I Think I'll Stick to Writing...

...and leave singing in the closet, to be taken off a shelf and worn when I feel like it rather than relying on it to propell me forward.

Feel like you've been thrown in the midst of a conversatiotion you weren't privy to? Maybe I should put writing on the same shelf then.

To backtrack, I have officially started at Sarah Lawrence with the interviewing and all that fun stuff. So I hear about a class that is totally up my alley: New Musical Theater Lab in which you write songs and form a musical by the end of the class. The one problem: there's a singing audition and twelve slots available.

UGH.

When I met with the teacher, she made it seem like I was guaranteed a spot. How? Like this : "Come to the audition, I'll take you regardless, you're in the class."

Great, I say. I'm in, I say. She gives me sheet music, but I practice without an accompaniest because hello, how else am I going to practice it?

Have you ever sung a song with an accompaniest whose actually playing what's written and not what you thought the song initially sounded like?

UGH.

Some of the notes sounded wrong and my nerves took over. And who could tell what the outcome really was, but she asked me if I was interested in taking any of her OTHER classes.

OTHER.

As in not this one. I don't know, MAYBE I'm looking too into it, and MAYBE I'm getting my period so MAYBE this is PMS but I don't know. Do I know, no sir, I do not know.

Oh well. There's always NEXT year. -_-
If I survive this one.

'Til then.
Me.

EDIT: I got into the class. =D