Your bare feet sliding on the old wooden floorboards
Home just as you left it but still you're shaken
Like walking into a museum, somehow out of time
It's all the same except the girl in the hallway
Where she's been and who she'll ripen into
Your childhood's on the other side of a sprawling divide
To wide
Take a silent breath
Hold in the change
Tell yourself you still live here
Take your bags upstairs
It's the only way you'll get through today
Count the hours
Take a shower
Wash yourself away
-How to Return Home
(Kerrigan&Lowdermilk)
I'm home for the summer and I feel like I'm suffocating. I've been here exactly a week and I'm realizing exactly how long three months is. And it's too long. I'm going crazy. I can physically feel it and I don't know how to fix it or make it stop. I feel like I'm always on the verge of crying, but I can't. My chest feels heavy, like there's pressure on it. I feel so different from who I was when I lived here. I'm staying in the city next summer. I can't do this again. I'm coming out of my skin.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
MAJOR UPDATES!
Okay, so I kind of totally forgot the password to this blog for about a year and I started a new one. So now that I'm back to this one I'm going to consolidate and repost some of my old entries from the other blog onto this one. These next few posts are from my first semester at school. And then I got busy and stopped.
I’m not a real blogger. I’m a pseudo wannabe blogger who only posts when she’s super bored and wants attention from random online stalkers who she hopes will sympathize, empathize or just find her funny. Or maybe they just find her super lame. Anyway…Here’s a bunch of posts to try to get this blog up to date.
DAY 1
Hey guys! So I don’t really know what to say or what I’m supposed to do with one of these, but I read this guy’s and it seems like a convenient way to keep all of my friends up to date with what I’m doing. Plus it’s a lot easier then telling 18 people the same thing. Right now I’m sitting in my aunt’s house in Connecticut. We got up early this morning and packed up the car. I’m surprised all of my stuff fit. We had to fold down two of the back seats in the Volvo to make everything if, so I had about 1 square foot of room for the 7 hour car ride. We left around 10:00 this morning and got here around 5:00. I took Dramamine so I ended up sleeping almost the entire ride. I woke up in Middle-Of-Nowhere, PA and then I woke up again and we were on the Tapen Zee Bridge, which was totes ballin’. So we’re staying here for the night and then we’re getting up really early tomorrow and then heading to New York. I’m moving in all morning and then we have to go to some boring meet and greet and lectures and stuff. Tomorrow night a group of us are going to the “Sex and the City” party at Duvet, a nightclub somewhere in the west 20’s. I’ll write more and post pictures tomorrow.
MOVE IN DAY
Hey guys! So I’m officially living in New York now. I’m all moved in, changed my network on facebook, and already had a few rendezvous’ with some pretty sketchy guys in midtown. I woke up at 6:30 this morning and it is now 3:58 am. I’ve been awake for 21 and a half hours. I have to wake up at 8:30 tomorrow apparently. I’ll probably wake up around 10:00 and go to this gay ass fire safety MANDATORY lecture. So I got here around 8:30 and almost cried when I
saw my room. The closet door is broken, paint is
chipping of the walls and the desk is peeling apart. But good news! They are fixing the closet door tomorrow, I’ve covered up the chipped paint with Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Buddha posters and little paper lanterns that are probably a fire hazard, but they’re cute so they’re staying.
(Lurk my facebook for my pictures of my dorm!)
All of my roommates are nice, we have absolutely nothing in common, but we get along well. I came home tonight and they were all asleep and I’m worried about waking them, I’m pretty sure my roommate thinks I’m loud and insane. Anyway…I moved my stuff in and go lunch with my parents and then we went to go listen to the president of the school speak but we left early because Ali broke her key in the door and needed me to go back to the suite with her to let her back in. So then I said bye to my parents (Not like for real though, they’re coming back tomorrow with food and fancy IKEA things.) and went to meet our Welcome Week leader. We never found ours so we ended up joining a group where our leaders told us what bars don’t card. We had dinner after that, but the veggie sandwich was gross so Ali went over to the student center and bought food and ate in our room. We had to go to a floor meeting and get lectured about how we can’t smoke pot in our dorms or we’ll set off the fire alarms and don’t drink and all that fun stuff. So after that we got dragged to some party, but Kate and I ended up leaving before we even got there to go meet up with people. (Kate went to go meet up with a friend from high school.) I went and found Leah and then we took the train to Penn Station.
We were planning on going to this massive party in the west 20’s but it was crazy when we got there. Apparently the club was filled to capacity so instead of having a $7 cover charge it was $20 (We found this out after waiting in line to get in). So we left, walked 20-something blocks to Time Square, found out my favorite bar with a view of the city was closed, found out Jamba Juice was closed then took the subway back to 32nd street.
We found this “Fresh Fast Food” store on 32nd and Broadway called Speedy’s and it’s my new favorite place. All of their food is made fresh, it’s mostly healthy, and they have amazing smoothies. It’s also open at 2 a.m. So then we went back to Penn Station, laughed at some drunken girl sitting with her friends while we waited for the train, transferred at Jamaica, and then got hit on by two guys stoned out of their mind. The one guy thought Leah looked like Natalie Portman, so of course we told him she was and she gave him her autograph. He kept trying to get us to go to some bar in Queens with him, but we got his phone number and went home. So I’m going to post this tomorrow because it’s already 4:15 and my alarm is going off at 8:00. I hate everything right now. I need a day to sleep.
XANADU
So today I ended up not getting up at 8:00 and skipped breakfast and some “Living with Diversity” lecture, or something boring like that. We had to go to a fire safety lecture, which was completely retarded, and they had a slideshow that told us; “fire is hot and dark” and of course a gym full of 18 year olds wouldn’t take that sexually. But then the built a dorm room and burnt it down to show us how quickly we could die if we have a coffee pot in our room. After that my parents came to drop off some food for my room, some lights, pillows and a mirror. We went to lunch together and then we said goodbye.I met up with Sinead, Colgen and Kendra and we went to meet Parks and Matt to get student rush tickets for Xanadu. We sat around outside the theater for about an hour (we were the first people in line) and we ended up getting 4th row seats for $26. After that we went to John’s to get pizza and then after that we walked all the way down to 32nd to get pink berry, which is my new crack. Then we had to run (literally, Parks is pretty speedy) back up to 44th for Xanadu. It was a lot better then I expected it to be. It’s one of those shows that I would never see unless someone else wanted to go, but I’m glad I went. Mary Testa is FIERCE! (Apparently people don’t say fierce here?) Whoopie Goldberg was in the cast, which was pretty cool. She wasn’t amazing, but she’s Whoopie Goldberg, so it’s all good. After the show we went to the stagedoor and we met Cheyenne Jackson, Kerry Butler, Mary Testa, and Whoopie Goldberg. She was pretty cool. So after that we wondered around the Time Square area, made our on dance club on 34th and Broadway and then headed back home. We missed the first train so we went to grab Starbucks and then went home.
I’m getting up early tomorrow to get breakfast with Colgen then we’re going to see In the Heights!! I’m so excited!! It’s my new obsession. I love the music and we get to see it for FREE! So that’ll take up most of my day, I’m not sure what I’m doing tomorrow night yet. I’m planning on seeing Hair in Central Park with Steph at some point this weekend. I’m also trying to find time to take a class or two at Steps on Broadway. I’ll figure it out eventually.
