The Future

Well, here I am.
I graduate in April.
Jigga-whaaaaaat?

Young Artist applications are due in two weeks.
Count 'em--TWO.

Where I would love to sing: LA Opera
Where I am least likely to end up: LA Opera
Where I am most likely to end up: No idea

Singing....
Nobody knows what is wanted. Everyone has a different opinion, everyone likes a different sound.
I do not have THAT sound. The sound that pins you to the wall and makes you go, "WHOA"
This isn't me hatin' on my voice or anything. This is just the honest to goodness truth. I mean, you know those singers. The ones with voice the size of Texas and only have one dynamic level (FFFFFFF). I don't have that voice.
I am fine with this. However, the current opera world seems to be looking for that "WHOA" voice.

I have no desire to "WHOA."
I have the desire to "Wow."

Two very different ideas. Do you know the difference?

If I don't get into a young artist program, then I will extend my study at BYU and reapply the following year. And graduate in December. So, nothing too crazy. Not a big deal to extend a semester. No shame in that.

But I am going to have to work my tookus off this year.

Wish me luck, friends.
I am jumping on the crazy train.

Survival

Friends.

I did it. I survived my first year of graduate school. Mother of pearl, I am halfway done. Shoot. What am I going to do next? 

::shudder::

One week of school left.

one week left.

everyone, i know that you all have a lot to pray for. i also know that you have many people to pray for.
but if you want, you could just throw up a prayer for me. just say, "Heavenly Father, geneil needs help. so much of it. please give her some." and that should cover it.

augh.

i'll pray for all of you, too! life is crazy!

You can't be serious...

....
This week sucks.
Just in case anyone wanted to know.

You know that feeling...

When you are so tired that your lungs won't take in a full amount of air.
And the day isn't over yet.

Snow

I went on a walk today.
And I came back more confused than when I left.
Lost me there, pal. Lost me.

Sun

I saw the sun yesterday!
For the first time in....I don't know how long. It had been weeks. I hadn't seen the sun in weeks.
I had a rough day yesterday. It started out rough, and then it all went downhill from there.
But then at the end of the school day, something good happened. 40 minutes of good. And as I was walking to my car afterwards, the sun came out!!
Coincidence? Unlikely.
The sun was so pretty that I just had to stand there and look at it for a little while.
And then everything seemed a little lighter. 40 minutes of good followed by a little glimpse of sunshine.
And then things started looking up.
I listened to Brahms Requiem.
I Skyped with one of my best friends.
I received a loving comment from someone I care about and respect.
I read about Gregorian chant.
I talked to my Mom. (Hadn't talked to her in awhile.)
I played my ukulele AND my guitar.
And I read about Giulio Cesare.

So, at the end of the day, I had more minutes of good than minutes of bad.

And now I think about yesterday as being a "good" day.

Thank goodness for sun.
Thank goodness for minutes of good.
We'll try again next week.