... and it all came tumbling down.

Have you ever gotten that feeling that impending doom is upon you? Ok, maybe that's a bit dramatic. To say the least, it's a misrepresentation. Maybe it's more of a sense that change is upon me and the people around me. It's funny how I relate change to impending doom. I think this simply comes from the fact that I'm growing up. Three years of college have gone by so fast and the comfort of "I know exactly what I want to do with my life" seems to get weaker everyday. I guess I'm still learning things about myself, and that's what's really scary. It's like I'm going to be thrust into the real world when I'm not yet ready to stand on my own two feet. I guess I'll just have to hit the ground running.

Now for the less depressing and frightening part of this post. Although the first part of this may suggest otherwise I'm actually extremely happy right now. This time in my life is definitely one of the hardest things I've had to deal with, but for the first time I'm trying to put trust in the idea that if I try my best to make smart choices and surround myself with good people I'll come out alright. This has worked pretty well so far.

The HU Chamber Singers performances! What an awesome time I had learning and performing Bach's fourth Cantata. Despite the one casualty, the opossum I ran over in Smithtown, this weekend of performances was great. Even the weather couldn't hold us back. The Bach was definitely the hardest piece of music I've had to learn and it was the first time I've gotten on stage to perform something that I wasn't sure I had all of the skills to execute, but I did it. We did it. I really love singing with this group.

I've had the pleasure of seeing two operas in two weeks. Well, it was actually the same opera twice. L'etoile was an opera I knew nothing about going into the performance. However, I left that theater completely in love. A friend of mine told me that operas that are obscure are usually that way for a reason. This one was so good though! Seeing it twice was a great idea, not only because the NYC Opera did a great job, but because it will probably be a long time before I get to see it again. Also the events of the second night still make me laugh. I unknowingly attended "Boy's Night" at the opera accompanied by a friend of mine. She, realizing this event and knowingly not clueing me in, decide to adorn male attire to add to the inevitable moment of my realization. Let's just say I wish I had a picture of my face when it all hit me.

What I've learned from these past few weeks is that one must cherish the positive relationships in their life. If you do, and you keep good people close, difficult tasks will be made much easier. Goodnight everyone.