The Music In Me

So, many of my posts so far have been about boys, and it was recently pointed out to me that all I ever seem to talk about nowadays is, well, boys. I'm not saying that boys don't matter, but I also know that I don't define myself by my interactions with them, and I certainly don't waste all of my time on them.

So, here, my friends, is an update on another, more important aspect of my life. My voice lessons have been going really well lately (despite the fact that I had bronchitis and was unable to sing for two weeks), and my voice teacher and I have been getting along better than we ever have before. I'm currently singing two Italian songs and a German song, all of which I'm slowly falling in love with, although Vittoria, Mio Core is my favorite.

This week at my lesson, my voice teacher recorded me when I wasn't looking, and proceeded to send me four (4!) different versions of me singing "Du Ring An Meinem Finger". And yes, that does mean "The Ring On My Finger", and yes, it is about marriage, and yes, I do think about Josh Groban while I'm singing it.


P.S. If you follow the link and listen to the recording, I'd like to make a disclaimer: I was recovering from bronchitis and had only sung the song about five times. Hence, it fell apart at the end. It might be painful to listen to.