IN THE HEIGHTS
I got up early today and met Colgan to go get breakfast and then to go see In The Heights. Since it was a trip through the school everything was free, which was pretty sweet. They gave us a round trip train ticket, a metro card, and a ticket to the show. We got there around 12:30 and looked for Subway (Because Colgan had a gift card, haha.). Kara, Victoria, Alex, Colgan and I got food and then took it to Bryant Park and ate there. It was really nice, but kind of busy. They’re setting up tents for something. [Photo] We walked back to the theater and the show was AMAZING! Seriously, if any of you are in NYC you have to go see it! So after the show I left the group and went up to Morningside Heights to meet up with Steph. We went to some Indian restaurant on west 73rd about a block away from the park. It was really good! After that we walked down to the Park and found out where Hair was playing and figured out how early we’d have to get there to get tickets. (We’re going next weekend.) After that we both went home, I had a 20 minute wait at Penn Station which was just lovely. On the train I ended up sitting next to some family with small children that were fighting, and the mother started freaking out because they were on the wrong train. After I got home I hung out with my roommates for a while and just kind of wondered around. There was some frat party but apparently it was pretty sketchy so we didn’t go.
I ♥ MTA
Hey guys! So yesterday I slept till like 1:45, which was AMAZING! I seriously needed to catch up on sleep. So after I got up and texted Ali to see where she was and I went up to Pete and Greg’s room to meet them. We watched Casino Royale (which is the longest effing movie) till almost 4:00. Then I stopped to get food at the student center and took it over to Park and Matt’s room. There were like 80 million people there. And by that I mean like 7. We watched Beyonce’s concert on DVD and then parks of Cindi and Brittany’s concerts. After that I went back and met up with Ali, Hayley, Kim, and Jen to go to the soccer game…we lost. (0-1) After that we went back to our room, took showers, and got ready for the soccer party. We started walking over around midnight, but Greg texted Pete and told him not to come for another 20 minutes, so we ended up chilling in some garden on campus for a while. When we got there everyone was completely wasted. There was some guy Ali thought was really hot, but then he puked on his pants and passed out naked on a bed somewhere (not so hot). We went back to “the chill zone” and sat around till about 4:00am.[Photo] Right now I’m on a train back to school. I took a jazz class at Steps on Broadway this afternoon, which kicked my ass. 2 hours of intense fosse jazz made me want to pass out in the middle of the sidewalk. I’ve never sweated that much in my life. So then I took the subway to 42nd street station and decided to walk the last 10 blocks to Penn. It’s a really nice day out so I walked down Broadway and got soft serve. My transfer is next!! Okay, I’ve successfully transferred in Jamaica. Apparently there’s come festival thing going on today because everyone on my train and on the platform has a bunch of different flags and shirts and stuff from Jamaica and Dominican Republic and stuff like that. ANYWAY…. So this morning I got up around 10:00-ish, maybe? And went into Ali and Hayley’s room and we watched Enchanted. And by watches I mean Ali and I fell asleep and I think Hayley took a shower at some point during the movie. So I decided I should do something somewhat productive so that’s why I was at Steps. I’m going to go home and watch the Gossip Girl season premier. I’m pretty excited about it. I’ve recently got addicted to it and I want to be Serena!!! Sans coke. I’m pretty sure some blind guy on the subway checked me out today. He had a cane like he was blind, but he had prescription glasses, so maybe he just had really bad vision? Either way I’m pretty sure it happened and I was pretty creeped out. I’m coming home the last weekend of September. Grandma bought me tickets, so I’ll be home on Friday, September 26 until that Sunday night…I think. I still need to see the itinerary. I don’t really have anything else today, but I have another 10 minutes on the train and this is kind of entertaining so I’ll going to continue to ramble on for a few more paragraphs I’m sure. My phone is dead, so I can’t call anyone. It’s also kind of sketchy to be on the subway/lirr without a way to get ahold of anyone. But GOOD NEWS! I know where I’m going/I’m almost home. Another train is passing us going the same way. Why aren’t we going that fast. I want to go faster. I need to get home and see Gossip Girl!!! The guy coming through to punch our tickets is booking it. He just did an entire car in probs like 15 seconds. The sunset is really pretty. I’m in Queen’s now, so there aren’t as many buildings blocking the sky. It’s all rainbow-y and stuff. Okay, my stop is next…I think…Hopefully. So I’ll stop rambling and I’ll write more tomorrow. It’s my first day of classes, so I’m sure I’ll have something entertaining to write about. My first class is math (gross), but it’s not till 11:10, which is AMAZING! Soooooo…..BYE!
FIRST CLASSES AND HAIR
So my first class of college was cancelled. We had convocation instead so we went and sat in a theater while the president spoke for a while and then I had a free 30 minutes to go get food. French is pretty boring; I’m debating switching back into Spanish. My Play Analysis class was really good though. My teacher is really nice and I think the class will be pretty interesting. Some of the plays we’re reading I’ve already read in Modern Drama. After class I just hung out for a while and then went to a frat party, which was kind of dumb because I have class at 9:20 am, but I’m going to bed now and it’s only 1:00 am, so I’ll be fine.My second day of class was pretty sweet. I had writing at 9:20 am, but it was pretty easy. We only have 14 people in our class and the teacher seems really nice. We played the name game and that was pretty much it. I had a few hour break after that and I went home, took and shower, went to a Dance and Drama Department meeting and got lunch. After that I had Art History, which doesn’t seem like it’s going to be that bad. It’ll be kind of boring, but we get to take fieldtrips to the Met and other museums in the city, so it should be pretty fun. After that I had Drama 55, which is going to be fun, but a lot of work. We have to have two contrasting monologues prepared (off book) for Wednesday. Our final in the class is to audition in front of the department. Awesome. [Photo]I won the Hair lottery last night, so Parks and I left at like 5:30. We stopped at Sbarro and then went up to the park to pick up or tickets. We were running a little bit late so we literally ran 5 blocks down 81st street to the park, but we got there on time. The show was AMAZING! We’re going to try to get tickets again for next weekend. It’s closing on the 14th so we have a week left to go see it again. If you’re in NYC in the next week GO SEE IT! After that we went down to 32nd (Korea) to get Pinkberry…Crackberry…but it was closed!! My question is this: if we’re in the city that never sleeps why the fuck is crackberry closed? But good news! Red Mango (Coke Mango), the ripped of place halfway down the block was still open, so we got that instead and came home.
GYPSY
Let me just start by saying…I MET PATTI LUPONE! I had English and Art History and then I went to get student rush tickets for Gypsy with Matt, Matthew, and Ryan. When we got to the ticket booth we were in line behind Laura Benanti (Louise, she won a tony for Gypsy, google her). The show was AMAZING! If you’re in the city…go see it. It’s one of the most amazing performances I’ve seen! Patti LuPone is amazing! She’s really nice and totes fierce!!
THE LAST MONTH OF MY LIFE!
So I haven’t written in like a month. I’ve been pretty busy with school and stuff so here’s a quick update and everything else I have to say about the last month!
