It's been a while. I promised Lara that I would have semi-regular blog posts now that I am back from Canada, but I whiffed hard on that one.
I haven't really had anything specific to write about, so I thought I'd just talk about life for a minute. This might be a shorter one.
Life has been hectic; school is absolutely insane. Music History 1 might kill me, but at least it is calming down. In 1.5 weeks, I had four tests (two for Music History) and a group project for music history. It was a little bit overwhelming to say the least. However, I pulled an 83 percent on my first MH test. I was thrilled. Considering I didn't do a whole lot of studying, and that is liable to be the hardest test of my undergrad, I am not mad at it. We were responsible for forty listening examples of pre-renaissance music. Awful. But I did it. I'm still waiting to get my written exam back. Who knows how that one went? I certainly don't.
The opera is going well. I don't have a ton to say about that. I am enjoying this rehearsal process much more than others, mostly because I don't have rehearsal very often and when I do have rehearsal, it isn't for very long. I am only in scenes with one other character. It's great. The music is really interesting. At first, I thought it was going to be miserable to learn, but that's mostly because I assume anything I can't sightread is going to be miserable to learn. I'm lazy... But, once I took it apart, I wrapped my head around it pretty quickly.
The director of opera wants me to clean a gun and sharpen a knife on stage. She said "I have no idea how to do that, though. Sam Ramey, do you know how? Ed (her husband), do you know how?" They both replied "no". I looked at her and said "Oh. Well, I mean, I know how to do both of those things." The looks I got were hysterical. You'd have thought I revealed I was actually a millionaire. It was promptly followed by a "huh?!" Awesome. I love being the atypical music major.
I think God gave my heart a rest after Malibu. The last few years entailed us working through a great deal of crap. However, I felt really content over the last month. Maybe it was because God knew I would be so busy adjusting to school. I'm not sure. But let me tell you, that resting period is over. Tonight I felt him go to work again. Not okay. I mean, it's way beyond okay. But it still sucks a little bit. I know that the end result is well worth the heartache and emotion now; I'm still not happy about it.
I have some of the best friends in the world. Seriously. I officially know what it is like to have someone stand up for me when it may not be the popular thing to do. I know what it is like to be missed. I know what it is like to have someone know all of my crap and just roll with it. I know what it is like to have people I admire be proud of me. Things are great. I wouldn't trade my friends for anything in the world.
Also, Aaron and I might be moving sometime this school year. We are thinking about moving into a house with two of our friends. We want a bigger place with multiple stories so that we can go to bed without feeling like we are still in the living room. And we found some really cool houses. I'm excited. I still haven't unpacked from the most recent move, so I'm in great shape, hahaha.
I love the two of you that read this blog. Seriously, haha. This one is surfacey, but that's okay. I'm sure there will be something on my heart so strongly that I have to blog about it soon.
