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:P Oooof, it's been a long... semester. Almost. Time works rather strangely at Westminster. The days last for months but the weeks are over as soon as you blink, it's rather alarming. We've barely been here for two and a half months, but it's seemed like forever since the second week. While I love everything that I'm doing here, I do wish at times that I could be learning on a broader scale. By the time I'm through here I'll know more about music than I ever thought it possible to know, but I won't know very much about anything else. The administration is in the process of remedying that situation - for example, next semester I'm taking a grad class called "Musical Expression and Political Culture" which sounds unbelievably fascinating. I'd really love to get into some more music therapy stuff though - physical therapy as well. I love the idea of being a "voice doctor" as they call them, that sounds really appealing to me.
The thing that I've found vaguely alarming is that I can't really picture myself in a classroom. I guess I could for a while, but I feel like I'd need something more fulfilling than teaching high school. I know I know, MORE fulfilling than teaching? Yikes! But the pessimist in me realizes that there are so many kids who just ramble through their days in high school not caring in the slightest about learning anything or "seeing the light" or some such nonsense, and that's what I want to do. I want to make a bigger impact than I think I can make in a public school system. What in the world does that mean? Is that selfish? I've been thinking a lot about music therapy and special ed, and feldenkrais method and stuff. The Feldenkrais method is something I've been wanting to get into for a while, but somehow I've just never found the time. Anybody know of any good Feldenkrais teachers in Princeton?
We've settled into a pretty comfortable routine. The weekends are for laundry, vacuuming, church, a nice walk to the grocery store, an occasional excursion and homework. Every other minute of every other day is taken up by work of some nature or sleep. I've taken to knitting in class (most of my professors are cool with that, interestingly enough) because I just don't have time anywhere else. I've been practicing for two hours a day and sometimes that still isn't enough. I've been neglecting my voice lessons because it's easier to bullshit singing than it is to bullshit piano, so I've only been practicing for 30 minutes a week if that, which needs to stop if I have any hope of succeeding in my audition for a double primary in the fall. On the plus side though, I'm worlds better at stress management than I ever was in high school. :)
Ketti's gone to sing at the 11:15 service, so I'm off to the grocery store. Later this afternoon Ian's parents are coming to see the second (and final) show of Ravel's L'Enfant et les Sortilège; Ian's the armchair. Then we're taking a friend out to dinner for her birthday (I am embarrassed to say that even that feels like a commitment rather than something fun to do), and then maybe I'll spend time with my boyfriend for the first time in a month, but probably not because his folks will be here and he wants to spend time with them. Maybe I'll do homework or practice instead.
Going home in two days.