senior recital recaped
June 08, 2002 at 6:12 p.m.
i did it.
I Did It.
I DID IT.
I DID IT!!!!!
I did it - I played my senior recital! ! ! And dang it, I played it WELL. I just listened to the CD, and I am shocked. Yeah, there's the occasional flubs but on the whole - I've never played that well for an audience. Golly, if I wasn't so happy I could be insuled at how shocked everyone was by how gooood it sounded:)
I had my parents get me a UNT Alumni shirt this morning. Yesterday was my graduation. All for me - with my wonderful family and friends. Urmi did my make-up and hair - and it was sooo sweet how nervous she was. She was shaking - so afraid that I HAD to look absolutely perfect. And golly, did I ever. She is the mas-tah, seriously. MattKey and his GORGEOUS girlfriend drove all the way from Oklahoma City to see me. We had everyone from LDS missionaries to Japanese jazz musicians and performance artists, students, elderly professionals... so diverse, but that's the way I like 'em:)
There were about 40 people there, and I love every single one of them. I didn't beg anyone to come, I just told people and they came. Happyhappy.
And my shoes... yeah, I treated myself to these great shoes to show off my fancy pedicure and oh my gosh I'm such a happy girl right now I DID IT!!!
I mean, getting into ASU with a full-ride really did something for me... I felt like for once I'd done something right. I hadn't failed again like it seemed like I had been for so long... and now I work so hard for something and it goes well - I've stepped to another level of performance in violin and I just happened to do it in front of so many of my loved ones. How cool is that??
Oooo, yesterday morning, I got flowers delivered from my brother Rhys and his wife! All the way from LA, and they rememebred my recital day... mmmmm :D
So I feel marvelous. The I have a UHaul packed and I will be leaving Monday morning, goodbye to my life in Denton Texas. It hurts, but I know it's time to leave. I'm ready for what is coming up. It's goona be big, but I'm up for it.
I called Crabtree this morning to chat for the first time since we broke up. That felt reallllyy good. I've never been able to talk to an ex without feeling hurt of weird. It wasn't either - it was talking to a good friend again.
I hung up the phone and hopped all over the Warner's house I was so pleased.
I may be grown-up now, but that doesn't mean I can't joy hop, dang it.
SUPERCRACK is friggin happy right now:D :D :D :D :D