Oops…

Well…I’ve been meaning to post since Sunday afternoon…

Well, for one thing, I passed my piano midterm. Yay!!!!! It really wasn’t that hard – mostly scales and arpeggios and chords, but, still, that’s something, right? (I’m such a bad person. I haven’t practiced piano in over a week…)

My second piece of news dates back to Sunday, and it’s a bit of a story. Ok, my Sunday afternoon nap is one of my favourite things in the week. I mean, seriously, sleep. ‘Nuff said. So this Sunday I took my nap like usual. Only this time my body decided it didn’t want to sleep well. In the middle of my nap I woke up, like, 3 times, each 5 minutes apart. Each time I attempted to go back to sleep and my dream kept going on. I was dreaming that the school administration was about to announce the winners of the competition that I was in this weekend. Even though I’ve been telling my self I didn’t make it into the finals and I didn’t feel like I sang very well, I was still really nervous. So much so that I kept waking myself up from my dream. I never did find out who made it….

And third and last, I just wanted to give y’all an opera update (you know I’m going to be going on and on about this for a while, at least). As a gypsy in Il Trovatore (an opera by Verdi), I’m only in 1 scene – the Anvil Chorus. It’s kind of nice to have a small part, since it cuts down on rehearsal time, even though I would love more stage time. Well, today I tried an experiment. Several of the gypsy men bring in wheelbarrows all empty and lonely. So I thought it would be nice if I went and kept those wheelbarrows company –  by riding in them as they come out on stage. More precisely, I lay in the wheelbarrow and pretend to be sleeping off a hangover. The lights wake me up when I come onstage, and I stagger off groggily. It makes me so happy!!!! I know, I’m weird.

Phew

Well, I’m glad that’s over with. That, being the competition. It was early this afternoon. It went ok. My cold is turning into drainage now, and while that’s better than a sore throat, it can still make singing precarious. Honestly, I’m just really glad the competition is over. For some reason this year I didn’t want to compete…maybe because last year I gave it everything I had and lost. I’m not expecting to make it into the final round, so if I do it will be a pleasant surprise, and if I don’t it won’t be a huge letdown.

Competition

Every year my university holds a contest in several fields of the fine arts, including music, visual art, speech, and writing. This year I entered the music competition. Thankfully, the contest is divided up into several categories, so I don’t have to compete against some crazy piano major. 😛 Well, first round of women’s voice was held Monday, and, guess what! I made 2nd round, which is also semifinals. The poor dear judges sat in a room all night and listened to approximately 25 girls sing in an effort to whittle that number down to a small, more manageable group. 9 of us were selected to go on, and the 2nd round is held Saturday. That’s great, right? I’m excited!

One problem: I have a cold now. :/

But you know what, it’s gonna be ok. Because God knew this was gonna happen, and He has a plan for this. So maybe I’ll go on, and maybe I won’t (not gonna lie, it might be nice to be done with it…), but it’s not really that big of a deal. Right?