There's a First Time for Everything

Friends, I have successfully completed the first draft of my senior capstone project. Within 20 pages, Abe Silverstein’s life and career is expressed, detailed and carefully noted. I evaluate why he didn’t become famous for his work. 

My completed draft. (photo/Kasy Long)

The answer: He didn’t want the fame. Surprise, surprise! There are actually people out there who turn away from the spotlight. Discovering this news made me admire the man so much more than I already did.

Now that my first draft is complete, I had to celebrate in some way with my friends. Last night, I attended an opera workshop on campus to support my roommate, who was a member of the cast. There’s a first time for everything. This was my first opera experience, and I must admit I enjoyed it so much more than I originally anticipated. I have always shied away from operas because of the foreign language and the high pitches. I can’t be the only one who ever felt that way, right?

Photos from last night's opera workshop. (photo/Kasy Long)

Luckily, this opera was contemporary, with a mixture of both English and foreign lyrics. I could understand the scenes; I could understand the emotional stress for these characters. It was wonderful!

There was even a scene in which two men rode a bicycle on the small stage in my university’s concert music hall. It was hilarious, and thankfully no one was injured.

It’s important to experience new things. If I had allowed my fear for opera music to prevent me from attending the show, I never would have experienced the enlightening music. I also would not have seen my best friend perform with her friends. It was evident that she loved every minute of the performance, and I couldn’t help but clap a little louder for her musical numbers.

I am going to be experiencing many “firsts” in the upcoming months. Today, my other roommate and I went to pick up our bridesmaid dresses for our roommate’s wedding in May—a first for me. In May, I will be moving to Jamestown, New York for three months to work as an Event Planning & Marketing intern for the Lucy-Desi Museum & Center for Comedy. I haven’t fully expressed my love for Lucille Ball and I Love Lucy on this blog, but I’m probably the biggest fan you will meet for a 21-year-old youngster. 

Photo from when I visited the Lucy-Desi Museum
in June 2014. (photo/Kasy Long)

Lastly, in the fall, I will be applying for MFA graduate programs. If I am accepted into a program, then my life’s journey will be moving forward into even more unimaginable experiences. 

Keep reading this blog, friends. I plan to share each life experience with you. Hop on board!

-KJL-