Luis Alfaro! Google him! He’s a playwright…he wrote Electricidad. I went to a symposium where he spoke and he is BRILLIANT! Just to hear the things that come out of his mouth is amazing. He’s so down to earth and lives in the moment and it’s amazing to hear the stories he tells. Seriously, look him up!“You are born and you'll die baby, and somewhere in this cycle of life we get to do extraordinary things.”
-Luis Alfaro I saw Legally Blonde with Steph. It was cute. I would say go see it, but it closed. Bailey Hanks, that girl from the Mtv show, was okay. She was decent, but the rest of the cast was phenomenal, so it was kind of weird to see supporting characters that were a lot better then the lead, but apparently we saw her on an off night right after she came back from being sick, so I could be wrong. I went home for a long weekend! It was really nice to see my parents and my pets and some of my friends and to sleep in my own bed. It was pretty uneventful, but it was nice to see everyone. It was also kind of weird to be back home while everyone else was gone. And I lived out of a suitcase in my bedroom…that was weird. I saw Spring Awakening (which is now closing, so if you haven’t seen it yet hurry up and go before January). The replacement cast wasn’t as good as the original, but it was still pretty good. It was my suitemate’s birthday so we went to this really cute bar called Asian on Bleaker and 7th. And then we went to this other hookah bar in Greenwich…it was a pretty good night. [Photo] EMILY AND NICOLE CAME TO VISIT ME! It was so much fun!! I took them to the Cloisters (the previously mentioned hookah bar) and we got Indian food with Steph and it was delicious. Nicole didn’t really like the city, but hopefully they had a good time. We saw Equus! Yes, Harry Potter is in it. Yes, I did see him naked. Yes, I did enjoy it. It was actually probably the best play I’ve seen! So even if Daniel Radcliff isn’t naked, you should try to get tickets to see it at some point. The plot is really cool and the production of it was fantastic! We went to a Derrick Comedy (Bro Rape) improv show at Upright Citizens Brigade, which was hilarious, and then we stayed to see the premier of their full-length movie. I’m not sure if it’s out or online or what, but defiantly try to find it somewhere. It was hilarious. The next night we met up with Steph, Lizzy and her friend and went to see Assscat, an improv group with people from SNL and 30 Rock. It was one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen. And free! Other then that I just took them around places, we chilled in Central Park and all that fun stuff.
I’m not a real blogger. I’m a pseudo wannabe blogger who only posts when she’s super bored and wants attention from random online stalkers who she hopes will sympathize, empathize or just find her funny. Or maybe they just find her super lame. Anyway…Here’s a bunch of posts to try to get this blog up to date.
DAY 1
Hey guys! So I don’t really know what to say or what I’m supposed to do with one of these, but I read this guy’s and it seems like a convenient way to keep all of my friends up to date with what I’m doing. Plus it’s a lot easier then telling 18 people the same thing. Right now I’m sitting in my aunt’s house in Connecticut. We got up early this morning and packed up the car. I’m surprised all of my stuff fit. We had to fold down two of the back seats in the Volvo to make everything if, so I had about 1 square foot of room for the 7 hour car ride. We left around 10:00 this morning and got here around 5:00. I took Dramamine so I ended up sleeping almost the entire ride. I woke up in Middle-Of-Nowhere, PA and then I woke up again and we were on the Tapen Zee Bridge, which was totes ballin’. So we’re staying here for the night and then we’re getting up really early tomorrow and then heading to New York. I’m moving in all morning and then we have to go to some boring meet and greet and lectures and stuff. Tomorrow night a group of us are going to the “Sex and the City” party at Duvet, a nightclub somewhere in the west 20’s. I’ll write more and post pictures tomorrow.
MOVE IN DAY
Hey guys! So I’m officially living in New York now. I’m all moved in, changed my network on facebook, and already had a few rendezvous’ with some pretty sketchy guys in midtown. I woke up at 6:30 this morning and it is now 3:58 am. I’ve been awake for 21 and a half hours. I have to wake up at 8:30 tomorrow apparently. I’ll probably wake up around 10:00 and go to this gay ass fire safety MANDATORY lecture. So I got here around 8:30 and almost cried when I
saw my room. The closet door is broken, paint is
chipping of the walls and the desk is peeling apart. But good news! They are fixing the closet door tomorrow, I’ve covered up the chipped paint with Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Buddha posters and little paper lanterns that are probably a fire hazard, but they’re cute so they’re staying.
(Lurk my facebook for my pictures of my dorm!)
All of my roommates are nice, we have absolutely nothing in common, but we get along well. I came home tonight and they were all asleep and I’m worried about waking them, I’m pretty sure my roommate thinks I’m loud and insane. Anyway…I moved my stuff in and go lunch with my parents and then we went to go listen to the president of the school speak but we left early because Ali broke her key in the door and needed me to go back to the suite with her to let her back in. So then I said bye to my parents (Not like for real though, they’re coming back tomorrow with food and fancy IKEA things.) and went to meet our Welcome Week leader. We never found ours so we ended up joining a group where our leaders told us what bars don’t card. We had dinner after that, but the veggie sandwich was gross so Ali went over to the student center and bought food and ate in our room. We had to go to a floor meeting and get lectured about how we can’t smoke pot in our dorms or we’ll set off the fire alarms and don’t drink and all that fun stuff. So after that we got dragged to some party, but Kate and I ended up leaving before we even got there to go meet up with people. (Kate went to go meet up with a friend from high school.) I went and found Leah and then we took the train to Penn Station.
We were planning on going to this massive party in the west 20’s but it was crazy when we got there. Apparently the club was filled to capacity so instead of having a $7 cover charge it was $20 (We found this out after waiting in line to get in). So we left, walked 20-something blocks to Time Square, found out my favorite bar with a view of the city was closed, found out Jamba Juice was closed then took the subway back to 32nd street.
We found this “Fresh Fast Food” store on 32nd and Broadway called Speedy’s and it’s my new favorite place. All of their food is made fresh, it’s mostly healthy, and they have amazing smoothies. It’s also open at 2 a.m. So then we went back to Penn Station, laughed at some drunken girl sitting with her friends while we waited for the train, transferred at Jamaica, and then got hit on by two guys stoned out of their mind. The one guy thought Leah looked like Natalie Portman, so of course we told him she was and she gave him her autograph. He kept trying to get us to go to some bar in Queens with him, but we got his phone number and went home. So I’m going to post this tomorrow because it’s already 4:15 and my alarm is going off at 8:00. I hate everything right now. I need a day to sleep.
