akeyoftime | Dear god, I may never be able to stop singing Siyahumba again.

I'm still having trouble with the rhythms, but my solo is sounding much better. Less stumbling over itself and more smooth. I also have trouble making the first, low note audible, but that's because I'm a soprano singing in the alto range. I am not built for the low notes (but I'll make it work anyway, because I am awesome)!

Need to start exercising again! I will sleep more restfully. Swimming tommorow afternoon? Yes please!

I feel more awake and alert in general now that I've properly settled into the tegretol decrease - better able to fake the social game and mask. I'm crashed by seven or eight and the Alertec isn't really doing it anymore (which is kind of a bummer), but a viel of fatigue has peeled back for most of the day and when I am not so tired, I am probably happier. Or better able to ignore the stress, anyway.

I discovered Glendon is a wrong campus to study opera at. I found a really good book and got a few pages of research in anyway, but nearly all the resources are at Keele. It's actually a little astounding. At least I know the books are there, even though they are tantalizingly out of reach just now. I'll have to find time and energy for a trip :)

I am being slowly crushed under a mountain of stress. But this too shall pass. Only another month to go (yesterday was probably 28 days later and words cannot describe how sad I am I missed making that post) and then I get a break. Noice.