Dat’s What’s Up

Week from hell, I believe. The past week feels like the longest week of my life. After school each day I had show choir practice. NIGHTMARE! Granted I get out of school at noon as an awesome end to my high school career, but having to go back after three hours at home? Not ideal. These practices are in full dress(that means wearing a dress that slices my arms open for hours) and I have to stay afterwards because I am on stage crew for our mixed choir. Basically I didn’t get home until 7:30 pm all week. not. cool. Thursday I had my Showchoir showcase(was awesome even though my voice cracked during my solo despite my water-logging. Mrs. Smith blames it on fatigue. I agree with her. Damn after school practices.) and Saturday(yesterday) I had my first competition(voice did not crack during solo. I blame even more excessive water logging, not singing for the whole song before hand and skipping after school practice on Friday to sleep and rest). And today I had to wake up really early to go to worship practice.

Which was freaking amazing, in case you were wondering. I haven’t had such a good worship time in a while. Perhaps less stress during the service? Idk. I liked it though. I wasn’t mic’d(sp?) I was just playing the piano for my savior. Awesome.

Also! In a few weeks I’m going to DISTRICT CONTEST. for solo and ensemble singing. I’m really nervous and excited at the same time. I’m going to get JUDGED and get FEEDBACK on if I’m singing correctly. As a singing fanatic who doesn’t take voice lessons, this is very valuable to me. I’m excited. nervous, but excited.

Random fact for the day:

Did you know that I’ve chosen my college? just paid my enrollment deposit. Rationale? God has me here for a reason. I don’t know what it is and there’s a lot of criticism and difficulty that I don’t like, but running from it isn’t the answer, and I don’t want to end up in the belly of the whale. I suppose you’ve guessed by now what school I’ve chosen. Pre-nursing at unl baby. Scared crap-less, but God has a plan.

Lastly, would anyone like to go dance the night away with me? I would really love to forget my own name at this point in time. I blame the hellish week. Don’t I sound like Obama? Casting off all the blame. Oh well, nobody’s perfect. Not me and especially not our beloved future hopefully-ex-president.

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3 Responses to Dat’s What’s Up

  1. bekahcubed says:

    Glad you made it through the week–and had a wonderful worship time–and have chosen a school. For my part, I thought you did great Thursday night, voice-crack or not. Speaking of crack. Somebody said something about how “God knows we’re all crackpots” at FLOCK tonight. Yep, that’s my great children’s Sunday Bible School teacher’s FLOCK, a bunch of crack(ED?)pots. :-)

  2. Gracie says:

    Aren’t we all cracked pots? I think my pot has been shattered multiple times in the past week. I’m so thankful for a God who renews me, refreshes me, and gives me rest.

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