XANADU
So today I ended up not getting up at 8:00 and skipped breakfast and some “Living with Diversity” lecture, or something boring like that. We had to go to a fire safety lecture, which was completely retarded, and they had a slideshow that told us; “fire is hot and dark” and of course a gym full of 18 year olds wouldn’t take that sexually. But then the built a dorm room and burnt it down to show us how quickly we could die if we have a coffee pot in our room. After that my parents came to drop off some food for my room, some lights, pillows and a mirror. We went to lunch together and then we said goodbye.I met up with Sinead, Colgen and Kendra and we went to meet Parks and Matt to get student rush tickets for Xanadu. We sat around outside the theater for about an hour (we were the first people in line) and we ended up getting 4th row seats for $26. After that we went to John’s to get pizza and then after that we walked all the way down to 32nd to get pink berry, which is my new crack. Then we had to run (literally, Parks is pretty speedy) back up to 44th for Xanadu. It was a lot better then I expected it to be. It’s one of those shows that I would never see unless someone else wanted to go, but I’m glad I went. Mary Testa is FIERCE! (Apparently people don’t say fierce here?) Whoopie Goldberg was in the cast, which was pretty cool. She wasn’t amazing, but she’s Whoopie Goldberg, so it’s all good. After the show we went to the stagedoor and we met Cheyenne Jackson, Kerry Butler, Mary Testa, and Whoopie Goldberg. She was pretty cool. So after that we wondered around the Time Square area, made our on dance club on 34th and Broadway and then headed back home. We missed the first train so we went to grab Starbucks and then went home.
I’m getting up early tomorrow to get breakfast with Colgen then we’re going to see In the Heights!! I’m so excited!! It’s my new obsession. I love the music and we get to see it for FREE! So that’ll take up most of my day, I’m not sure what I’m doing tomorrow night yet. I’m planning on seeing Hair in Central Park with Steph at some point this weekend. I’m also trying to find time to take a class or two at Steps on Broadway. I’ll figure it out eventually.
IN THE HEIGHTS
I got up early today and met Colgan to go get breakfast and then to go see In The Heights. Since it was a trip through the school everything was free, which was pretty sweet. They gave us a round trip train ticket, a metro card, and a ticket to the show. We got there around 12:30 and looked for Subway (Because Colgan had a gift card, haha.). Kara, Victoria, Alex, Colgan and I got food and then took it to Bryant Park and ate there. It was really nice, but kind of busy. They’re setting up tents for something. [Photo] We walked back to the theater and the show was AMAZING! Seriously, if any of you are in NYC you have to go see it! So after the show I left the group and went up to Morningside Heights to meet up with Steph. We went to some Indian restaurant on west 73rd about a block away from the park. It was really good! After that we walked down to the Park and found out where Hair was playing and figured out how early we’d have to get there to get tickets. (We’re going next weekend.) After that we both went home, I had a 20 minute wait at Penn Station which was just lovely. On the train I ended up sitting next to some family with small children that were fighting, and the mother started freaking out because they were on the wrong train. After I got home I hung out with my roommates for a while and just kind of wondered around. There was some frat party but apparently it was pretty sketchy so we didn’t go.
I ♥ MTA
Hey guys! So yesterday I slept till like 1:45, which was AMAZING! I seriously needed to catch up on sleep. So after I got up and texted Ali to see where she was and I went up to Pete and Greg’s room to meet them. We watched Casino Royale (which is the longest effing movie) till almost 4:00. Then I stopped to get food at the student center and took it over to Park and Matt’s room. There were like 80 million people there. And by that I mean like 7. We watched Beyonce’s concert on DVD and then parks of Cindi and Brittany’s concerts. After that I went back and met up with Ali, Hayley, Kim, and Jen to go to the soccer game…we lost. (0-1) After that we went back to our room, took showers, and got ready for the soccer party. We started walking over around midnight, but Greg texted Pete and told him not to come for another 20 minutes, so we ended up chilling in some garden on campus for a while. When we got there everyone was completely wasted. There was some guy Ali thought was really hot, but then he puked on his pants and passed out naked on a bed somewhere (not so hot). We went back to “the chill zone” and sat around till about 4:00am.[Photo] Right now I’m on a train back to school. I took a jazz class at Steps on Broadway this afternoon, which kicked my ass. 2 hours of intense fosse jazz made me want to pass out in the middle of the sidewalk. I’ve never sweated that much in my life. So then I took the subway to 42nd street station and decided to walk the last 10 blocks to Penn. It’s a really nice day out so I walked down Broadway and got soft serve. My transfer is next!! Okay, I’ve successfully transferred in Jamaica. Apparently there’s come festival thing going on today because everyone on my train and on the platform has a bunch of different flags and shirts and stuff from Jamaica and Dominican Republic and stuff like that. ANYWAY…. So this morning I got up around 10:00-ish, maybe? And went into Ali and Hayley’s room and we watched Enchanted. And by watches I mean Ali and I fell asleep and I think Hayley took a shower at some point during the movie. So I decided I should do something somewhat productive so that’s why I was at Steps. I’m going to go home and watch the Gossip Girl season premier. I’m pretty excited about it. I’ve recently got addicted to it and I want to be Serena!!! Sans coke. I’m pretty sure some blind guy on the subway checked me out today. He had a cane like he was blind, but he had prescription glasses, so maybe he just had really bad vision? Either way I’m pretty sure it happened and I was pretty creeped out. I’m coming home the last weekend of September. Grandma bought me tickets, so I’ll be home on Friday, September 26 until that Sunday night…I think. I still need to see the itinerary. I don’t really have anything else today, but I have another 10 minutes on the train and this is kind of entertaining so I’ll going to continue to ramble on for a few more paragraphs I’m sure. My phone is dead, so I can’t call anyone. It’s also kind of sketchy to be on the subway/lirr without a way to get ahold of anyone. But GOOD NEWS! I know where I’m going/I’m almost home. Another train is passing us going the same way. Why aren’t we going that fast. I want to go faster. I need to get home and see Gossip Girl!!! The guy coming through to punch our tickets is booking it. He just did an entire car in probs like 15 seconds. The sunset is really pretty. I’m in Queen’s now, so there aren’t as many buildings blocking the sky. It’s all rainbow-y and stuff. Okay, my stop is next…I think…Hopefully. So I’ll stop rambling and I’ll write more tomorrow. It’s my first day of classes, so I’m sure I’ll have something entertaining to write about. My first class is math (gross), but it’s not till 11:10, which is AMAZING! Soooooo…..BYE!
FIRST CLASSES AND HAIR
So my first class of college was cancelled. We had convocation instead so we went and sat in a theater while the president spoke for a while and then I had a free 30 minutes to go get food. French is pretty boring; I’m debating switching back into Spanish. My Play Analysis class was really good though. My teacher is really nice and I think the class will be pretty interesting. Some of the plays we’re reading I’ve already read in Modern Drama. After class I just hung out for a while and then went to a frat party, which was kind of dumb because I have class at 9:20 am, but I’m going to bed now and it’s only 1:00 am, so I’ll be fine.My second day of class was pretty sweet. I had writing at 9:20 am, but it was pretty easy. We only have 14 people in our class and the teacher seems really nice. We played the name game and that was pretty much it. I had a few hour break after that and I went home, took and shower, went to a Dance and Drama Department meeting and got lunch. After that I had Art History, which doesn’t seem like it’s going to be that bad. It’ll be kind of boring, but we get to take fieldtrips to the Met and other museums in the city, so it should be pretty fun. After that I had Drama 55, which is going to be fun, but a lot of work. We have to have two contrasting monologues prepared (off book) for Wednesday. Our final in the class is to audition in front of the department. Awesome. [Photo]I won the Hair lottery last night, so Parks and I left at like 5:30. We stopped at Sbarro and then went up to the park to pick up or tickets. We were running a little bit late so we literally ran 5 blocks down 81st street to the park, but we got there on time. The show was AMAZING! We’re going to try to get tickets again for next weekend. It’s closing on the 14th so we have a week left to go see it again. If you’re in NYC in the next week GO SEE IT! After that we went down to 32nd (Korea) to get Pinkberry…Crackberry…but it was closed!! My question is this: if we’re in the city that never sleeps why the fuck is crackberry closed? But good news! Red Mango (Coke Mango), the ripped of place halfway down the block was still open, so we got that instead and came home.
