Options Schmoptions

I got a new schmoption today: I got accepted to BU's Early Music Program.
I'm pretty sure I'm not going to go there, whether or not I get accepted into NEC. The reasons? a) they're not giving me any money; b) BU is not as prestigious as NEC or Indiana; c) BU doesn't really have any great early music ensembles--instead, they collaborate with Boston Baroque; d) they don't have any early music voice teachers.
BUT, it's another option. I'm not sure yet. Of course, I never visited BU when I went to Boston. Maybe I should have done that...

ps: Mark and I got accepted into the Tallis Scholar's summer program! I will FINALLY be working with Janet Coxwell, whom I have been stalking (to her knowledge) for at least a year.

Bed, Bahamas, Boston

I'm in a weird mood.
I thought I would be going to bed, but I'm not. It's three in the morning and I don't want to go to bed.
My vacation was weird. I liked it and had a really fun time, but it was stressful. One of the most amazing moments was when Mark and I were throwing our suitcases down to Ryan and Jen from the balcony of our crappy hotel because we were trying to escape without the timeshare people knowing. If you understand that, you get a gold star.
And I still haven't heard from NEC. What is taking them so long? When will I be able to make a decision about my life?
I get depressed late at night after I've been traveling...

Bravo, Wenarto. Bravo!

I love Mahler. And one of my favorite song-cycles of his is Lieder eines fahrenden Gesellen (Songs of a Wayfarer).

So, imagine my "excitement" when I found the cycle on You Tube.

Out.Of.Control.

Ah, to be blissfully unaware...

If you've made it through all four, I congratulate you. I barely made it through two.

Death to COMP

The COMP music festival is done. I think it went pretty well, and Dr Freund seemed pretty pleased. However, I just got a pissy email from Dr. Platt about how I'm dumb and a poor worker, which just pissed me off. It pissed me off enough to write a top-five countdown of the reasons why I dislike him. But I just deleted it because I thought it was immature.

A week from yesterday Mark and I will be in New York, at the Met (by the way, Peter Grimes was really good today in HD). And a week from tomorrow, we'll be in the Bahamas with Ryan and Jen. Ryan and I have professed that we will be drunk literally every second of the trip. I hope this is true. I haven't been drinking much lately. I called Mark last night to ask him to pick me up a drink on his way home, but he didn't care about me enough to indulge me.

Revelations with Derek

Life is hard.
I just had this revelation, because life has been exceedingly hard these past few days. I've learned a few things, though. One being that I need to work on communication. And the other is that I have amazing friends.
I'm sitting in the student success center, trying to work on COMP stuff, and I'm overhearing conversations with "Derek," the writing tutor, and his students. Derek has a really big earring that looks like a large sequin. I'm not trying to judge, because I think earrings are fun on guys, but this looks weird. And Derek is a little too nice. And his hair is bad. He looks a litte like a punky, chunky Nicholas Cage.
Maybe I shouldn't judge Derek too harshly. I AM wearing light grey knee socks and peacock earrings...

I have a future!

Yesterday I got an acceptance letter from Indiana's Early Music Institute. I'm so happy! So now, no matter what happens, I WILL be attending graduate school--at one of the top early music schools in the nation!

Now that I at least have a future I'm working on summer music opportunities. I know this sounds dumb, but I'm going to try to do the Tallis Scholar's Summer School. It might be hokey, but Dr. Crabb suggested it and told me he can introduce me to Peter Phillips next Saturday at the T.S. concert in Kansas City. I mean, you never know... I'm also going to audition for the Bach festival in Eugene, OR. I probably won't make that because I think it will be too competitive. But if I DO happen to make it, they pay room and board and a stipend, I think, for three weeks... 

I'm acting like I'm the master of early music, which is in NO WAY true. I just feel like I should start planning my future now that I know I won't be teaching in a junior high in a town with "R-2" in the title.