Another semester in our lovely, frigid Chicago January. Last semester was pretty rocky and probably the worst by far for some reason; aside from my Jr. Recital performance, which was the highlight of the semester and actually getting to play a role in opera scenes. So I guess it wasn't completely horrific. I just wish Vocal Pedagogy went better than it did. But it is what it is. I just feel like I let Dr. H down perhaps and I'm a bit embarrassed about it. I mean I grasped the material and was intrigued, but my test taking skills are not always the best.
This first week was just kind of frustrating because I got sick. Monday I thought I got rid of the illness before it got worse, Tuesday I didn't feel too bad, and then Wednesday I had no voice, completely congested and didn't want to infect anyone. But gee... what a week to start missing class...but if you're sick you're sick and singers don't want to be infected by you anyway if you are.
It was the first week and I tried to put my best foot forward, but this weather and sickness defeated me. Oh well...
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