I got in to New England Conservatory!! I saw the big envelope in the mail today and freaked out big time!
BUT now I had a decision to make between NEC and Indiana, both of which have pros and cons. Miss Todd has already recommended NEC, but I'm going to talk with Dr. Crabb because I feel he can give me a more honest opinion.
Today I was bored while I was studying for comps (which are this week--thursday and friday)... So I knit a hat. Yes. I knit a hat in one day. Don't be amazed. It was a really easy beret pattern and really chunky yarn on really big needles. But I kind of think it's really cute. (Let's play a drinking game and drink each time I say "really)
Decide for your self. It kind of looks like a "green" onion.
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.
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...
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.
