Major Changes

Ok. Let's rewind to the end of February.

I was busy practicing for my audition for the School of Music. I filled out applications, wrote essays, wrote resumes, and made a DVD. It was a ton of work, and felt a little bit like deja vu seeing as it was the third time I was doing this. I went to the audition and did alright, but I didn't think they loved me as much as I had hoped. Then the next day I had my interview. It went OK, but when I left I could just tell I wasn't going to get into the program again.

Then all of March went by, wondering if by some miracle I got in, freaking out that I wasn't ready to be rejected again. I looked at all of the other majors BYU had to offer for when I found out I didn't get accepted, and found a lot that I thought would be really fun. But, still hoping that maybe I would get into the program.

Now I wish this could be one of those stories where I had so much doubt, but it didn't matter and in the end I got what I thought I wanted, but that just didn't happen. Last Monday I found out that I didn't get into the Music Ed program once again. So I set up a meeting with the head of the department that day to talk about why I didn't get in and what I needed to do for applying in the summer. He went over my entire portfolio and told me that since they only accept 12 students a year, my portfolio was good, but not great. He told me that even if I were to apply in the Summer I wouldn't get in. So I sat there in his office bawling while he told me that I just wasn't good enough. Let's be honest, that's a really hard thing to hear and to go through, but I'm very grateful it happened. And I have absolutely nothing against Dr. Broomhead or the Music Ed program. After leaving his office, I ran into the girls bathroom and cried hysterically. I could not even catch my breath. The last time I remember crying like that was when I was little and my mom wouldn't let me play or something (oh, the drama).

Anyway, I regained my composure and walked home, skipping both of my classes for that day. I went straight to my bed and just slept. Then Laura called me and said she would come and pick me up and take me to Michelle's, seeing as I didn't want to hang around Provo that night. So, I went home with her, she picked up some Girl Scout cookies on the way home to help cheer me up. At Michelle's, we had dinner and then I went swimming with all of them and Jake and Laralee's family. It was so much fun, I had completely forgot about not getting in the program.

When we came back, I got online and started looking at other majors to do at BYU. And I started looking into the Music Ed program at USU as my mom told me that my old choir teacher Mrs. Jolley said that would be a great place to go. I couldn't decide if I wanted to do Music and transfer up to Logan or just stay and do something else in Provo. I was having way too many flashbacks of last year when I was debating between BYU and UVU and I just hate having to completely change life plans. It is so stressful and I had no idea what to do. I figured it was going to take me a LONG time to decide where exactly I was going to end up this Fall.

So Laura took me home and on the way home I was talking about the Exercise and Wellness major that I had been researching over the last month and how fun I thought it would be, but I just didn't know if it was exactly what I wanted. As we pulled up to my house, Isaac and Taniel were just pulling into our driveway to come and visit me. Taniel brought me a book about photography for my new camera (another post coming soon). We sat and chatted for a while, and I figured that either my mom or Michelle had told Isaac and so they were coming over to comfort me, but they seemed completely oblivious haha. So I told them the bad news and they talked with me for a while and were very sweet. Then everyone left and I tried to go to bed.

Falling asleep proved rather difficult as my mind was going one hundred miles an hour. I started thinking more and more about my future in college. I realized how much my family meant to me, and how being so close to them helped me. I decided that I could not move up to Logan and be away from them right now. What was I going to do when I was having a bad day and Laura couldn't pick me up with Girl Scout cookies? What if I couldn't just run home and go swimming with my brothers and sisters and have my darling nieces and nephews help me forget that anything was even going wrong with the day? What if I didn't get to have my brother and sister come and visit me and just chat, for no reason? I know there will come a time in my life when I will not be able to live close to my family, but I know that this is not that time.

So, I decided I was definitely going to stay in Provo to complete my undergrad at BYU. One of the things that led me to choosing the Exercise and Wellness major is that I sat in Dr. B's office while he told me that I just wasn't good enough. I have had a lot of heartache over the past 3 years trying to get into this program, and I hated having to hear that I would never be able to do it. Well, I realized that I didn't want to be that person. I don't want to tell people that they aren't good enough, not good enough to be in my program, not good enough to be in my choir, not good enough for the solo, none of it. I want to motivate people. I want people to realize that they are ALWAYS good enough to do the things they want to do.

Also, I LOOOOOOVE music. I always have. Whether it was singing along to the music and dancing in front of the TV so I could see my reflection when I was little, to singing in the shower, to sitting down and playing the piano, to getting banned from Phantom of the Opera for a month since I sang it too much. That was pretty much all I did in High School and it has become so much a part of me. And I'm not going to give up my love for music, but I don't want it to become my chore. I don't want to be in a practice room for 4 hours a day practicing for juries. I want to enjoy it and not make it a stressful part of my life.

So, I went in on Wednesday and declared my major! It was SO simple! All I had to do was sign a piece of paper. I was trying to talk to the adviser for longer because I felt like I had to jump through more hoops, since that was what I was used to. But, I am in the major and I will start classes this Fall. I cannot WAIT! I am so excited for all the classes that I get to take and for all the great things that I will get to learn. It's gonna be a good next few years.

