The TTC Employee just told me in a harsh manner that “the subway leaves Bloor-Yonge station at 1:50 AM, the same every night.” I don’t think I’ll forget that for now on, just because of how it was said to me. I remember in Psychology class that we remember more of how something is said as opposed to what is said. Emotions play a strong role in our lives, whether we choose to admit it or not.
Today in vocal lessons I was told to write down everything that I like about myself and hand it to her next week. My vocal teacher isn’t just a vocal teacher, she’s also like a life coach. The voice is the most honest instrument. To show the audience that you aren’t nervous or have bad feelings about yourself, you must start with good feelings about yourself. It’s all about performing a service for the audience, to make them relaxed and comfortable. Singing should appear relaxed and comfortable. I love the lessons and learning how to improve my voice even more.
I’m so excited for my party. My camera is charged and I’m definitely posting pictures when this is all done. As I was driving to the station, I thought to myself, “I am so grown up. I look classy and professional, I’m driving and listening to the Brad Mehaldu Trio and loving every second of it, and above all, I’m comfortable and so content with myself right now. Life is great!”
Wow, this post is totally about me tooting my own horn. I don’t write like this very often, but it is very nice to write about how good life is. It will come in handy later when something bad happens. For now, I’m just going to sit back and let the subway take me to my destination and enjoy this evening with my friends.
I would like to thank Stella and Remi. First, thank you Stella for showing up and having a few drinks and some much needed catch up time with me. You’re a fantastic friend. Second, thank you to Remi for being honest and letting me know that she was too tired to show up by letting me know. I really appreciate it. Lastly, I want to thank everyone that let me know that they may or may not show up depending on their schedules, or that they were sick, or they were going to a Backstreet Boys concert (that’s probably why none of my gay friends showed up).
I’m a bit dissapointed. I learned tonight that life is like physics: what goes up must eventually come down. At least I had some extremely well-made martinis with a good friend that I haven’t seen in a year. That was pretty sweet.
Work, Japanese learning, piano and vocal practice tomorrow. Back to the daily grind… but I have pictures of me II got to find my Mac software for my camera… if there is such a thing) thanks to Photo Booth! You can find them after the jump. Night!