Parched

I can't think of anything to write about. We were even given a prompt...but nothing was coming to me. All I can think about is the fact that by the end of today I will have recorded THE audition of my life. Craziness. And my throat is drying out more and more by the minute. Oh joy.
I think it's the cold air here (mixed with waay more singing than I'm used to) and a sudden bought of insomnia that has chronically stripped my throat of any moisture. It's not such a nice feeling...but it has gotten me into the habit of drinking more water than usual, which is something I've always meant to start doing.
I'm nervous about this audition... and sort of thanking whoever's out there that I am doing it via video. Even though it's still scary as hell, I couldn't imagine what a wreck I'd be if I had to do all that I've been preparing in front of someone with only one shot. In all fairness, I think it suits me to do this through a video. The colleges say its a drawback that'll hurt my chances, but in my case I think its actually helping.
I don't know if it's the high I've been riding on while I've been here, or if it's from progress and a gain in confidence, but part of me believes I can really do this. That I'm not just kidding myself with childish dreams anymore. It's gotten so much more serious. Its a bit frightening. But I like it.

Crap. I just coughed. It didn't feel good. It won't feel good when I have to hit higher notes in Mama Who Bore Me reprise in the next hour or so, either. Water and Xylitol gum. That's my temporary remedy for these days. And a mug of hot water and honey in the mornings. All things help, but nothing is lasting. I guess the best medicine would be a vocal rest, but I can't really do that to any effect in the next hour. And afterwards it won't matter much, it'll just be for personal comfort...which is hardly worth the effort of keeping quiet.

ATM: I'm drinking water and listening to http://8tracks.com/leonfrey/the-saddest-music-in-the-world. The music isn't too sad. I guess it could be if I had some more context behind it...and if I was sad. The songs are pretty, though. Except 'Dreamt For Light Years In The Belly Of A Mountain' was just annoying. There was a boop noise throughout the song that was just so interruptive and unwelcome.  
I haven't been listening to as much classical music these days. Probably because I'm not in band. No, definitely because I'm not in band. But I haven't lost my appreciation for it.
I miss being in band sometimes. 'Hounds of Spring' came on my shuffle yesterday morning. It was actually prefectly in sync with my walk to school, which is enjoyable for any type of music; it adds some variety to my mornings.
It was sunny yesterday, for the first time in much too long, and as I turned the corner, coming out of the shade, 'Hounds of Spring' was right at the peak of a swell in the song. It was all triumphant feeling which went beautifully with the burst of sunlight I walked into. I love when stuff like that happens: oh, the joys of walking with my ipod.

Class is officialy over now. And I'm off to bury myself into extensive self critiquing for the rest of the day while I film material for my audition. Wish me luck!