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This morning I woke up to go the Labor Day parade and march with Mac and Actor's Equity Assoc., so I got up, went to breakfast, Kmart, then hopped the subway to times square, not knowing exactly where I was going. Finally Mac got up and called me and cancelled, so I thought I might as well explore while I'm uptown. So, I looked for the Sansha store, found it at 888 8th Ave, at 53rd, but it was closed because duh, it's Labor Day.
So I saw a Food Emporium, and decided to get some groceries. All the while I was listening to The Last 5 Years on the iPod, and let me tell you shopping for healthy/cheap-ish/not-too-heavy/doesn't need an oven or stove kinds of food is not easy. I took my groceries home, and sat with the suitemates, talked about random things, they asked me to do my monologue for them, and I decided to, because I needed to rehearse it anyway for that placement thing at CAP tomorrow. So it was cool, we talked about it afterwards, then I decided to clean our bathroom a little bit.
Last night, Mac, David, Jeremy, Vincent and I found this little pub place in which there was a pianist who played and sang tons of broadway showtunes, and when we got in there, there were probably 15-20 ppl max, we started singing, we sang Suddenly Seymour, Not That Girl from Wicked, and a few more classical broadway showtunes, and then the place was so packed, you couldn't walk without bumping into someone. I'd like to think it was because we sounded so good! Hahaha... people would walk by the place in the street, hear the music, peek inside, and join us, singing All That Jazz, 42nd Street, and so on. It was great- Jeremy even stayed there after the rest of us left. We then walked to my studio, on 18th St, because as of last night, I still hadn't gone to find it. It's so exciting, started studio classes tomorrow... it's nuts. I still can't believe I live here.
I saw Romeo and Juliet being performed in the park the other day. I got a little teary eyed.
Rina said to me "Remember that little skit, Our Town; remember to appreciate the moment you are in, as much as you are able to at that moment."
It makes sense. Of course I'm excited for the future, for all the people I'll meet and work with, all that brilliant and amazing bad productions I'll do, all the beautiful and somewhat shady theatres I will work in, the countless auditions, and singing in piano bars next to an old man that knows every single lyric to Everythings Coming Up Roses.
But there is a now, a here, a "remember to eat, remember to sleep, get your homework done, read these plays now, write write write"....
And today is fine. I am amazed at how incredibly lucky I am. I live in a safe community in Greenwich Village, I study theatre at one of the best schools in the country, I'm working with people, faculty, who are so well known and established as working professionals, artists, writers, directors, etc... published writers and lecturers, NYU is huge. There is so much going on here, and I've barely scratched any surfaces. I'm here. That's where I am right now. This is my "here and now"- I cannot wait to start tomorrow, and to work. I can't wait to tap, to sing, to close my eyes and hear Gershwin on the piano, to watch someone so brilliant talking, that she can't complete a full sentence, and the energy is spurting out her fingertips, there is so much to say, her thoughts are overwhelming. Slow down. Breathe.
I bought Pillowman and Five Plays by Lorca. Some insanity, and some incredible romance. I'm in NYC, I might as well be reading of romance. But I'm only half through Harry Potter.
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I'll update more after tomorrow's studio class.
So I saw a Food Emporium, and decided to get some groceries. All the while I was listening to The Last 5 Years on the iPod, and let me tell you shopping for healthy/cheap-ish/not-too-heavy/doesn't need an oven or stove kinds of food is not easy. I took my groceries home, and sat with the suitemates, talked about random things, they asked me to do my monologue for them, and I decided to, because I needed to rehearse it anyway for that placement thing at CAP tomorrow. So it was cool, we talked about it afterwards, then I decided to clean our bathroom a little bit.
Last night, Mac, David, Jeremy, Vincent and I found this little pub place in which there was a pianist who played and sang tons of broadway showtunes, and when we got in there, there were probably 15-20 ppl max, we started singing, we sang Suddenly Seymour, Not That Girl from Wicked, and a few more classical broadway showtunes, and then the place was so packed, you couldn't walk without bumping into someone. I'd like to think it was because we sounded so good! Hahaha... people would walk by the place in the street, hear the music, peek inside, and join us, singing All That Jazz, 42nd Street, and so on. It was great- Jeremy even stayed there after the rest of us left. We then walked to my studio, on 18th St, because as of last night, I still hadn't gone to find it. It's so exciting, started studio classes tomorrow... it's nuts. I still can't believe I live here.
I saw Romeo and Juliet being performed in the park the other day. I got a little teary eyed.
Rina said to me "Remember that little skit, Our Town; remember to appreciate the moment you are in, as much as you are able to at that moment."
It makes sense. Of course I'm excited for the future, for all the people I'll meet and work with, all that brilliant and amazing bad productions I'll do, all the beautiful and somewhat shady theatres I will work in, the countless auditions, and singing in piano bars next to an old man that knows every single lyric to Everythings Coming Up Roses.
But there is a now, a here, a "remember to eat, remember to sleep, get your homework done, read these plays now, write write write"....
And today is fine. I am amazed at how incredibly lucky I am. I live in a safe community in Greenwich Village, I study theatre at one of the best schools in the country, I'm working with people, faculty, who are so well known and established as working professionals, artists, writers, directors, etc... published writers and lecturers, NYU is huge. There is so much going on here, and I've barely scratched any surfaces. I'm here. That's where I am right now. This is my "here and now"- I cannot wait to start tomorrow, and to work. I can't wait to tap, to sing, to close my eyes and hear Gershwin on the piano, to watch someone so brilliant talking, that she can't complete a full sentence, and the energy is spurting out her fingertips, there is so much to say, her thoughts are overwhelming. Slow down. Breathe.
I bought Pillowman and Five Plays by Lorca. Some insanity, and some incredible romance. I'm in NYC, I might as well be reading of romance. But I'm only half through Harry Potter.
...
I'll update more after tomorrow's studio class.