100th Post!!!

Yup. 100 posts. It only took me a year and a half. So for my 100th post, I'm going to tell you 100 reasons why I...

Just kidding! I wouldn't put any of you through 100 reasons of anything. At least not on the blog.

Today is all about prep. Prep for piano. Prep for Music History. Prep for Spring Sing.

Let's start with piano:

I've been playing piano since I was 6 or 7. The only times during that time that I haven't taken lessons were my mid-Freshmen to mid-Senior years in high school when I had a slight breakdown one Tuesday and begged my mom to let me quit. All you mothers out there: Let your children quit. I wouldn't be playing today if I hadn't. Okay. Back to the story. A year from now, I will be preparing to have my "junior" recital in Piano. This means I should be practicing, at the very least, an hour a day at this point. Am I? No. (Dr. Thompson, if you read this, don't worry I'm about to get back on track.) Starting today, I will dive into that Chopin Nocturne like nobody's business.

Next would be Music History:

Why, yes, those are 3 famous music sites in Europe. Thanks for asking. Unfortunately, though, my very brief, limited excursions into the world of European-music-sight-seeing does not exclude me from taking the dreaded courses known as Music Histories I, II, and III. Now I have MH II under my belt (with an "A" I might add), but that does not mean it didn't give me a run for my money. That course was the reason I pulled so many near-all-nighters. (Apparently, I'm incapable of an actual all-nighter.) The reason I had numerous meltdowns in the presence of friends and family. But also the reason I am more proud of my grade in that course than any other grade I've received (except maybe Bible Science). So my plan over the break was to read ahead for next semester. Is it going to happen? Probably not. But I can still dream.

And onto Spring Sing:

This is last year's Spring Sing and the bottom one is Freshmen Spring Sing. Please notice my expressions in both of them. Jubilant. Ecstatic. Joyful. Freshmen year all I had to do was remember the dances and lyrics I had worked so hard to learn. And not mess up while in the front row. Last year was a breeze. I wasn't even in my club's Spring Sing show so all I had to remember was the music to Michael Jackson's "Man in the Mirror" since I was in the back-up choir. Cinch. Sway in time with the music. Hang out backstage with the band. No problem. This year is a completely different story. When idiots decide to run for Spring Sing director, someone should really take them aside and explain to them everything they are going to be in charge of and see if they still want to run. (Of course, my parents probably would have done just that which is why I didn't tell them I was running until I had been elected. Oops.) But we have made a lot of progress. The budget is just about done. All of the known expenses are on there and have been approved by our treasurer. The studio is booked. The lyrics are written. Although, I'm not entirely satisfied with a lot of them because of my stupid type-A thing. The lyrics will probably be rewritten soon. Choreography is done for 2 songs. One costume is made with plans for more. Music is almost taken care of. So you see? Progress, my friends. Progress. Now I just need to not think about the rest of it so that I can actually go to sleep one of these nights. I was complaining to my dad about how the show is 2 months away and I'm already tossing and turning thinking about it. His reply: "You know who you are? Your mom." Bingo! I am exactly my mom. But I can't think of many, if any, women I would want to be like more.