my life rocks.
my roommates rock.
my voice teacher rocks.
my opera director rocks.
my friends rock.
my bishopric rocks.
i just love everyone,
and my life.
i can give you more details about that sometime.
Monday, October 14, 2013
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
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.
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.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
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::
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
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!
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!
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
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.
And the day isn't over yet.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Snow
I went on a walk today.
And I came back more confused than when I left.
Lost me there, pal. Lost me.
And I came back more confused than when I left.
Lost me there, pal. Lost me.
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