Well I guess it's been a while
Fredonia sucks. I'm sure it's partially my fault but oh well. I don't party because I don't like to part. I know I don't have to drink, but still just watching people amount to that crap isn't my kind of thing. My roommate is okay I guess. He either calls me bro, dude, or man. However, my theory is only when he is drunk or high he'll call me by my real name. My acting class is great. My teacher Ted Sharon is awesome! Theater practice isn't fun. That's scene shop for ten weeks, load crew for ten weeks, and costume shop for a week. I'm not good with tools and some of the people there seem like uptight bitches. I didn't get in the shows at Fredonia as was expected. Two lecture hall classes are very boring. The town is boring. Financial aid is really good. I don't like the typical college campus. YEAH GO FREDTOWN! LETS PARTY!...not really. It's the typical "college kid, college town" college. I don't think it's very good for internships. I don't like it. It's forty minutes away from an actual city. I miss Rochester and Eastridge. I don't what anyone says. I miss my friends. I don't care how old they are or what grade they are in. A friend is a friend and I've made amazing throughout my high school career. I'm not going to just let them go. I know some of my friends who already started to do that which kind of sucks. Why should college change who your friends are? I want to transfer to Marymount Manhattan College in New York City or I either want to be home. The college I've heard is really good in theatre and they have a BFA Acting program like the one I'm in. Hopefully I get accepted and in to the BFA Acting program. I need to be in a city. A big city with opportunities. It costs a little more than Nazareth and I would have went there if I wasn't at Fredonia. I know one of at least one person would rather me not go. One thing I'm proud of is the Jack Conroy hoax. He got voted in the top 2 for Homecoming King. His votes were thrown because he wasn't enrolled on the Eastridge roster. Blye thought it was pretty freaking cool. People actually believed he was real...because he is. Homecoming was fun. I got a lot of people to cheer for Jack.
There are some people I can just talk to about anything and I love it. There are some people I need talk to and I can't. I want act. About three weeks ago or so I saw the movie, "Man On The Moon" with Jim Carrey. It was about the story of the late Andy Kaufman. Just watch the trailer. It kind of inspired. I want to act. I want to succeed. I want to succeed as an actor. I miss people. I miss people when I'm away. I miss people when I come to visit and they are here. I miss people who are leaving. I don't know what's going anymore. I've given up on the girl situation. I don't think I was even in on. I've had my chances with two great ones, but nothing went anywhere. It was my fault. Then there's the other girl. Lost cause of ever trying. I miss 9th grade, I miss senior year. I miss everything in between. I want all my friends who are still in high school to succeed. They are great people! I want to help them with anything I can. If I can't, I just want to support them. I'm kind of hurt. A very good friend of mine wants to be as far away as possible. It really hurts. I was told once that it would be better off that we would be better of not seeing each other for a year. I don't why I even thing about this because it was awhile ago. Yet it just sticks with me. It hurts. What is wrong with me? I miss Performing Arts. As crazy as it was I am proud to be a part of it. I had great times there. I worry so much about my friends. I love them so much. I guess that's part of the reason I get all pissy about alcohol and pot. I'm sorry about that because I know I am a hypocrite. But I think to drink to get drunk is just kind of stupid. I think people are better than that and don't allow themselves to see that. I worry a lot more about my friends than I do myself. If anything happened to any one of them, I think moving on would be impossible.
I want to try and write a play, but I'm lazy. It sucks because I would really like to. My brother plans to move to California, in the Los Angeles area, next summer. I'm happy for him. He's going start writing music again. He wanted to help my sister help me get into college. That's why I feel guilty. But I'm the one who's paying for it. People who I have talked, like Edwards and Blye, basically said it's ultimately up to me. I love them. Tanya leaves very soon. I'm going to miss her a lot. Enough said. I hope Ms. Baker is doing good. She is awesome. Another mentor I love. Of course I love Starkweather. The Yoda of Performing Arts who went through a mid life crisis.Then Kelley Hamilton the crazy bitch who knew she was one, but I love her. Thing won't be the same because I'll never be in high school again. Those four years of drama, love, comedy, sadness, hurt, anger, joy have been the best for years of my life. You can't go back in time, but you can always go back to your friends. Well that's the case for me anyway. Okay cya.
- Shawn Farrell
There are some people I can just talk to about anything and I love it. There are some people I need talk to and I can't. I want act. About three weeks ago or so I saw the movie, "Man On The Moon" with Jim Carrey. It was about the story of the late Andy Kaufman. Just watch the trailer. It kind of inspired. I want to act. I want to succeed. I want to succeed as an actor. I miss people. I miss people when I'm away. I miss people when I come to visit and they are here. I miss people who are leaving. I don't know what's going anymore. I've given up on the girl situation. I don't think I was even in on. I've had my chances with two great ones, but nothing went anywhere. It was my fault. Then there's the other girl. Lost cause of ever trying. I miss 9th grade, I miss senior year. I miss everything in between. I want all my friends who are still in high school to succeed. They are great people! I want to help them with anything I can. If I can't, I just want to support them. I'm kind of hurt. A very good friend of mine wants to be as far away as possible. It really hurts. I was told once that it would be better off that we would be better of not seeing each other for a year. I don't why I even thing about this because it was awhile ago. Yet it just sticks with me. It hurts. What is wrong with me? I miss Performing Arts. As crazy as it was I am proud to be a part of it. I had great times there. I worry so much about my friends. I love them so much. I guess that's part of the reason I get all pissy about alcohol and pot. I'm sorry about that because I know I am a hypocrite. But I think to drink to get drunk is just kind of stupid. I think people are better than that and don't allow themselves to see that. I worry a lot more about my friends than I do myself. If anything happened to any one of them, I think moving on would be impossible.
I want to try and write a play, but I'm lazy. It sucks because I would really like to. My brother plans to move to California, in the Los Angeles area, next summer. I'm happy for him. He's going start writing music again. He wanted to help my sister help me get into college. That's why I feel guilty. But I'm the one who's paying for it. People who I have talked, like Edwards and Blye, basically said it's ultimately up to me. I love them. Tanya leaves very soon. I'm going to miss her a lot. Enough said. I hope Ms. Baker is doing good. She is awesome. Another mentor I love. Of course I love Starkweather. The Yoda of Performing Arts who went through a mid life crisis.Then Kelley Hamilton the crazy bitch who knew she was one, but I love her. Thing won't be the same because I'll never be in high school again. Those four years of drama, love, comedy, sadness, hurt, anger, joy have been the best for years of my life. You can't go back in time, but you can always go back to your friends. Well that's the case for me anyway. Okay cya.
- Shawn Farrell