One more week.
I can do this.
Breathe. Just breathe.
Mozart's Requiem is now over. I have so much homework to complete. So many tests to study for. My voice jury to have all music perfect for. A giant piano test. Finals looming days away. So many things I'm just not yet quite prepared for.
And my heart is still a little sad.
I will hopefully be making a little money in June, but I don't know how I'm going to pay my bills before then. I mentioned it to my dad last night and he freaked out, so that didn't help. I didn't even ask him for help with anything. Just told him I was worried about it when he asked what I was doing.
I'm sure he thinks I'm just spending all my money on drugs and liquor, since that's what college is all about. I think I've had a Mai Tai and a beer since Spring Break. I don't have time to party with my friends. I'm too busy being a student. His misunderstanding of what that entails is extremely frustrating to me.
Time for sleep. I have a full day of studying ahead of me tomorrow.