Shiksa on the road....Part 2

Coming through my headphones: Justin Timberlake's 'SexyBack' - after 75 minutes of art song last night, I need a little candy in my ears. Think of it as PixyStix for the classical singer.

So it's Thursday, I have class in half an hour, and I just tried to schedule my third recital, but since NEC is bound up in its own red tape, I have to go back and schedule my recital in an hour because the guy in the scheduling office (who was doing a CROSSWORD PUZZLE) told me that they don't do that sort of thing until later in the morning and he's busy. Right, 'busy'. Is that what they're calling it these days? Don't be too 'busy', I hear tell that people can go blind from that!

But I really can't be upset about anything today. My recital went better than I ever could have hoped for, and during intermission I got a voice message telling me that I'm a finalist for San Francisco Opera's MEROLA program. And what does this mean? That's right, back on the road. I've been to New York four times in two weeks, I think I might have actually figured out the Subway system, and the fine art of packing everything I need into a backpack. Who says girls can't pack light?

Suffice it to say, I'm nervous. Excited, but nervous. Terrified and exhilerated, but nervous. I don't know if I can bring my A game twice in one week, but I'm sure as hell gonna try.

WAHOO!