GYPSY
Let me just start by saying…I MET PATTI LUPONE! I had English and Art History and then I went to get student rush tickets for Gypsy with Matt, Matthew, and Ryan. When we got to the ticket booth we were in line behind Laura Benanti (Louise, she won a tony for Gypsy, google her). The show was AMAZING! If you’re in the city…go see it. It’s one of the most amazing performances I’ve seen! Patti LuPone is amazing! She’s really nice and totes fierce!!
THE LAST MONTH OF MY LIFE!
So I haven’t written in like a month. I’ve been pretty busy with school and stuff so here’s a quick update and everything else I have to say about the last month!
Luis Alfaro! Google him! He’s a playwright…he wrote Electricidad. I went to a symposium where he spoke and he is BRILLIANT! Just to hear the things that come out of his mouth is amazing. He’s so down to earth and lives in the moment and it’s amazing to hear the stories he tells. Seriously, look him up!“You are born and you'll die baby, and somewhere in this cycle of life we get to do extraordinary things.”
-Luis Alfaro I saw Legally Blonde with Steph. It was cute. I would say go see it, but it closed. Bailey Hanks, that girl from the Mtv show, was okay. She was decent, but the rest of the cast was phenomenal, so it was kind of weird to see supporting characters that were a lot better then the lead, but apparently we saw her on an off night right after she came back from being sick, so I could be wrong. I went home for a long weekend! It was really nice to see my parents and my pets and some of my friends and to sleep in my own bed. It was pretty uneventful, but it was nice to see everyone. It was also kind of weird to be back home while everyone else was gone. And I lived out of a suitcase in my bedroom…that was weird. I saw Spring Awakening (which is now closing, so if you haven’t seen it yet hurry up and go before January). The replacement cast wasn’t as good as the original, but it was still pretty good. It was my suitemate’s birthday so we went to this really cute bar called Asian on Bleaker and 7th. And then we went to this other hookah bar in Greenwich…it was a pretty good night. [Photo] EMILY AND NICOLE CAME TO VISIT ME! It was so much fun!! I took them to the Cloisters (the previously mentioned hookah bar) and we got Indian food with Steph and it was delicious. Nicole didn’t really like the city, but hopefully they had a good time. We saw Equus! Yes, Harry Potter is in it. Yes, I did see him naked. Yes, I did enjoy it. It was actually probably the best play I’ve seen! So even if Daniel Radcliff isn’t naked, you should try to get tickets to see it at some point. The plot is really cool and the production of it was fantastic! We went to a Derrick Comedy (Bro Rape) improv show at Upright Citizens Brigade, which was hilarious, and then we stayed to see the premier of their full-length movie. I’m not sure if it’s out or online or what, but defiantly try to find it somewhere. It was hilarious. The next night we met up with Steph, Lizzy and her friend and went to see Assscat, an improv group with people from SNL and 30 Rock. It was one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen. And free! Other then that I just took them around places, we chilled in Central Park and all that fun stuff.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Nostalgia
I just finished by last character analysis for ETC ever! (Sidenote: Daytimes are Tuesday and Wednesday, and I hate them. I still don't know my lines.) I'm graduating in less then a month, I only have 10 days of school left and it's so weird. Everything I've ever known is coming to an end faster then I'd like it to, but I just have to keep reminding myself I'm leaving to do what I've always wanted to do. It doesn't seem real. I've wanted to be an actress and move to New York City since I can remember, and now that it's acutally happening, it's hard to beleive. It's almost as if someone will tell me last minute that something fell through, and I'm going to have to stay here. But I know that's not going to happen. I'm moving to New York City in 101 days, and my entire life is going to change. I can't wait. People always talk about the "college experience," about getting drunk, joinging a soriority, crazy parties...but the think is, I don't want that. Maybe I will be missing out on a experience that I should be having, but I'd rather be a drama major, audition whenever I can, and take dance classes insead of partying on the weekends. I guess it's been the same with high school. Sure, I have a lot of great friends. According to facebook I'm the 20th "Most Popular" but I often find myself wondering if I ever had the regualr high school experience. I've been reflecting a lot lately, and I've realized that no, I didn't have the regular experience. I didn't go to parties every weekend, I didn't date that much, I didn't go to that many football games. So after considering all of this I found myself wondering what I have done. I've done more then most people at my school. So I was never a cheerleader, but I did a million shows. This year alone I've done 4. I've danced at a studio on Broadway. I've auditioned for Broadway shows. At age 16, when most girls spent their time worrying about getting their drivers license, I spent my drivers test worrying about my audition that weekend in NYC. To give you an idea here are my most recent statuses on facebook:
Chloe is meeting with a Broadway director!
Chloe won the scavenger hunt...suckadick.
Chloe 31.
Chloe is in love with California for legalizing same sex marriage.
Chloe 32.
Chloe doesn't know her lines.
Chloe 33.
Chloe is 34 days!
Chloe is 35 days!
Chloe is studying for AP Psych.
Chloe this Emily should stop being a whore and let her know what the essay questions are.
Chloe is studying for AP psych.
Chloe hates daytimes.
Chloe miz.
Chloe is so happy it's the weekend...and thinks you should come see the mizzle tonight.
Chloe doesn't like this whole "be at school on time of you can't perform" thing.
Chloe is opening les miz.
Chloe is a goddamn apple.
Chloe 's soul is owned by les miz.
Chloe wants to know what time call is tonight.
Chloe wants to go to Florida now!
Chloe saw Bill and Hilary Clinton and Barack Obama all in one day!
Chloe is seeing Barack Obama speak at Pitt!
Chloe is with ETC girls til tomrrow!
Chloe is in New York City and AUDITIONING FOR SPRING AWAKENING ON BROADWAY TODAY!!!!
Chloe is in New York City and AUDITIONING FOR BROADWAY TOMRROW!
Chloe is in New York City...and is auditioning for Spring Awakening on BROADWAY on Sunday! Wish her luck!
I guess you just have to put everything in perspective. Sure, I'm not the average high school student, but who wants to be? Prom is on Thursday, and I'm going to be standing the middle of a crowd of poofy pastel ballgowns and fake nails with a short purple and gold and turquoise dress with a flower in my hair. Instead of taking a limo, I'm taking the subway to prom. And I love it. It's hard to think about what I'm leaving behind, but everytime I look to the future, everything I'm leaving behind seems trival. Leaving my home is hard, but it's the most exhilarating, liberating, terrifyingly beautiful thing I've ever experienced.
Chloe is meeting with a Broadway director!
Chloe won the scavenger hunt...suckadick.
Chloe 31.
Chloe is in love with California for legalizing same sex marriage.
Chloe 32.
Chloe doesn't know her lines.
Chloe 33.
Chloe is 34 days!
Chloe is 35 days!
