That creative thing...

I'm having urges to start visual journaling again. I haven't done it for a couple of months and my fingers twitch with the excitement of paint and stamps and paper and ribbons and all the things to just PLAY with!

Plus, it is encouraging to that part of me that wants to finish everything in my house. I have so many things that need using! I'm hoping I can use most of my paints before moving. They don't travel well on planes.

I'm a broken record... So much so that even I am getting sick of it. NYC, music, graduation, impatience. BLEH!

So here's the new tidbit. I'm going to be in chamber choir again. I'm enrolling for next semester so I can get loans and go to Italy. I'm going to Italy. It's been a tough decision. I don't particularly enjoy chamber choir, or, I haven't in the past. Here's to trying something new this time.

A) I refuse to jump in on gossip, positive or negative.
B) I refuse to refrain from speaking my mind and building up contention.
C) I refuse to get frustrated with learning as a process. I will respect that it happens in small changes.
D) I refuse to think of myself as an individual in the choir, this group needs some serious unity happening.

Ultimately, I've seen/heard a lot of disrespectful things about peers and teachers. I own that I'm part of that. But I'm willing to be part of the solution as well. Just because I don't agree with someone doesn't mean that I can't respect their opinions or at the very least remember that they are that, someone's opinion. I am capable of compromise and communication. I am capable of learning my music on my own, but that's not enough in a large group. I will create a quartet in order to help the entire group, myself included. A crappy group represents all the singers in it... I'm tired of crappy, sub-par feelings when it comes to music. And frankly, we're going on tour, so it's important that the collective get their poop in a group, stop making excuses and GET IT DONE WELL.

Let's see how long this song lasts,
Nanette

Wrap it up...

One semester closer... almost.
I just taught my last lesson... almost.
I just finished my last diction assignment... almost.
I've completed my English Portfolio... almost.
I've completed my last Form assignment... almost.

Everything is sort of drawing to a close. But I'm stuck waiting. Waiting for my drafts to be returned to make the last edits for the english portfolio.

Waiting for the performance in Ped to be over so I can start studying for my ONLY final.

Waiting for Ms. Lane and Dr. Adam's to hand out their take home finals.

It's such a week full of almost and it makes me ALMOST want to cry. I am one credit away from a complete music break.

This girl wants a vacation. This girl wants a fresh start. This girl wants to slowly cleanse her life of all the crap that surrounds it. check. check. check. Slowly ticking things off the list. Every week I'm throwing away something I don't want to. Stuff I can't sell. Stuff I can't give away. Stuff I'll never use again. De clutter. Simplify. Garbage. Let go... and lose some friggin weight.

Nanette