It's late, and I am still up doing homework. I wasn't even at home this evening to really work on it because I am getting prepared for my first performance with the University Women's Chours on Saturday night.

Philharmonia Orchestra, University Women’s Chorus, Cincinnati Children’s Choir and women of the Chamber Choir and Chorale
Mark Gibson, music director & conductor

Jan. 26, 2002

Sat., 8 pm

Corbett Auditorium Tickets Required

Mahler: Symphony No. 3 in D Minor

The listing is somewhere on this page.

I had to get some black slacks to match up with a jacket/blouse that I bought a few weeks ago. My Mom put a pair of slacks on hold for me at Lerner's and I asked my Aunt if she could take me out to the mall to pick them up.

Then I have a speech to prepare for tomorrow afternoon. It's the first speech of the course, so it shouldn't be too stressful. Our choice was to tell a story about ourselves or to pick two objects and describe how they relate to our personality. I picked the first one; I'm going to speak about the time when my Dad let me drive home from the gas station one afternoon. I had to drive down one of the busiest streets in my neighborhood. People were honking, and my Dad was yelling and I was just freaking out. It was horrible. But I learned from it nonetheless, like with any sticky situation that I'm in. There may be some regrets, but I learn to deal with it. That's all that one can do. Also I have Spanish homework to complete along with a Managerial Accounting assignment that is due tomorrow morning at 9am. Yipee, what fun...hopefully it should only take another hour or so, I dearly hope. Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday though-that's the thing that is keeping me in perspective as of right now.

I'm all charged up about being in the Women's Chorus this quarter. Unfortunately, I won't be able to participate in it next quarter, due to a Microeconomics class that is only available during the time that Chours meets. Damn. But that's okay though, I'll find something else constructive to get into for the Spring Quarter. Maybe art or something, who knows!

Ok, back to work...