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this week will be the most stressful week in my life. senior showcase. man...what a bitch. playwriting i'm not too worried about. my monolgues is alright. here it is-for nostalgia and others bored enough to read it. i just hope the colleges like it. yes...
i'm a firm believer in karma. I'm uh, not buddhist or anything. Hell, I don't even have a religion. But anyhow uh, like I said I'm a 'karmatic' person--well except that's not a word so I'm more of a 'karma-y' person. Well, never mind that either. Regardless, I believe in the whole 'what goes around, comes around' business. I'm obsessive about it. If I uh, say I don't pick up a candy wrapper off the ground-that means later on in the day, when I go to a uh, vending machine, the machine will eat my money. Small, completely mundane things like that. I also uh, make deals with God. Like I said, I'm not really the religious type per se, but I figured that it can't hurt. I use the 'deal with God' option when I don't feel like abiding by karma. Uh, again with the candy wrapper analogy- uh if I just really don't feel like picking up that candy wrapper, I'll say quietly to myself, or anyone that may pick up on it, "Look, I can't pick up this candy wrapper. I realize that it's completely selfish. i also realize that in the time I am saying this, I could have easily picked it up and thrown it away, but I just for one reason or another, can't pick it up. So here's the deal God, if you let me get by without picking up this candy wrapper, then I'll give a dollar to the salvation army people when Christmas comes around. " And uh, that's that. Except when Christmas does come around, I'll remember my deal and realize that I'm a buck short. Then I'll probably start another deal with God, something along the lines of "Listen God, if I don't pay this buck then I'll well uh, so and so." You get the idea. So that's essentially my life. Well, that's fairly representative of it. It's a series of deals I make that I never keep my end of. And eventually, the karma of uh, not keeping up with karma will end up biting me in the ass.
Yes. That is all. Originally I wanted it to be read sort of Woody Allen-esque. Layed back neurotic. Kind of like the opening monologue in Annie Hall, but it's turned out to be more of a crack head schizophrenic, which I guess works too. Anyway, showcase is very stressful. If I can just get though it.
I am just so happy that Loyola New Orleans is coming. That is officially my first choice school. I love it. Love it, love it, love it. Then St. Ed's.
Senior year is driving me nuts.
i'm a firm believer in karma. I'm uh, not buddhist or anything. Hell, I don't even have a religion. But anyhow uh, like I said I'm a 'karmatic' person--well except that's not a word so I'm more of a 'karma-y' person. Well, never mind that either. Regardless, I believe in the whole 'what goes around, comes around' business. I'm obsessive about it. If I uh, say I don't pick up a candy wrapper off the ground-that means later on in the day, when I go to a uh, vending machine, the machine will eat my money. Small, completely mundane things like that. I also uh, make deals with God. Like I said, I'm not really the religious type per se, but I figured that it can't hurt. I use the 'deal with God' option when I don't feel like abiding by karma. Uh, again with the candy wrapper analogy- uh if I just really don't feel like picking up that candy wrapper, I'll say quietly to myself, or anyone that may pick up on it, "Look, I can't pick up this candy wrapper. I realize that it's completely selfish. i also realize that in the time I am saying this, I could have easily picked it up and thrown it away, but I just for one reason or another, can't pick it up. So here's the deal God, if you let me get by without picking up this candy wrapper, then I'll give a dollar to the salvation army people when Christmas comes around. " And uh, that's that. Except when Christmas does come around, I'll remember my deal and realize that I'm a buck short. Then I'll probably start another deal with God, something along the lines of "Listen God, if I don't pay this buck then I'll well uh, so and so." You get the idea. So that's essentially my life. Well, that's fairly representative of it. It's a series of deals I make that I never keep my end of. And eventually, the karma of uh, not keeping up with karma will end up biting me in the ass.
Yes. That is all. Originally I wanted it to be read sort of Woody Allen-esque. Layed back neurotic. Kind of like the opening monologue in Annie Hall, but it's turned out to be more of a crack head schizophrenic, which I guess works too. Anyway, showcase is very stressful. If I can just get though it.
I am just so happy that Loyola New Orleans is coming. That is officially my first choice school. I love it. Love it, love it, love it. Then St. Ed's.
Senior year is driving me nuts.