It’s been a long time since I’ve written on this blog. But it’s time to update you on the successes of my life so far!
I’m currently a fifth year senior – not because I’m slow, but because the dual degree program is 5 years minimum – and finally living on my own in an apartment not too far away from my school. Classes started two weeks ago, and so far, I’m doing pretty well in them, despite German being at an ungodly hour in the morning. I’m taking 23 credit hours (which is 3 less than I had planned, so I’m not complaining), and working part time as an Assistant Children’s Ministry Director (even though I’m a self-proclaimed agnostic atheist), and enjoying the perks of being a full-time student with a job. I’ve discovered that jobs don’t come as easily for normal fresh-college-graduates as they did for me.
This summer I worked as a full-time nanny (a job which I seem to excel at), and later as a conductor of a children’s choir! I had so much fun doing the latter, I briefly considered switching my life plans from graduate school in history to full time children’s choir conductor. I’m even pushing for them to let me teach the kids popular hymns at our Sunday morning gatherings. J
Vocally, I’m in a different place. While I’m still pursuing my major in performance at a top level conservatory of music, I have had a few set-backs, most in the last month. I decided many months ago – if not years – that I would not continue my path toward a professional music career. I have settled with earning a Bachelor’s of Music, and I am content with that decision. However, I haven’t earned the B.M. yet, and vocally, I’ve recently learned that I have the beginnings of vocal nodules. (For those who don’t know, that means there are bumps on my vocal cords which are preventing them from coming together all the way and making singing very difficult; imagine having a small blister on your foot, but in order to run away from the lion chasing you, you have to run on that foot, and the blister gets bigger and bigger, eventually, incapacitating you and you can no longer walk. The more you walk on it, the more damage you do to your foot. The same is with the voice – if you keep singing, the bump on your vocal folds [as they are called] will get bigger and bigger and –if you let it get bad enough – you will no longer be able to sing at all and therefore will require surgery. Adele has had this done to her because she uses a raspy tone which, while stylistic, is damaging to her voice.) I don’t require surgery (as Adele did), just 6 weeks of vocal rest, some speech therapy, and acid reflux medicine. But that means no singing for 6 weeks. Imagine not being able to do what you love to do for 6 weeks. I can’t listen to my music because I sing. I have to sit down in choir because if I stand with everyone else, I’ll start singing. It’s a rough life. Anyway, my voice teacher and I have been talking and with his help, I have a plan and will be programming recital repertoire for my senior recital in May.
I also auditioned for a musical and was frustrated that I did not get in, but that’s life, eh? It sucked for a while, but my track record for getting through bad days is 100% good, so I’m ok now. But everyone has sucky days. And I’m going to go talk to the director and ask for audition feedback, which seems like an appropriate way of finding out how my audition went, since I thought I did well. But there’s a good part to this, because the performance is in a month and I can’t sing for 6 weeks. So I’ll be healthier for my recital in the long run.
Finally, I’ve been living the fifth-year senior lyfe, and it’s weird, but I’m really enjoying it. While the college kids go out and get high and drunk off their asses, I get to sit in my apartment and watch the season premiere of Bones (which was amazing. If you haven’t seen it and you watch Bones, I dare you not to cry – if not for real, in your soul.) with my yogurt and a blanket and a cup of tea. And I have no shame about it. Living alone has made me realize how much of an introvert I actually am. While I do have enough energy to watch 3 children for 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, I love sitting at home and doing nothing, more.
I’m having a good time. I’ve got a stable diet of rice, soy sauce, pasta, eggs, and salad, and I’m living on my own in my apartment which has air conditioning and a double bed with a comfy comforter. I’m doing well.
…Even though German class is too early in the morning for a night owl.