Life = School, still

So welcome to my what seems to be my weekly blog update. I feel like there isn't much to update unless you want to hear what my grades are, how depressed I got this week in my flute lessons, or how I don't have time for anything but homework and practicing.

Being a music major has its perks. I get to hear awesome performances and meet up-and-coming composers and musicians. I did get to go to the fabulous Huntsville Symphony Orchestra concert this weekend. A flute concerto was premiered, (I got to personally meet and chat with the composer) and they also played Beethoven's 9th Symphony. Everybody should hear a live performance of that piece sometime in their life... it's the Ode to Joy song... you'd recognize it. There was a huge choir and four soloists. I had goosebumps on my arms and tears in my eyes. I love how music can do that to you. My teacher says that is my goal as a flutist... to move people with my music. Maybe some day.

I'm starting to tire of being a student. I want to be a Grammie, a better mom and shoot, I'd like to play with my scrapbooking stuff...

Sometimes I wonder why I am doing this to myself. On Friday I was so down about it (not about school, but about being a flute performance major when I can't play the flute worth a crap, and yes, I said crap) that I went to my Wind Ensemble director and told him I needed five minutes of his time to tell me why I should stay in college. It turns out he had a great speech prepared because his dad just graduated from college, doing the same thing I'm doing. Sometimes his dad would call him and ask the same thing... "why am I doing this?"

Why? Because of that little piece of paper that says I earned a college degree. But it's got to be bigger than that. Maybe someday I'll find the answer.