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Apr. 26th, 2005 01:34Oh, I am a camera WHORE. Four under the cut, 400x300, way too much eye makeup. ( oh, teh vanity )
Anyway. The huge summer trip I'd been hoping to take to Europe is off, but I might be able to tag along on my dad's week-long business trip to London next month, and it's probable I'll be spending at least part of the summer in San Francisco. So vacation plans aren't as good as I thought they'd be, but I am SO not complaining at this point.
Told dad that I wanted to sing more next semester. He told me that when I transfer I should apply to Juilliard and Eastman. I told him that even auditioning would be a delusion of grandeur. I'm glad he wants me to achieve, and flattered that he thinks I have a chance, but I have neither the talent nor the training to get into a super-high-end conservatory like that. I dunno, maybe I'll audition, but somehow I really, seriously doubt I'd get in. Maybe if I started working a hell of a lot more on classical and opera next semester, which I've been meaning to do anyway, I'd have a chance in hell, but probably not.
Oh, and note to self: tomorrow. 7:45. Rehearsal for the revue. DO NOT MISS IT, DAMMIT.
Anyway. The huge summer trip I'd been hoping to take to Europe is off, but I might be able to tag along on my dad's week-long business trip to London next month, and it's probable I'll be spending at least part of the summer in San Francisco. So vacation plans aren't as good as I thought they'd be, but I am SO not complaining at this point.
Told dad that I wanted to sing more next semester. He told me that when I transfer I should apply to Juilliard and Eastman. I told him that even auditioning would be a delusion of grandeur. I'm glad he wants me to achieve, and flattered that he thinks I have a chance, but I have neither the talent nor the training to get into a super-high-end conservatory like that. I dunno, maybe I'll audition, but somehow I really, seriously doubt I'd get in. Maybe if I started working a hell of a lot more on classical and opera next semester, which I've been meaning to do anyway, I'd have a chance in hell, but probably not.
Oh, and note to self: tomorrow. 7:45. Rehearsal for the revue. DO NOT MISS IT, DAMMIT.