Rambling

I thoroughly enjoyed practicing voice yesterday- even more than usual.  I would have gone half an hour more, but I daren’t, lest my mother tell on me. 

This practicing is sucking the life out of me.  I’m not sure how long I’m practicing piano a day, but it’s a lot.  Many many hours. Add that to the hour of voice every day.  Oh, and don’t forget the ever increasing amount of time I’m spending on non-vocal, yet voice related activities.  I'm sure this makes no sense, so let me elaborate.  I'm talking about stuff that doesn't require your vocal chords, like breathing.  I work on breathing a lot.  Is that clear as mud?

I’ve started prepping for the ACT.  Sigh.  I need a 28.  Need.  So I can take college classes, but also because I can then register my piano and voice lessons as college courses, which would save a heck of a lot of money.  Yep, I need a 28.  Let the pressure begin.

This is one test I am not excited about.  It’s the first I’ve had a lot riding on.  I’d much rather have this my freshman year than my senior year, however.  I can’t imagine taking the test my senior year at the last possible test, desperately hoping for a certain score.  I do not want to be that kid.  I’d like to forget about the ACT once my junior year is over.  Maybe take it a few more times, but I”d like to have the score I need before that.

I’m afraid that my blog is becoming boring and limited.  Boring and limited in the sense that all I seem to write about is voice, opera, piano, and tests.  It is my blog, however, so I guess I’ll write about what I want.  I’ll enjoy these 10 years from now. 

I don’t like my writing as of late.  It doesn’t flow well.  Too much rambling and too little content.  Maybe it’s because I’ve been writing when I’m exhausted.  I’m not sure.  My transitions are almost non-existent.  That point is about to be proven.

I’ve been eating pretty well.  I’m basically eating Atkins Phase 3.5.  OK, there’s no such thing, but it’s somewhere between phase 3 and 4.

I think I’m having the Atkins blues.  The first few days are miserable hunger-wise, but after you get past that, it’s awesome.  Trust me- I’ve been on/off carbs several times.  Never the full fledged 20 carbs a day max, but I’ve come close.  My fasting blood sugar was 84 this morning- yay!

Another complaint about my writing.  I cannot think of smooth endings.  I look and look and look and I cannot find a place to tie the ending back to.  Here I am again, searching for the perfect ending.  Sigh.