Lovely

stuck in a glass box of emotion

Well now, since I did not have a complete computer last night (computer room had hardwood floor put in so comp was in pieces) last nights attempt at blogging failed miserably. Therefore:

Thursday: I LOVE VOCAL LAB!!!!!!!!! I can't help it but I was absolutely miserable after my choke during the Cole Porter selections and therefore was determined to redeem myself in ballads. I think that I can confidently say that I did that. I'm not trying to brag, but I was quite happy with how "I'll forget you" went. Not only making everyone else sad (that really doesn't sound like a good thing when you don't understand the situation) but I even caught myself off guard. That definitely surprised the hell out of me, yes, yes indeed. And Stephan, you are amazing and your compliment was possibly the BEST thing that anyone has ever said to me. I love you so much, and I just want to say again, thank you. And thank you and thank you. Of course, I'm almost positive that you'll never read this, but its something that I wanted to say anyway.

and now Friday: I have discovered that there is muscle underneath my ass. At least, I'm feeling the burn of it. AH!! Three dance classes and you would think that I would be in shape and limber. How about hobbling around like and old woman, does that make any sense? I love every minute of those classes, no matter how much Dave kicks our asses, or I get extremely frustrated by not being able to get tap correctly, or I have realized that I just don't have any extension in my knees, I still love it all. And now moving on to monologues.
yes, monologues
what can I say about monologues?
mine is doing something very weird to me? Maybe.
I just feel odd lately. I don't feel myself all of the time. Usually I am good, but then (like now) there are these sudden drastic mood changes, and I don't really feel right. Its like something is insanely wrong, but I'll be damned if I know what it is. Anyway, monologue night is tomorrow, and as much as my insane moods are bothering me outside of class, they seem to be helping immensely in class. I am proud of my monologue, so we shall just see how it goes over with those not used to it. *fingers crossed*
again with vocal lab today, you can definitely see/hear the improvement that just a few short months has had on everyone here. The last two classes have been fun, and energized and just moving over all. I hope that I never forget these times, because who knows if it will stay like this. For now, its amazing.
Among others things (what a fucking long blog) tonight has proved interesting. I am glad to have gotten a few things off my chest. I am a little confused to some things, but maybe now that they are in the open(for the time being) they can resolve themselves. Or not. Whatever. (haha, oh Dave Horak)
again to Daneel. My lovely. My darling. You are amazing. I love you so much, and you make me feel so honored to be friends with you. Thank you for everything, and know that you can ALWAYS count on me to be there for you. And thank you for being there for me.

"to act is not to be emotional, but to express emotion" - my daneel baby (well not really, but we'll go with that anyway - love you)

posted by Leah Wilburn @ 10:44 PM