Finally

The banners are up.
Final Approval has been passed.
(Almost) Everyone has their costume.
The blurb has been filmed.
The directors' interview has taken place.
The meltdowns, freak-outs, and yell sessions have all been performed beautifully.



And now, let Spring Sing Week 2010 begin.

Just Two More Weeks

Until Spring Sing. 2 weeks from tonight it will all be over. And I will get my life back. What in the world will that be like??

Last night after our 6 hour practice, a group of my friends was in my apartment talking about (what else?) Spring Sing. Two of us had just practiced for 6 hours, two of the others had been at our practice for 2 hours, and we had been talking about Spring Sing for about an hour and a half. I looked around the room at one point and said, "Guys. What are we going to talk about when Spring Sing's over?" To which my friend wittingly replied, "Nothing. We'll just sit and stare at each other."

He might be right.

I'll let you know in 2 weeks.

We're All in the Same Boat

Meet my new friend:

Her name is Jillian and she's super-motivational. Today was day 2 of 30 Day Shred. Lemme tell ya. I am feeling it. 

Let me introduce you to the reason (well 2 reasons) for this new friend of mine: 

There you have it. 

#1: Spring Sing. As co-director, I'm on the front row a large majority of the time. No one wants to see a bride up there who can't catch her breath long enough to finish the show. Or one song. It's whatever really.

#2: Cruise Control. I am going on a cruise with 3 of my friends in May. I. Can't. Wait. I've never been on a cruise. However, I also haven't been in a swimsuit in awhile. 

So here's to new friends. And 30 Day Shred. Let's hope it works because this not being able to move thing is not very enjoyable. 

In Full Swing

Everything is in full swing! LTC. Spring Sing. Music History. Spring Sing. Trigonometry. Spring Sing. Other Pi stuff. Oh, and did I mention Spring Sing?

It's consuming my time. Just eating it right up. But I kinda love it. I love seeing the show come together and seeing all the girls have fun together while learning the choreography. I love my co-director and can't imagine what this semester would have been like had we not been friends. I love just being in charge of something. (Shocking. I know.)

So now we're just 3 weeks out. We're teaching our last song tonight and then we will have our WHOLE SHOW learned. We have 30-some-odd veils made. 6 or so dresses completed with many more on the way. All the shoes bought. All the lock-ins settled. Blurb location well under way. Music ready this weekend.

I'm feeling good about it.

Now I just need to go study for all my tests. And do my homework. What? I still go to school? Crazy.

Blessed Be Your Name

It's been a rough week for a lot of people on campus.

Spring Sing is in full swing.
Everyone is having their first (or second and third) tests of the semester.
There was an enormous ice storm this weekend.
So many relationships are stressed and strained.
And there was a death on campus this weekend.

Tonight in class, Jeff (our campus minister) read a wonderful Psalm that has never really caught my attention like it did tonight.

Psalm 42

As the deer pants for streams of water,
       so my soul pants for you, O God.

 ² My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.

       When can I go and meet with God?

 ³ My tears have been my food

       day and night,

       while men say to me all day long,

       "Where is your God?"

 ⁴ These things I remember

       as I pour out my soul:

       how I used to go with the multitude,

       leading the procession to the house of God,

       with shouts of joy and thanksgiving

       among the festive throng.

 ⁵ Why are you downcast, O my soul?

       Why so disturbed within me?

       Put your hope in God,

       for I will yet praise him,

       my Savior and ⁶ my God. 

       My ^[c] soul is downcast within me;

       therefore I will remember you

       from the land of the Jordan,

       the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.

 ⁷ Deep calls to deep

       in the roar of your waterfalls;

       all your waves and breakers

       have swept over me.

 ⁸ By day the LORD directs his love,

       at night his song is with me—

       a prayer to the God of my life.

 ⁹ I say to God my Rock,

       "Why have you forgotten me?

       Why must I go about mourning,

       oppressed by the enemy?"

 ¹⁰ My bones suffer mortal agony

       as my foes taunt me,

       saying to me all day long,

       "Where is your God?"

 ¹¹ Why are you downcast, O my soul?

       Why so disturbed within me?

       Put your hope in God,

       for I will yet praise him,

       my Savior and my God.

Put your hope in God. So simple. Yet something that I fail to do on an everyday basis.