Being involved with the opera this week has made me re-realize how incredible it is to get to experience new and exciting things in such close proximity while at college. In all likelihood, I will never play in an opera pit again, and I am so glad I got the chance to do it (and not totally destroy anything) while at UGA. If you haven't seen it, ( Read more... )

"I think I just had a soft spot because that could be me at some point."

"That could be you in not long at all. There was absolutely nothing he did that you couldn't do right now."

I enjoy this and how this is now and how this could be for a long time.

Wouldn't it be nice if we felt this way all the time?

Then again, we would never know what this feels like if it were all we felt.

So many words to say that I feel inexplicably happy now.

I always have been too verbacious for my own good.

I just got back from my second full GMEA conference in Savannah and have since come to the realization that I could do this. This public school teaching thing. I could go into a school Monday through Friday, eight to five, and teach from my lesson plans. I could rehearse a mediocre ensemble and help them love it ( Read more... )

How is it that one day into a new semester it feels as if I've been back to work for weeks ( Read more... )

Another year gone, and I feel as if I am another person.

2007 brought more new people than I even came close to imagining.
(Also a whirlwind spring, incredible summer, and grueling fall.)

P.S. 2008 + 1 = 2009. I graduate in 2009. Yikes.

P.P.S. New Orleans was fun.

P.P.P.S. Go dawgs!

Mr. Pete looks just like Turci!

3.95. Oh so close. E-effin-D. BUT... A in music history (typical weed out) and ed psych (after a 40 on the midterm ( Read more... )

As of 9:30 this morning, I was finished with my fall 2007 semester. This has been the hardest semester yet, and needless to say I seems like I have been waiting for this day for too long.

Congratulations, survivors! Now it's time for Chicago! :D

This goes to everyone who I have namelessly blasted, but also to those who only thought it might have been them:

I'm glad you're here.

If I am ever your nameless recipient of blasting, please tell me. I can't fix it unless I know I broke it.

On a lighter note - go kick some finals. They deserve it, and so do you.