Chloe is studying for AP Psych.
Chloe this Emily should stop being a whore and let her know what the essay questions are.
Chloe is studying for AP psych.
Chloe hates daytimes.
Chloe miz.
Chloe is so happy it's the weekend...and thinks you should come see the mizzle tonight.
Chloe doesn't like this whole "be at school on time of you can't perform" thing.
Chloe is opening les miz.
Chloe is a goddamn apple.
Chloe 's soul is owned by les miz.
Chloe wants to know what time call is tonight.
Chloe wants to go to Florida now!
Chloe saw Bill and Hilary Clinton and Barack Obama all in one day!
Chloe is seeing Barack Obama speak at Pitt!
Chloe is with ETC girls til tomrrow!
Chloe is in New York City and AUDITIONING FOR SPRING AWAKENING ON BROADWAY TODAY!!!!
Chloe is in New York City and AUDITIONING FOR BROADWAY TOMRROW!
Chloe is in New York City...and is auditioning for Spring Awakening on BROADWAY on Sunday! Wish her luck!
I guess you just have to put everything in perspective. Sure, I'm not the average high school student, but who wants to be? Prom is on Thursday, and I'm going to be standing the middle of a crowd of poofy pastel ballgowns and fake nails with a short purple and gold and turquoise dress with a flower in my hair. Instead of taking a limo, I'm taking the subway to prom. And I love it. It's hard to think about what I'm leaving behind, but everytime I look to the future, everything I'm leaving behind seems trival. Leaving my home is hard, but it's the most exhilarating, liberating, terrifyingly beautiful thing I've ever experienced.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
fuck it?
My friend just got her final callback for a show on Broadway. I couldn't be more excited for her, so why am I in such a bad mood? Probably because it's hard to watch someone be handed an opportunity you'd kill to have. She was told yesterday that she's auditioning and she's all ready to go next week. Her parents are completely 100% behind her and excited. Maybe this is why I'm so jealous--because I know that no matter what I do my parents will never be like that. I've tried to explain it to them, but if you're not in the business you can't really understand. This same show I've planned on auditioning for since the beginning, but have never actually auditioned because my parents stood in my way. Every time an audition comes up I prepare, and plan, and beg to go, but somehow it never works out. My parents always come up with some lame excuse or another. They promise that I'll go to the next audition, that no matter what they'll make sure I can go to the next audition. But then the next one comes, they say I can go, they say they'll look into it, they say they'll think about it, but after all their promises they come up with another excuse. I've realized that I don't need other people, but I'm lucky enough to have a few close friends I can trust. They keep me sane and make me laugh. But that's not to say that without them I would go insane. Over the past year I've realized that I can be on my own. I don't need to rely on my parents as I once did when I was a kid, and although I wish I could look to them for support, I now know that I can't trust them and I've come to accept it. Do we keep putting unconditional faith in someone we love, even when they continue to let us down time after time? Or do we finally grow up, face reality, and realize that the only person you can trust is ourselves?
So this brings me to my biggest question; when do we just say "fuck it"? I have a possible audition for this show in 3 weeks. It's in NYC and I'm currently in Pittsburgh. I could turn to my parents, look for support, beg, and see what happens, or I could get over myself, prepare, buy myself a bus ticket and get my ass up there. Alone. My brain tells me to wait, be responsible, and ask my parents to take me. I know it's not the safest for me to take a greyhound up to New York alone in the middle of the night with no place to say. But I feel that by doing that I'm subconsciously chickening out of the audition. Every time I'm about to walk on stage I get butterflies and ask myself "why do I do this"? And every time I answer myself saying "because I love it." That moment of doubt, apprehension, and spontaneous need to back down that I suppress seems to materialize every time I miss an audition. When I get nervous I always tell myself "I can always walk away, and it would be fine", but I know it wouldn't. Who wants to spend their life asking "What if"? I don't. My heart is telling me to take a risk and go for it. Act now, think later. Deal with the repercussions later, but at least I won't ask myself "what if". What do I do? Do I listen to logic? Or do I pull the safety net out from under me, get on that bus and say "fuck it"?
So this brings me to my biggest question; when do we just say "fuck it"? I have a possible audition for this show in 3 weeks. It's in NYC and I'm currently in Pittsburgh. I could turn to my parents, look for support, beg, and see what happens, or I could get over myself, prepare, buy myself a bus ticket and get my ass up there. Alone. My brain tells me to wait, be responsible, and ask my parents to take me. I know it's not the safest for me to take a greyhound up to New York alone in the middle of the night with no place to say. But I feel that by doing that I'm subconsciously chickening out of the audition. Every time I'm about to walk on stage I get butterflies and ask myself "why do I do this"? And every time I answer myself saying "because I love it." That moment of doubt, apprehension, and spontaneous need to back down that I suppress seems to materialize every time I miss an audition. When I get nervous I always tell myself "I can always walk away, and it would be fine", but I know it wouldn't. Who wants to spend their life asking "What if"? I don't. My heart is telling me to take a risk and go for it. Act now, think later. Deal with the repercussions later, but at least I won't ask myself "what if". What do I do? Do I listen to logic? Or do I pull the safety net out from under me, get on that bus and say "fuck it"?
Thursday, February 28, 2008
I want to live already!
So I read or heard this quote -- it was from an interview or a movie, i don’t remember -- it said “I want the whole world to know who I am,” and I realized that's what I want. We only live once, and I want to experience it as much as I can. I want to travel the world, I want to be famous, I want to be crazy rich, and I want to skydive. Not really, the whole concept of throwing my not-so-immortal-self out of a plane thousands of feet in the air to plummet back to the ground doesn’t appeal to me, But you get my point. I want to LIVE. I guess this is one of the reasons why I started this blog. To keep track of my thoughts, what I do, stupid things I say.
Side note: Is is okay to take 2 or 3 Advil? It says to only take one every 12 hours, but I have a massive headache and one isn’t really working. I’m ready to go take another one but I don’t want to end up like the girl in my choir last year who somehow OD-ed on Tylenol and ended up in the hospital claiming it was a suicide attempt. But the good news is I’m not suicidal! If I was that’d totes contradict everything I just wrote about.
Today I decided to “experience” instead of school. I didn’t really do anything exciting, but it was better the school. I went to Friday’s with Nicole and Jeremy, we went to get Jeremy a new cell phone, and we went to Barns&Noble where I sat in a chair with my peach Jones Soda and read an entire Post Secret book. I got more out of it then I would if I went to school. Yesterday in my Shakespeare class I started writing a blog:
“Remember film strips from like the 60’s? The ones that ding and you click to the next slide? I do. I wasn’t alive in the 60’s, but I am watching one of those film strips so I feel like I’m in the 60’s...only without the LSD. I’m sitting in Shakespeare class watching a film strip on Macbeth. We read that in 10th grade, and now I get to read it again. Awesome. Shakespeare class was probably the worst decision ever. It’s so boring! For tomorrow I have to write a 1,000 word letter to Shakespeare telling him what I thought of Othello. To be honest, I thought it was drawn out, morbid, and predictable.”
