Gotta love Hotels. We are in Kennewick, after a monstrous day of singing. Three schools, and five total performances of Whitacre's Cloudburst. Im almost ready to burn it. I love Eric Whitacre, but even Bohemian Rhapsody can get old after so long....
I have spent a good amount of time reading the Itinerary and flight plans and junk from MTV. Coolest thing so far? We get picked up from the airport by a limo- sign with my name on it, the whole schpiel.
The more positive comments I get on the video the more confident I get, but I don't want to get my hopes up too much. I know I'm in trouble when I start making plans for the Wednesday and Thursday in LA, but I just can't help it!
As I type, my roomies and I are having some major cool conversations about teaching, drama, marriage, all the good stuff. So I will leave you to look at all the cool pictures I took of myself.
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