P.S. Sorry this is so long, if you even got to this point haha.

Project Music

Since November 14, 2009 I have been listening to every single song in my iTunes. I put all of my music into playlists and deleted over 1.5 GB of songs that I decided I hated. Now, nearly 4 months later, I am done!

However, I feel like I don't know how to listen to music. Listening to one artist or one album just seems weird to me. I have gotten so used to just listening to whatever was the next in line. I feel like I'm more open to music though, because instead of listening to whatever I want in the moment, I listen to anything. That could be good or bad. Who knows. Regardless, I'm done. And I'm so glad.

After listening to all of my music, I have grown to like a few people that I didn't originally like. Like such as:

The Feist.
She & Him.
The Perishers.
The Format.
The Weepies.

Which is funny because these are all artists Melodie LOVES. She has a great taste in music.

These are the artists that I loved before and love even more:
Regina Spektor.
Taylor Swift.
Michael Buble.
Sean Kingston.
Owl City.
The Carpenters.
Jason Mraz.
Elvis Presley.
Camera Obscura.

Artists that I still can't stand:
Maroon 5. barf.
Pretty much any whiny screamy boy band.
Jack Johnson. Sorry, just not my style.

Crazy Love

If anyone wants to get on my good side or just become my instant best friend, feel free to take me to the Michael Buble Crazy Love concert. That would be just fine with me. I'll even buy you a T-shirt.

Straight Back Chairs

I don't know why but when ever I sit in straight back chairs, I get unbelievably sick. It can be sitting in choir chairs for too long, sitting in the back seat of a car that is too straight up, or even just sitting on benches or bleachers. I hate it.

My Dream Last Night

Last night, I had a dream that I was on The Bachelor. It was finally my chance to have a date with him, but it was one of those 2 on 1 dates. Anyway, it was going to be with this season's Bachelor, Jake who looks like this:


He took us to K-mart to pick out outfits for him to try on. I know, what a fun date. Hahaha. Anyway, he slicked his hair back and parted it down the middle and for some reason, that made him look like a younger version of this:



He looked super creepy and weird. But I still liked him. So I would just keep my eyes shut while I would kiss him and talk to him. Hahaha, so weird. But so funny.

Childhood Memory

Yesterday, I had a very vivid childhood memory come back to my mind. We were all just sitting there as a family when all of the sudden my brother Jake grabs me and holds me down while my other brother Isaac comes and tickles my foot. It was the WORST. I hate having my feet tickled.

Things you may not have known.

I decided to post about a few of the things that you readers may not know about me. So, here it is:

I don't really like Jack Johnson.
I have a ton of different earrings, and all I ever wear are my pearl earrings.
I want to run a marathon in my lifetime.
I get really giddy when I watch Jane Austen-esque movies.
I have always wanted to play the cello.
I LOVE Regina Spektor.
Someday, I would love to own a bakery.
I hate having my fingernails painted.
I don't like the TV show LOST.
I love big band music.
I could eat a truck load of Jelly Bellys.
I am terribly interested in finance. Buying houses, taxes, loans, stocks, etc.
I love art and architecture. A LOT.
I switched to team Jacob after seeing New Moon.
To this day, I still love listening to Celine Dion every now and then.
I check slickdeals.net multiple times every day.
I want to get into photography.
I would love to sing in a jazz band.
I love gutting old houses.
I am dying to go to Europe to see all of the art museums.
I love big cities.
I color code my clothes in my closet.
I love bike rides.
I am learning how to play the organ.
I love planning vacations.
I am not very good at making scrambled eggs.
I think sky diving would be a BLAST.
I hate sleeping on my back or on my stomach. I am a definite side-sleeper.
I hate it when people whisper in my ear. It tickles SO bad.
I feel like I'm going to pass out whenever a blood drive is mentioned.
I have never been to Disneyland.
I hate scrapbooking. Instead, I use this: blurb.com
I would love to be in a musical.
I love the TV show Glee.
I am all about preserving memories. I keep 4 different journals for specific things.
I push snooze for a half an hour every morning before I wake up.
I love baking gourmet-type things.
I hate it when I'm at work and people think I'm a janitor.
I can never remember what an adjective is.
Besides never remembering the above, I have a very vivid memory.
I love learning about Nutrition.
I love drawing.
I love technology.
I used to write a poem every day via dailypoetryclub.com
I use vaseline to take off my mascara every night.
I have had a "music project" since November, where I listen to every single song in my iTunes library, and delete the songs that I hate. I started in the Z's and I'm still only in the I's.
I think that redbox and Scotch tape were some of the greatest inventions.
I still get really freaked out when I watch scary movies.
I ALWAYS spell s-e-p-a-r-a-t-e wrong (seperate).
I LOVE playing games. Scattergories, Phase 10, Apples to Apples, you name it.
I have my library card number memorized.
My feet are always FREEZING.

This is getting kind of long. Maybe sometime in the future I will continue. Maybe I will elaborate each thing in future posts. Who knows? Welp, thanks for reading.