stress throat
February 10, 2002 at 6:43 p.m.
Ug. I can't recall a single year when I've been consistently so sick so often. I blame it on stress.
What stress say you?
This weekend I am flying to Colorado for my first master's audition.
Next weekend I am flying to San Antonio to do an electric violin clinic at TMEA.
The next weekend. I am flying to Arizona for another master's audition.
No, I'm not stressed.
I also have to write a 10 page personal essay by Tuesday. I have 2 pages. The topic? You're going to love this one.... on being a single woman. It's really actually funny... here's an exerpt:
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Be it by choice or by lack of choices, there are thousands of single women in the world. Maybe millions. There is no statistical data out there that proves this because none of us are ever home when the survey companies call. The single woman is most likely out, actively pursuing some worthwhile activity that involves mixing of the sexes, on the off-chance that some like-minded male is attempting the same. This is not so say that we (I say �we� because I am finally whole-heartedly aligning myself with this much-maligned group) spend every waking hour dreaming up ways to meet someone. In order to keep from this cycle of thought, we are some of the most productive members of society. Any activity that involves the brain so fully that to drift thoughts toward marital status requires any effort is not seen as heavy labor, but as an adventure. Since my self-proclaimed induction to this society of sisterhood, I have joined a gym, begun weekly visits to a rest home to do service, and have established world peace. It really is remarkable what you can do while you�re trying not to do something else.
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Look good? I'm going more for clever, funny look at the situation and not stand-up comedian look. Just 8 more pages to go of well-worded angst.
Speaking of Single Awareness Day (valentines), I'm lucky ehough to be travelling that day, and having girls night out with Annie. Unfortunately, Annie is not a bitter as she once was becasue she has a dreamy boyfriend in Utah, but for one night she had better tap into that raw emotion I know that is still down there... slinking, below the surface...
you know you still got it babe... find the bitterness, Annie!! I believe in you!!!
heehee:) The thing is, I'm not so upset about V-Day as I suppose in less stressful circumstances I would be. I'm scared to death about my auditions, and it's dragging my thoughts more that way. How handy fear can be at a time like this:)
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in a side note, I went to a killer party on Friday and performed my songs in front of an old audience that didn't know I could play guitar. It was weird, but utlimately, I feel outrageously cool.
And then Saturday - I am soo excited about this - my teacher taught me a special lesson at his home in Dallas and then I drove to the Temple for the rest of the day and it felt sooo gooood.
SUPERCRACK has said it once, and she'll say it again.. exotic:)