it just occurred to me that my recital is three months from today.
it also occurred to me that in those three months’ time , I will have:
started my final semester of undergrad (1/20)
sang our senior class recital (1/23)
started and completed the opera (final show is 2/8)
sung and passed my recital jury (sometime in early february)
completed my graduate interviews & entrance exams (by mid-february)
planned and run NEDAWeek (2/21-2/28)
completed mid-terms (mid-march)
heard back from at least one grad program (UTKnox has a 3/15 notification deadline)
had my final undergrad spring break (3/13-3/21)
that is a busy-ass three months!! not to mention regular academic stuff, the usual RA stuff, trying to squeeze a weekend visit home in there somewhere…
I think about everything that’s going to be happening, this incredible whirlwind, and part of me wants to just fast-forward to the outcome–skip over the inevitable stress and anxiety and just find out which grad program I get into, if any, and what I’ll be doing in the near future.
but then the other part of me wants to drink it all in, relish every moment because it’s all unique and once-in-a-lifetime. even the stress and the tears, because there will definitely be both. but there will be excitement and awe and amazing joy, too. to get to the rainbow, you have to put up with the rain, eh?
remind me of this when I’m a puddle on the floor a month from now!