Dead week was really low key. I'm not stressed about finals at all, even though I don't feel prepared at all. We got our yearbooks yesterday. I feel loved because so many people wrote in mine. But I still have room for next week, so it's all good.
It was really funny in PE because Ben was singing "Goodbye Love" from Rent and I was all, "No! Shh! Shh! That song always makes me cry!" So Ben and I were both trying to shut each other up, but then we started singing "Tango: Maureen" and I kept forgetting which lines were Joanne's. No wonder everyone loves Ben. He's so fun to hang out with.
I wish I could sing.
I wish I could sing well.
I wish I could get singing lessons.
I wonder why I'm so nervous playing my clarient in front of people, but I wasn't embarrassed at all to sing in the middle of PE with everyone being all, "Okay, let's shut up now and just run." Is it because singing is my real passion or because with singing it's just you and more things can go wrong with clarinet? If I had to choose between singing and clarinet, I'd choose clarinet because I've never really tried singing so I don't really know what it's like. I mean, I've sung, but not for anyone or gotten lessons or been instructed in it.
Whatever. musictheory.net is a good site. Go there.
ttyl!
Friday, June 9
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