can I bend and not break?
So I'm having problems. Most of them deal with classes but I'll write another entry on classes alone once more time has passed. That allows me to detail and describe my classes, or rather my perceptions of those classes, more accurately.
Today, I am going to whine.
Damn you UCSD for not having any choral opportunities!
I want to sing. Do you hear me? It has been more than a week since I have sung properly. I miss. Goddamn it
I MISS IT!
I don't want to dance. No I can't dance. I can't even move to music. It's not that I don't have a good sense of rhythm or beat. On the contrary, I have a fabulous sense of rhythm and beat. I just don't know how to move my fucking body.
So I don't want to dance.
Therefore I do not want to join your a cappella group, no matter how cool you guys sound because I would never be able to do something like that.
I want hardcore singing and nothing else. I want vocal techniques. I want to be challenged. I want to give myself so much of a vocal workout so that at the end of the day, I flop on my bed, clutching my throat, groaning and cursing myself for ever challenging myself in the first place. That was how chamber chorale last year was. That is what I strive for.
Perfection
and that cannot be achieved without pain. I do not want fun. I want work. Because in the case of music and singing, while dealing with decrescendos, fermatas and counting a 6/8 time signature in my head, work is all I need. It is all I want. Fun? When dealing with musical notes, I do not distinguish between the two.
Today, I am going to whine.
Damn you UCSD for not having any choral opportunities!
I want to sing. Do you hear me? It has been more than a week since I have sung properly. I miss. Goddamn it
I MISS IT!
I don't want to dance. No I can't dance. I can't even move to music. It's not that I don't have a good sense of rhythm or beat. On the contrary, I have a fabulous sense of rhythm and beat. I just don't know how to move my fucking body.
So I don't want to dance.
Therefore I do not want to join your a cappella group, no matter how cool you guys sound because I would never be able to do something like that.
I want hardcore singing and nothing else. I want vocal techniques. I want to be challenged. I want to give myself so much of a vocal workout so that at the end of the day, I flop on my bed, clutching my throat, groaning and cursing myself for ever challenging myself in the first place. That was how chamber chorale last year was. That is what I strive for.
Perfection
and that cannot be achieved without pain. I do not want fun. I want work. Because in the case of music and singing, while dealing with decrescendos, fermatas and counting a 6/8 time signature in my head, work is all I need. It is all I want. Fun? When dealing with musical notes, I do not distinguish between the two.