before i went on to sing yesterday, my parents and i sat in the audience and listened to a few of the competitors. the first person we heard was a girl in a pink dress, a few years younger than me, with the most beautiful effortless voice. her songs were more advanced than mine and she delivered them with ease. i was like ok🤯cool. if you caught my instagram story a few days ago you heard me say i wasn’t as prepared as i “should” be but that i had set a goal to compete and i would go for the sake of opening the door to new possibilities. when i was backstage i decided that i would just go on, and show exactly where i am right now. so, that’s what i did. out of the 42 competitors, only 5 made it to the next round, and neither i nor the girl in the pink dress were one of them. after the competition each person had the opportunity to sit down with each of the judges and they basically tell you why they didn’t think you were good enough to continue on to the next round. while waiting in line i met a girl who also didn’t continue on, but does have a contracted job singing in an opera house in germany coming up this summer. she has been singing professionally for years and has competed in several Met Audition competitions. after hearing the judges critique my voice, technique and delivery to my face (ouch) i walked away having learned some things. one, the arts are cut throat and no one cares about your feelings lol two, nothing is handed to you and you’re not entitled to anything (bummer) and three, what you have to share is only honest if you are honest with yourself...and only from there can you truly grow. it was a humbling experience and it won’t be my last. viva l’opéra!