Hey Kyeema,
Sorry for not getting back to you earlier. How have you been?
In response to your question: I got the results from the audition, but unfortunately I didn't pass to the next round. I guess I sort of saw that coming, but it was still a disappointment. Anyway, now I know that my voice needs work :-). I'll try to put in that work, as I really find it important to sing (and to not annoy the listeners lol). I'm going to sing with a classmate at a funeral this weekend of a young man (26 y.o.) who was also a classmate of mine (we're going to sing Tears in heaven, I know, a bit cheesy, I wanted to do a jazz song but it was a general request). He was an excellent, extremely motivated medicine student who was going to be able to specialize in anything he'd like, always very happy and joyful. He was also an extremely motivated cyclist and overall sportsman. He trained at least 2 hours a day. But what I liked most about him was that he was always friendly, always himself, no attitude at all, always in for a talk with anyone, and although he was a little bit of an outcast (he's a foreigner) everybody loved him. This past Sunday, he died during the competition "The Iron Man of Antwerp" while he was going down a tunnel. His pedal touched the sidewalk at top speed, he lost control and crashed onto the ground. He was dead within 10 minutes. It's truely truely sad... especially to see someone go at that age, so young, at the verge of achieving all his life goals and dreams, and in what fashion... And especially such a noble, simple, cheerful, positive person... He was an immigrant of Armenia, and he and his mom migrated to Belgium when he was 14 years old, for him to get a better future. During his medicine studies, the government once wanted to expel him out of the country, and the entire class and university supported him and we signed a petition for him to stay. For someone who's fought so hard to barely achieve all his dreams, this is really really mindblowing... Such a shame... And poor mom, who is left alone without her son, in a country which isn't her own, without other family, and (apparently, so I heard) chronically ill. I know that I want to get a little stage experience, but this really pales in comparison to what I know I can contribute at a funeral. If I didn't have the right intentions, I wouldn't allow myself to do this. I really feel I can give something back to him, to his mom, and say goodbye in the best way possible.
Anyway, I've been so busy I haven't had the time to even think about my ex. I notice I actually sometimes pass almost an entire day without ever thinking about her, and when I do, I feel great emotional distance and detachment. I'm not angry anymore at all, I think I could even be friends with her, and actually be (almost ;-)) genuinely happy for her if she were to find a great boyfriend who brings her happiness. I guess I'm (almost) over her now, so that's good.
My thesis, on the other hand, has been a disaster... I've found it so difficult to get to work. I get so scared of not doing well, of disappointing, that I just sit around all day and do nothing. I really hate myself for that. It's such a waste. I've studied so much in my life and now I'm just not even bothering and throwing beautiful chances away. I think I truely blew my thesis month, and there was no real reason for, I'm really mad at myself for that and have felt really bad about that...
Well, anyway, so far the update on me :-)