Verbum Patris Umanatur....
It's almost the weekend. But this is not necessarily a good thing. I have a 6:30 wake-up call to look forward to, to spend all day on a bus full of prima donna spotlight whores to go sing in a packed cathedral and sleep on a cold stone floor.
But....I get to see Casey!! We're going to try to catch a show on Broadway, and get me better acquainted with the city. 'Cause anyone here can attest to the fact that my so-called "street-smarts" are BEYOND lacking. Yeah.
Last night was interesting. Greg and Kait and I went to Corpse Bride after Chamber Choir/Kait's bassoon thingy. It was fun, but it didn't demand my entire focus. Instead Greg and I analyzed the SHIT out of the music. 'Cause that's what we do. So then we had to wait almost until midnight to get a bus. So we found some shopping carts, yay! Long story short, never give the three of us an abandoned parking lot and shopping carts. Pandemonium will ensue.
Music is so hard. Time consuming and hard. I sang the FUCK out of my voice the other day, and I am getting really sick. Marjorie, errrr Professor Melnick, sent me home today. Kinda bad, kinda good. I cannot wait for Multibands! I have a (small) solo! This year is going to rock.
Speaking of Rock, I need to get on my Rocky stuff. And figure out how to manage my time better. And learn lines and things. This is going to be a fun thing, not exactly the BEST idea for my schedule, but I miss being onstage. I DO need to find something entirely unrelated to performance if I want to maintain sanity....Right now the only non-musical aspect of my LIFE is math class. Even meals are usually eaten with music majors, discussing/singing music. Both of the books I am reading are about music. Everything in my life, except the math, is somehow music-related. Ahhh.
I need to get my act together for New York. I have a sleeping bag, pillow, and I need to find my fleecy blanket....I also have to remember the necessities. THERE WILL BE NO SHOWERS. So I need COPIOUS face wash, toothpaste, deodorant, and hand wipes. I hate performing without juuuuust having gotten out of the shower. It's my ritual. Argh.
I feel like this was kinda pointless and vague. There is so much to be said, I have little mini-adeventures now and then, but by the time I have a moment/energy to post in this thing, it's like, uhhhh....
Laundry sucks.
Right, I miss you all and I love you. Leave me some love, tell me how you're all doing. Who's going to the Island for Columbus day? I cannot wait to see people....Especially Michael!! ....And Katrina, Shannon, Lizzy, Nick, Ali, and whomever else....AND THE BEACH!
I need sleep. Really, really badly. I might take a catnap before I schlepp it across campus to Kait's room. We're bonding and watching bad TV tonight. I hate ER but it's kinda growing on me.
-S
But....I get to see Casey!! We're going to try to catch a show on Broadway, and get me better acquainted with the city. 'Cause anyone here can attest to the fact that my so-called "street-smarts" are BEYOND lacking. Yeah.
Last night was interesting. Greg and Kait and I went to Corpse Bride after Chamber Choir/Kait's bassoon thingy. It was fun, but it didn't demand my entire focus. Instead Greg and I analyzed the SHIT out of the music. 'Cause that's what we do. So then we had to wait almost until midnight to get a bus. So we found some shopping carts, yay! Long story short, never give the three of us an abandoned parking lot and shopping carts. Pandemonium will ensue.
Music is so hard. Time consuming and hard. I sang the FUCK out of my voice the other day, and I am getting really sick. Marjorie, errrr Professor Melnick, sent me home today. Kinda bad, kinda good. I cannot wait for Multibands! I have a (small) solo! This year is going to rock.
Speaking of Rock, I need to get on my Rocky stuff. And figure out how to manage my time better. And learn lines and things. This is going to be a fun thing, not exactly the BEST idea for my schedule, but I miss being onstage. I DO need to find something entirely unrelated to performance if I want to maintain sanity....Right now the only non-musical aspect of my LIFE is math class. Even meals are usually eaten with music majors, discussing/singing music. Both of the books I am reading are about music. Everything in my life, except the math, is somehow music-related. Ahhh.
I need to get my act together for New York. I have a sleeping bag, pillow, and I need to find my fleecy blanket....I also have to remember the necessities. THERE WILL BE NO SHOWERS. So I need COPIOUS face wash, toothpaste, deodorant, and hand wipes. I hate performing without juuuuust having gotten out of the shower. It's my ritual. Argh.
I feel like this was kinda pointless and vague. There is so much to be said, I have little mini-adeventures now and then, but by the time I have a moment/energy to post in this thing, it's like, uhhhh....
Laundry sucks.
Right, I miss you all and I love you. Leave me some love, tell me how you're all doing. Who's going to the Island for Columbus day? I cannot wait to see people....Especially Michael!! ....And Katrina, Shannon, Lizzy, Nick, Ali, and whomever else....AND THE BEACH!
I need sleep. Really, really badly. I might take a catnap before I schlepp it across campus to Kait's room. We're bonding and watching bad TV tonight. I hate ER but it's kinda growing on me.
-S