anyway - here it is

 

Hope you all enjoy it! Hopefully I'll write something after the last concert tomorrow as well.

 

Yep, I am... and I have no clue why.
I'm going to be on a tour this weekend with about 80-90 other youngsters and some really good musicians. We've been practicing the melodies since... February, I think, and at least I know them all and know how to play them. But earlier today, when I saw the poster about the tour, I almost felt sick!
I have no idea why, really. I mean, I do get nervous for concerts and stuff, but not that much and definitely not so many days ahead. I usually feel a bit some hours before it all starts and that's enough to send adrenaline through my body and make me enjoy it. But this time I felt like I wanted to run to a toilet and throw up.
Man, what's wrong with me these days? I'm looking forward to the tour, I can't wait to meet everyone again. So... yeah, it's weird.

Oh, yesterday was also very weird, and my legs are aching from it. It all started regularly; I biked to school as usual and went to my first lesson (math). There I suddenly remembered that since we had our pictures taken, I should've brought the paper with the ordering-stuff. So during the 40-minutes break after math, I biked home (I have 3,5 kilometres to bike, so I was pretty stressed) to look for the paper.
When I got home, I realised that the paper was gone and then I also realised that you could nowadays order it through the internet instead. So I biked back to school, got just in time for a short English-lesson. After that, we walked down to have our pictures taken.
While we were waiting for the individual photos, I realised I had recieved a message from my old teacher. He told me that he could really need my help in school (my old school, that is). So after I had done the photo, I rushed up to find my drama-teacher. I talked to her about the situation and she said it was OK that I skipped drama and helped a friend of mine instead.
So, that meant I ended school right there. And since it was then 11.00 and I wasn't supposed to be at my old school until 12.30, I decided to bike home and eat. That's another 3,5!
And then, after lunch, I biked to my old school, helped with the lessons that were left. Honestly, I've never seen my old teacher and friend so tired. He was pale and not concentrated and I found myself fearing that he would collapse. He had a hard time explaining the simplest sum and he copied the wrong papers over and over again. So I believed he'd called me for the right reason.
Anyway, after being a teacher for some hours, I biked away to have my flute-lesson. And after that, I biked back home.
All together, these distances I biked yesterday.
3,5 x 4 + 4 x 2 = 14 + 8 = 22 kilometres

Yay! And I've been training right before writing this as well, so I'll be pretty numb tomorrow :P

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