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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 5:40 pm
Hey Everyone:
What do you guys think of this PS?? I'm willing to swap! Thanks!
After I sang a solo from Mozart’s The Marriage of Figaro during a sixth grade choir concert, I thought that I was bound to be an opera singer. I was encouraged to audition for the (Blank) Opera Studio, and when I was accepted it seemed clear to me that I would pursue a career in opera. My official solo debut came during my third European tour with (opera studio), when I sang the title role in Benjamin Britten’s opera Albert Herring in the timeless opera houses of Budapest, Vienna, and Prague. I was very fortunate to enjoy success at a young age, and I was convinced that I was destined for an illustrious life on the stage. When it came time to apply to college, there was no hesitation in my decision to pursue a major in vocal performance.
During my freshman year of college, I was wholly devoted to my development as a vocalist; I studied solfeggio, vocal technique, and sang in opera productions. I was blessed with the opportunity to learn from some of the finest vocalists in the world, including partaking in a master class with Plácido Domingo, my operatic idol, after which I felt even more inspired and dedicated to my vocal craft. I spent hours in practice rooms, learning arias, drilling vowel positions, and working on scales. Aside from aria lyrics, I rarely read. Except for my music harmony homework, I scarcely wrote. The academic world did not exist to me; my life was consumed by music, and any task that was not requisite to my operatic pursuits was irrelevant and uninteresting.
After a summer filled with performances and vocal workshops at (opera studio), I returned to (school) for my sophomore year just as enthused and passionate about opera as I had been the year before. However, shortly after classes began, I began to feel unexpectedly restless. I found myself envious of my classmates pursuing academic majors, and I craved intellectual challenge and invigoration. Initially, I classified my feelings as fleeting uncertainties, bound to dissolve as I reintegrated into the college environment and fully re-engaged with the music program. Nonetheless, as the school year progressed, my uncertainties lingered, and I was finally forced to seriously question whether a career in music was right for me. I decided that since I had put so much time and effort into music, I owed it to myself not to resign from the vocal performance program unless I was absolutely sure that some other field satisfied my restlessness and fulfilled my intellectual hunger. Accordingly, that spring semester, I took at total of 18 classes, or 81 credit units (a normal five class semester is 45 credit units), so that I could explore my other interests while remaining in the voice program. Through the law and public policy classes I took, I found the intellectual fulfillment that I so craved, and after experiencing that invigoration I knew that my pursuit of a life in music would never feel the same.
When I returned to (school) for my junior year, I left the voice program and switched my major to Ethics, History and Public Policy. I felt revitalized, and I dove into my studies with an aching excitement and zeal that I had not felt since I began college. Today, I possess a passionate enthusiasm and appreciation for the study of law that I could not have acquired without having spent time in academic exile, immersed in the realm of opera. I will always love opera, and I will always be a singer, but I believe the most significant consequence of my life as full-time musician was that it allowed me to realize that I want to be a lawyer. I came to (school) as an aspiring opera singer, but only by following my inner-voice did I find the study of law to be my true inspiration; I knew that I found it when I realized that I do not even miss the applause.
What do you guys think of this PS?? I'm willing to swap! Thanks!
After I sang a solo from Mozart’s The Marriage of Figaro during a sixth grade choir concert, I thought that I was bound to be an opera singer. I was encouraged to audition for the (Blank) Opera Studio, and when I was accepted it seemed clear to me that I would pursue a career in opera. My official solo debut came during my third European tour with (opera studio), when I sang the title role in Benjamin Britten’s opera Albert Herring in the timeless opera houses of Budapest, Vienna, and Prague. I was very fortunate to enjoy success at a young age, and I was convinced that I was destined for an illustrious life on the stage. When it came time to apply to college, there was no hesitation in my decision to pursue a major in vocal performance.
During my freshman year of college, I was wholly devoted to my development as a vocalist; I studied solfeggio, vocal technique, and sang in opera productions. I was blessed with the opportunity to learn from some of the finest vocalists in the world, including partaking in a master class with Plácido Domingo, my operatic idol, after which I felt even more inspired and dedicated to my vocal craft. I spent hours in practice rooms, learning arias, drilling vowel positions, and working on scales. Aside from aria lyrics, I rarely read. Except for my music harmony homework, I scarcely wrote. The academic world did not exist to me; my life was consumed by music, and any task that was not requisite to my operatic pursuits was irrelevant and uninteresting.
After a summer filled with performances and vocal workshops at (opera studio), I returned to (school) for my sophomore year just as enthused and passionate about opera as I had been the year before. However, shortly after classes began, I began to feel unexpectedly restless. I found myself envious of my classmates pursuing academic majors, and I craved intellectual challenge and invigoration. Initially, I classified my feelings as fleeting uncertainties, bound to dissolve as I reintegrated into the college environment and fully re-engaged with the music program. Nonetheless, as the school year progressed, my uncertainties lingered, and I was finally forced to seriously question whether a career in music was right for me. I decided that since I had put so much time and effort into music, I owed it to myself not to resign from the vocal performance program unless I was absolutely sure that some other field satisfied my restlessness and fulfilled my intellectual hunger. Accordingly, that spring semester, I took at total of 18 classes, or 81 credit units (a normal five class semester is 45 credit units), so that I could explore my other interests while remaining in the voice program. Through the law and public policy classes I took, I found the intellectual fulfillment that I so craved, and after experiencing that invigoration I knew that my pursuit of a life in music would never feel the same.
When I returned to (school) for my junior year, I left the voice program and switched my major to Ethics, History and Public Policy. I felt revitalized, and I dove into my studies with an aching excitement and zeal that I had not felt since I began college. Today, I possess a passionate enthusiasm and appreciation for the study of law that I could not have acquired without having spent time in academic exile, immersed in the realm of opera. I will always love opera, and I will always be a singer, but I believe the most significant consequence of my life as full-time musician was that it allowed me to realize that I want to be a lawyer. I came to (school) as an aspiring opera singer, but only by following my inner-voice did I find the study of law to be my true inspiration; I knew that I found it when I realized that I do not even miss the applause.