.... Urgh.

I'm nervous.

It takes (a rumored) two months to apply for a student visa in the UK, and you can't get the visa without an official letter from the school, which they won't send you until you've put down a deposit and sent them a "letter of good conduct" that you have to get from your local police department proving that you're not a serial killer or serial bad parker or whatnot, and who knows how long that will take? Also, postgraduate students are guaranteed a spot in on-campus housing, but only if they declare their intent to attend and send in their initial deposit and housing fee by July 31st.

Crap.

It looks like I'll be stopping by the police station in the morning (I went to the temple this morning, so I suppose this is something novel, at least) before work - then I go straight out to Tooele for a Girls' Night with neices and sis's-in-law. Saturday has me in downtown Salt Lake all day, and Monday I head to Ogden to help out with the BHS Drama Presidency retreat (looooong story). I'll be home and sitting down at my desk sometime Wednesday night... except that this next week is Changeover, which (is not in any way vampiric - sorry, Twilight fans - and) means that I could conceiveably be at the theatre for 10-14-hour days. So, though I'll do what I can over the computer on Friday, it looks like Sunday might be the only day I'll have for paperwork before we're on into August. Sunday, between 11:00 AM and 1:00 PM, and between 4:00 PM and 6:15 PM, anyway.

Crap. Now I'm REALLY nervous.

Oh, did I forget to mention? I was accepted to the University of Exeter in Cornwall-Devon, England. Classes start sometime in October.

SQUEEEEEEE!!!!!



P.S. Also, I'm supposed to sing at the retreat, practice my music for choir rehearsal on Sunday, slog through Breaking Dawn, and buy a new swimsuit. At least the laundry's already in progress...
P.P.S. The ponies are finished! I will post pictures, I promise!
P.P.P.S. I WILL put up some pictures and fireworks and excitement and all - it's just been a little crazy, and I didn't realize that getting the applications in was less than half the work.
P.P.P.P.S Did I mention that I was actually accepted at both schools? I was, but it turns out I applied for the wrong program at the other school. They would have taken me anyway - instead, they're going to hold my application for the correct program for the fall of 2010. Just think - maybe maybe maybe I could go to England for two years, and come back with TWO Master's degrees! Uber squeeeeeeeeee!!!

Look Into the Light

80's By Way of A'Cappella Slovenia (Jazz)

Another fabulous video... Thanks, Annette!

Final Day Bonus

Video by way of Greg.

LOVE.

Official Geekhood

I saw Star Trek for the fourth time tonight (yes, it's still in a few theaters).

Liked it very nearly as much as I did the first time.

Wowsers.

"She's seen it HOW many times? Sheesh, I could never sit still THAT long!"

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We've been working on full-size carousel horses at the theatre (we did half-size horses a week or two ago) - paint today, glitter and bling tomorrow. PRETTY. Will post progress pictures, and sympathy shots of the two horses in "rehab".

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After talking to a friend today, I've decided to try pre-natal vitamins to make my hair grow, rather than cutting it short. I'll get a good "trim" just before I leave for school.

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"School", you say? Details coming soon.

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"Redouble" is an odd word, and I don't think it's used correctly. Say, for example, the phrase "Redouble your efforts" - that would imply that you'd already been told to "double your efforts" and that's just not something you hear often. Plus, if you're going to redouble something, you're doubling it again - or double-doubling, if you will... which could be acurately described as "double-squaring" or "quadrupling". Telling someone to quadruple their efforts has the benefit of specificity (though telling someone to double-squared their efforts is just silly), especially if those efforts have already been doubled... but I suppose it smacks of overkill. "Redouble" is merely redundant. (Speaking of, why don't you ever hear the word "dundant"?)

Have Stuff to Talk About, But...

Sunday Snippet

A good friend and I sang an arrangement of this song in church today, with her mom on piano, and her brother on clarinet. It was nothing like MoTab, of course, but it went really well. I always enjoy singing with her - I get the impression that we make each other sound even better. Someone mentioned today that our voices are "complimentary".

I also started singing again with a local choir, the Sterling Singers. They really are an excellent group, and we're putting together a 9/11 commemorative concert. You'll all want to come - it's September 11 and 12, and the music is incredible. One of the songs is based on a poem by Christina Rossetti - it's our most difficult song, and is really unusual, and will be amazing once we get it down.

Echo

Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the speaking silence of a dream;
Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright
As sunlight on a stream;
Come back in tears,
O memory, hope and love of finished years.

O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter-sweet,
Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,
Where souls brim-full of love abide and meet;
Where thirsting longing eyes
Watch the slow door
That opening, letting in, lets out no more.

Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live
My very life again though cold in death;
Come back to me in dreams, that I may give
Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:
Speak low, lean low,
As long ago, my love, how long ago.

I'll put up an MP3 of the music if I can find one.

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I was also invited to a callback tomorrow for a show I didn't actually audition for... I'd love to do it, so I'm calling the other school in England first thing in the morning to see if they have any status updates for me. At this point, I figure if I get in to this second school, I'll go. If I don't, I'll try for this show and a job here in Salt Lake, and attend the program I really want to get into at the first school next fall. (They've already accepted me for a different program, one I applied for accidentally, but the program I should have applied for is full. I'm fairly certain I could get in for next year.)

Tomorrow morning should be interesting.