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sweet goodness, i love fridays.
mostly because my friday class consists of one which ends at 10AM. after theory today, i went and practiced for a record of AN HOUR AND TWENTY MINTUES!!! i got two pieces memorized for voice, one half memorized, and then worked on my german pieces (not memorized yet). i also worked on my scales, my piece (three pages long!), my proficency piece, and my sightreading exercises for piano. i feel like such a good little music school drone.
note to everyone:
you should check out the new (march) issue of vanity fair. there are several really awesome articles in there, including one about the voting fraud that occured in ohio for the presidential election. other articles on kabbalah, the making of rebel without a cause & midnight cowboy, the americanization of emily, and....it's the hollywood issue, so there are a bunch of pretty pictures of really pretty people. namely, a gorgeous picture of clive owen.
i have been feeling MUCH better lately. i think the therapy has really been helping. especially the appointment i had on wednesday. i get a kick out of the fact that when we were talking about sexuality, my psychologist brought up the kinsey scale - 0 being totally straight, 6 being totally homosexual. someone told me most of his information to create that scale was severely biased, but i don't know. was it?
last night i went to bed at the unbelievably early hour of 11:30. maybe the extra sleep is helping with my mood.
anyway, i also did my laundry and got a jump start on my homework. what is wrong with me?
tonight i'm going out to dinner, and then to see vagina monologues with kate. i hope this production is better than the one i saw last year. tomorrow is the opera.
p.s.
Old Hair:
New Hair:
my mom sent me a bracelet that she bought in new mexico that is supposed to ward off evil spirits.
are you ever struck by how incredibly beautiful things can be sometimes?
english/music battle is a draw, currently. i was really moved by hearing an excerpt from strauss's elektra, which is a part i could sing, with my voice type. that has energised my interest in music, whereas talking with my english professor yesterday after class about the lilly library, and jonson, and shakespeare really made me want to be just like her, i.e. an english professor.
i tried to read ulysses again and failed.
i've been reading this lit mag called "fulcrum." it's really cool. lots of poetry. i'll have to post some of my favourites on here. i really want to read angelica garnett's memoir, "deceived with kindness," but the last time i was in the library i couldn't find it. goddamn stacks. i lost interest in vile bodies. it was so stupid compared to brideshead. but perhaps i didn't really give it a chance.
i wish i were going abroad.
but things are ok, for now.
mostly because my friday class consists of one which ends at 10AM. after theory today, i went and practiced for a record of AN HOUR AND TWENTY MINTUES!!! i got two pieces memorized for voice, one half memorized, and then worked on my german pieces (not memorized yet). i also worked on my scales, my piece (three pages long!), my proficency piece, and my sightreading exercises for piano. i feel like such a good little music school drone.
note to everyone:
you should check out the new (march) issue of vanity fair. there are several really awesome articles in there, including one about the voting fraud that occured in ohio for the presidential election. other articles on kabbalah, the making of rebel without a cause & midnight cowboy, the americanization of emily, and....it's the hollywood issue, so there are a bunch of pretty pictures of really pretty people. namely, a gorgeous picture of clive owen.
i have been feeling MUCH better lately. i think the therapy has really been helping. especially the appointment i had on wednesday. i get a kick out of the fact that when we were talking about sexuality, my psychologist brought up the kinsey scale - 0 being totally straight, 6 being totally homosexual. someone told me most of his information to create that scale was severely biased, but i don't know. was it?
last night i went to bed at the unbelievably early hour of 11:30. maybe the extra sleep is helping with my mood.
anyway, i also did my laundry and got a jump start on my homework. what is wrong with me?
tonight i'm going out to dinner, and then to see vagina monologues with kate. i hope this production is better than the one i saw last year. tomorrow is the opera.
p.s.
Old Hair:
New Hair:
my mom sent me a bracelet that she bought in new mexico that is supposed to ward off evil spirits.
are you ever struck by how incredibly beautiful things can be sometimes?
english/music battle is a draw, currently. i was really moved by hearing an excerpt from strauss's elektra, which is a part i could sing, with my voice type. that has energised my interest in music, whereas talking with my english professor yesterday after class about the lilly library, and jonson, and shakespeare really made me want to be just like her, i.e. an english professor.
i tried to read ulysses again and failed.
i've been reading this lit mag called "fulcrum." it's really cool. lots of poetry. i'll have to post some of my favourites on here. i really want to read angelica garnett's memoir, "deceived with kindness," but the last time i was in the library i couldn't find it. goddamn stacks. i lost interest in vile bodies. it was so stupid compared to brideshead. but perhaps i didn't really give it a chance.
i wish i were going abroad.
but things are ok, for now.