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OH my goodness I have never had a more intense day. Rice audition at 10:40, which went well except for the department interview, in which I stuttered and sounded dumb (I'll probably never live it down, after telling people at school). But I was a ball of nerves all morning.
And then the rest of school I actually had rehearsal or practiced intensely, and then Reggie came over after school around 4 and stayed till his parents got here from the opera at 11:30. I showed him a bunch of music he needed to hear, except Vespers kept skipping (good present idea, people, get me a real copy of Rachmninov's Vespers). The we went to compose. We finished three pages of the piece we were asked to write for the Mexican blind boy singer's concert on Andrew's poem translated into Spanish. And the intro and the end. We only have one more line of a six-line poem to finish.
It was SO fun. Every other minute we'd burst into hysterical laughter, and get distracted and go on about other pieces and laugh at each other's inability to articulate anything, but we still got so much done. And it was SO fun.
And I can't go to the meeting on Sunday because I'm singing at Roger's, and I have to take a calculus quiz and an English unit and paint my bathroom tomorrow... But I can sleep for tonight, because I am absolutely exhausted.
And then the rest of school I actually had rehearsal or practiced intensely, and then Reggie came over after school around 4 and stayed till his parents got here from the opera at 11:30. I showed him a bunch of music he needed to hear, except Vespers kept skipping (good present idea, people, get me a real copy of Rachmninov's Vespers). The we went to compose. We finished three pages of the piece we were asked to write for the Mexican blind boy singer's concert on Andrew's poem translated into Spanish. And the intro and the end. We only have one more line of a six-line poem to finish.
It was SO fun. Every other minute we'd burst into hysterical laughter, and get distracted and go on about other pieces and laugh at each other's inability to articulate anything, but we still got so much done. And it was SO fun.
And I can't go to the meeting on Sunday because I'm singing at Roger's, and I have to take a calculus quiz and an English unit and paint my bathroom tomorrow... But I can sleep for tonight, because I am absolutely exhausted.