That’s all I wrote before the film strip ended. I always feel like I need a week long break between those classes. I have it again tomorrow, but I’m tempted not to go. We have a gun threat tomorrow, and my mom has spent the better part of the evening trying to convince me not to go at all tomorrow. I feel like I should go since I missed today, although tomorrow morning I’ll change my mind and not go. I can go experience Nicole’s living room or something instead.
Spice Girls just came on shuffle, and I’ve realized something. I think I like them more now then I did when I was in elementary school when there were crazy popular. I get crazy excited over songs like Wannabe, anything old Brittany Spears, Backstreet Boys, Nsync, or Hanson. In 2nd grade me and one of my best friends at the time bought the new Hanson CD (the one with Mmmbop) and went to her house and jumped on her bed and blasted it. A decade later she just had a baby and I still get excited when I listen to Hanson. (Which I did today.) It’s kinda funny how people change.
But while I’m talking about music, I have a bunch of new favorite songs!!! I’m currently addicted to Carla Bruni. I listen to her all the time. It’s really good music to relax to, or do homework to, or write to, or listen to in the shower...you know. Whatevs. Also it’s in French, so I don’t feel the need to obnoxiously sing along to every song ever. And also, “Die Alone” by Ingrid Michaelson is awesome. Nicole sent it to me when I was talking to her in the middle of the night trying to write a paper, and I love it. Seriously, I get some of my best music from random people sending things to me in the middle of the night while I’m writing papers and doing homework.
Did you know that technically you only are allowed 25 minutes per scrabble game? I didn’t. This is what I learn from the food network. I’m watching Ace of Cakes and they’re making a scrabble cake and getting all into it. One time it was this girl’s birthday and we didn’t really like her, so we put weird things in her cake. She still doesn’t know.
I’m kinda off topic from the whole “I want to experience life” thing. But the thing is, I don’t really feel like I’ve experienced anything lately. Although nothing profoundly excited has happened there have been some funny stories, like the lady from the changing room in Chelsea studios. I was were for an audition last week and afterwards I was changing and I couldn’t decide what shirt to wear. I had one that says; “War is over if you want it” and I wanted to wear it, but I was worried it would be to shear. I asked the lady what she thought and she goes; “There’s no such thing as too shear!” I ended up wearing the shirt, and she said “darlin'” a lot and now we’re best friends. Not really, but she was auditioning for The Producers, so if you’re reading this -- I HOPE YOU GET IT! 
The same day I was walking in Central Park (Iggie Pop ran by me...I thought he was dead, apparently not.) and we walked by Strawberry Fields and I decided to be cute and take a picture with my shirt in front of the Imagine thing and I thought I was all clever.
...And by thought I mean I am. I’m effing brilliant. Obvi.
Side note: Is is okay to take 2 or 3 Advil? It says to only take one every 12 hours, but I have a massive headache and one isn’t really working. I’m ready to go take another one but I don’t want to end up like the girl in my choir last year who somehow OD-ed on Tylenol and ended up in the hospital claiming it was a suicide attempt. But the good news is I’m not suicidal! If I was that’d totes contradict everything I just wrote about.
Today I decided to “experience” instead of school. I didn’t really do anything exciting, but it was better the school. I went to Friday’s with Nicole and Jeremy, we went to get Jeremy a new cell phone, and we went to Barns&Noble where I sat in a chair with my peach Jones Soda and read an entire Post Secret book. I got more out of it then I would if I went to school. Yesterday in my Shakespeare class I started writing a blog:
“Remember film strips from like the 60’s? The ones that ding and you click to the next slide? I do. I wasn’t alive in the 60’s, but I am watching one of those film strips so I feel like I’m in the 60’s...only without the LSD. I’m sitting in Shakespeare class watching a film strip on Macbeth. We read that in 10th grade, and now I get to read it again. Awesome. Shakespeare class was probably the worst decision ever. It’s so boring! For tomorrow I have to write a 1,000 word letter to Shakespeare telling him what I thought of Othello. To be honest, I thought it was drawn out, morbid, and predictable.”
That’s all I wrote before the film strip ended. I always feel like I need a week long break between those classes. I have it again tomorrow, but I’m tempted not to go. We have a gun threat tomorrow, and my mom has spent the better part of the evening trying to convince me not to go at all tomorrow. I feel like I should go since I missed today, although tomorrow morning I’ll change my mind and not go. I can go experience Nicole’s living room or something instead.
Spice Girls just came on shuffle, and I’ve realized something. I think I like them more now then I did when I was in elementary school when there were crazy popular. I get crazy excited over songs like Wannabe, anything old Brittany Spears, Backstreet Boys, Nsync, or Hanson. In 2nd grade me and one of my best friends at the time bought the new Hanson CD (the one with Mmmbop) and went to her house and jumped on her bed and blasted it. A decade later she just had a baby and I still get excited when I listen to Hanson. (Which I did today.) It’s kinda funny how people change.
But while I’m talking about music, I have a bunch of new favorite songs!!! I’m currently addicted to Carla Bruni. I listen to her all the time. It’s really good music to relax to, or do homework to, or write to, or listen to in the shower...you know. Whatevs. Also it’s in French, so I don’t feel the need to obnoxiously sing along to every song ever. And also, “Die Alone” by Ingrid Michaelson is awesome. Nicole sent it to me when I was talking to her in the middle of the night trying to write a paper, and I love it. Seriously, I get some of my best music from random people sending things to me in the middle of the night while I’m writing papers and doing homework.
Did you know that technically you only are allowed 25 minutes per scrabble game? I didn’t. This is what I learn from the food network. I’m watching Ace of Cakes and they’re making a scrabble cake and getting all into it. One time it was this girl’s birthday and we didn’t really like her, so we put weird things in her cake. She still doesn’t know.
I’m kinda off topic from the whole “I want to experience life” thing. But the thing is, I don’t really feel like I’ve experienced anything lately. Although nothing profoundly excited has happened there have been some funny stories, like the lady from the changing room in Chelsea studios. I was were for an audition last week and afterwards I was changing and I couldn’t decide what shirt to wear. I had one that says; “War is over if you want it” and I wanted to wear it, but I was worried it would be to shear. I asked the lady what she thought and she goes; “There’s no such thing as too shear!” I ended up wearing the shirt, and she said “darlin'” a lot and now we’re best friends. Not really, but she was auditioning for The Producers, so if you’re reading this -- I HOPE YOU GET IT! 
The same day I was walking in Central Park (Iggie Pop ran by me...I thought he was dead, apparently not.) and we walked by Strawberry Fields and I decided to be cute and take a picture with my shirt in front of the Imagine thing and I thought I was all clever....And by thought I mean I am. I’m effing brilliant. Obvi.
Monday, February 4, 2008
I took this quiz in AP Psych to see if I had a well developed sense of myself. It was like those quizes in teenVouge where you add up how many A's, B's and C's, except instead of finding out if he's the one or what shade of BonnieBell lipsmakers (which I still wear) flavor describes your personality it told you weather or not you're a functioning member of society. I am. 
But my second highest score was the lowest level basically telling you that you have no idea who you are, you have no sense of yourself and you fail at life. Maybe it's because I can't function without things like my cell phone and iBook. Kinda like now. I didn't bring my computer to the theater today so I'm writing this out (But on the upside I do have my iPod, which I didn't have yesterday. I'm listening to Kate Nash, who I'm currently addicted to). After a while you run our of things to do during your 20 minute break during act two and the only things left are taking slightly provocative and slightly more hilarious pictures like this or blogging, and I really want my iBook. But we rough it here. Kinda like how my vitamin water sat up against the make-up lights druing act one and got all warm so it's now sitting outside of a side door getting cold again instead of in a fridge. I don't like warm vitamin water.
We had some random people backstage today. Nicole is here so she came back for a little bit before the show while I was getting ready and it was totally chill then, but intermission was crazy and then people came back and kicked everyone out. But for some reason the green room was like a giant mosh pit. Speaking of giant, that's the size of my headache. I have a love/hate relationship with two show days. I'm currently hating it because I have a major headache and I have to do another show tonight. Maybe it's because Bailey was over 'til 1:00 last night and I got up at 8:30 to go shopping with my friend. 
It's his birthday. It's also National Hug A Gay Day so it's like his birthday times eight. That and the fact that a singing telegram dressed as Prince Charming showed up to the theater to sing to him. He did it in the lobby so the audience saw it too. We have it on video, and it's already on facebook...less then a day after it happened. Which goes to show how facebook controls people's lives, is more addicting then meth, and ruins families. Not really, but it's my main reason for not getting things done.
But my second highest score was the lowest level basically telling you that you have no idea who you are, you have no sense of yourself and you fail at life. Maybe it's because I can't function without things like my cell phone and iBook. Kinda like now. I didn't bring my computer to the theater today so I'm writing this out (But on the upside I do have my iPod, which I didn't have yesterday. I'm listening to Kate Nash, who I'm currently addicted to). After a while you run our of things to do during your 20 minute break during act two and the only things left are taking slightly provocative and slightly more hilarious pictures like this or blogging, and I really want my iBook. But we rough it here. Kinda like how my vitamin water sat up against the make-up lights druing act one and got all warm so it's now sitting outside of a side door getting cold again instead of in a fridge. I don't like warm vitamin water.
We had some random people backstage today. Nicole is here so she came back for a little bit before the show while I was getting ready and it was totally chill then, but intermission was crazy and then people came back and kicked everyone out. But for some reason the green room was like a giant mosh pit. Speaking of giant, that's the size of my headache. I have a love/hate relationship with two show days. I'm currently hating it because I have a major headache and I have to do another show tonight. Maybe it's because Bailey was over 'til 1:00 last night and I got up at 8:30 to go shopping with my friend. 
It's his birthday. It's also National Hug A Gay Day so it's like his birthday times eight. That and the fact that a singing telegram dressed as Prince Charming showed up to the theater to sing to him. He did it in the lobby so the audience saw it too. We have it on video, and it's already on facebook...less then a day after it happened. Which goes to show how facebook controls people's lives, is more addicting then meth, and ruins families. Not really, but it's my main reason for not getting things done.
Monday, January 28, 2008
I'd rather be writing to Leslie Hall
Aloha! I'm trying to pretend I'm somewhere nice and warm where you could say "aloha" and not get weird looks, but sadly I'm in the cold and snow and rain and all that. Instead of doing my AP Psych homework I'm here, because my homework is dumb. I'm supposed to write a letter to my future child. Except the problem is I don't really know if I want any children. I teach them dance, and that's enough for me right now. You get your little dose of cuteness and loudness and screaming and running around and then they go back home where their parents have to deal with them and I can go home and only have to deal with people in their 40's. But the alternative is writing a letter to my parents with my thoughts on their parenting. Except if I did that it would turn into an angry rant and my teacher would have a parent conference and I'd end up at a therapist. Like my aunt. Except she's not really a therapist, she just thinks she is because she went to school to become a therapist, but she quit and now she has a 3 year old Russian. My friend wrote a brill letter that I would totally use if I wasn't getting graded:
"Dear So&so,
You were a complete accident, thank god I won when I sued the condom company. Thanks for the 9 months of pain and not to mention the stretch marks. No really, they add charm. Don't fuck up your life with a child.
LOVE,
'mom'"
In reality my letter is like "I hope you have a great childhood and you're able to achieve your dreams bla bla bla." It's only a page and a half, because there's only so much you can B.S.
Does anyone want a Jem Sweater?! Because this lady, Leslie Hall, has them, I'm sure you can borrow one. Seriously, she has videos on Youtube and everything! It's amazing. Just look through her pictures, she names all of her sweaters! And not like "Frank" or "Lisa" or "Judy" she names them weird ass things like "Brown Bear Looking Glass" and "First Lady Manners" and "Ball Bells Squad Leader". After being featured on VH1, I have decided I'm going to be best friends with her.
Starting tomorrow I can't straighten my hair. Which is totes not cool because it'll be a big massive mess of frizz! But because we're in hair and make-up for rehearsals starting tomorrow I can't use conditioner or straighten it so they can do it when I get to the theater. We preview on Wednesday, so we've all been living at the theater. Except for today. Today I lived in my bed. My one day off and I laid in bed, lurked facebook, ate pancakes, and went to the pet store with Nicole so she could buy frozen dead mice for her snake. My life is awesome.
Speaking of awesome-ness, a while ago I said I wanted to go to college in Manhattan so I can work while I'm in school...wellllllll, I'm accepted into college so I will be able to do all that fun stuff.
And also hang with Naked Cowboy. Who I've been seeing less and less. I miss him. Remember when he was in that Avril Lavigne music video? And also, remember when people liked Avril Lavigne? I do. I went to her concert in 7th grade. I was the shit.
"Dear So&so,
You were a complete accident, thank god I won when I sued the condom company. Thanks for the 9 months of pain and not to mention the stretch marks. No really, they add charm. Don't fuck up your life with a child.
LOVE,
'mom'"
In reality my letter is like "I hope you have a great childhood and you're able to achieve your dreams bla bla bla." It's only a page and a half, because there's only so much you can B.S.
Does anyone want a Jem Sweater?! Because this lady, Leslie Hall, has them, I'm sure you can borrow one. Seriously, she has videos on Youtube and everything! It's amazing. Just look through her pictures, she names all of her sweaters! And not like "Frank" or "Lisa" or "Judy" she names them weird ass things like "Brown Bear Looking Glass" and "First Lady Manners" and "Ball Bells Squad Leader". After being featured on VH1, I have decided I'm going to be best friends with her.Starting tomorrow I can't straighten my hair. Which is totes not cool because it'll be a big massive mess of frizz! But because we're in hair and make-up for rehearsals starting tomorrow I can't use conditioner or straighten it so they can do it when I get to the theater. We preview on Wednesday, so we've all been living at the theater. Except for today. Today I lived in my bed. My one day off and I laid in bed, lurked facebook, ate pancakes, and went to the pet store with Nicole so she could buy frozen dead mice for her snake. My life is awesome.
Speaking of awesome-ness, a while ago I said I wanted to go to college in Manhattan so I can work while I'm in school...wellllllll, I'm accepted into college so I will be able to do all that fun stuff.
And also hang with Naked Cowboy. Who I've been seeing less and less. I miss him. Remember when he was in that Avril Lavigne music video? And also, remember when people liked Avril Lavigne? I do. I went to her concert in 7th grade. I was the shit.
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