Well?
Well, we've officially graduated, though we won't be receiving our actual diplomas for a while.
It feels so... surreal. I don't believe it will actually sink-in until August, when we're all starting up our separate schooling.
Took a bike ride down to the Art Centre, today, to see about that modeling job they called me for. The Longboat Key and the Sarasota Art Centres (I haven't heard from Bradenton, yet) want me to be a live model for their painters and sculptors to sketch from, and it seems it would be decent pay for just sitting around naked (something I'd be doing anyway, so why not be paid while doing so). Michael isn't entirely fond of the idea, so I really need to hash through things with him before I can fully accept the job, but if my father is willing to overlook it, I don't think it should be that much of a problem.
Everyplace else on the Island is dead for the summer, so I can't find work here. I'll have to go more mainland, I suppose. Starbucks never responded to my application, so that's probably out. Granted, I said I couldn't begin working until after Swan Lake is finished (June 3, Van Wezel), so that could have something to do with it. I also applied online for a position at Books-A-Million, but I believe I'll stop by the store on my way to rehearsal tonight to officially apply, in person. One of the Whole Foods (Richard's, Good Earth, or Whole Foods Sarasota) would surely give me a position, but you must be 18, and that isn't going to be a reality until June 23, so...
I'm just kind of at a loss of what to do with myself, right now. I mean, I've been walking and biking and working-out here, and then taking classes and having rehearsals at the studio, but ballet is going to be over in two weeks, and I'm in desperate need of my own funding. I've received upwards of $600 (plus a few other gifts) from Graduation, and I don't have to pay for my own gas, but seriously, folks. Something's gotta happen soon. Oh, speaking of which, I believe I'm going to start my own checking account, after my 18th Birthday. Any advice?
Michael got in safely, for those of you who know about the cabin in North Georgia. He had to stop around 6:45 this morning, and sleep, but he made it in safely around 10:20 a.m., so that's good. I was worried about him driving all that way, but he's a big boy, so I was probably a little too paranoid. But the roads tend to narrow and wind above Atlanta, and I generally sleep through that portion of the trip, so I don't think I was being too ridiculous.
Now to successfully convince myself that it would have been awkward for me to have gone with him.
I'll stop putting my anxieties out here, now, as it seems to get me into trouble with those who read through my livejournal entries months after they've been posted. I'll talk to you kids later. Call me?
I need to see Pirates, by the way. OH! Who's going to Clinton's show, tonight? I think I'll be able to make it over, after rehearsal, but I'm not entirely sure.
Just please don't lose touch. I get lonely very easily... : ]
It feels so... surreal. I don't believe it will actually sink-in until August, when we're all starting up our separate schooling.
Took a bike ride down to the Art Centre, today, to see about that modeling job they called me for. The Longboat Key and the Sarasota Art Centres (I haven't heard from Bradenton, yet) want me to be a live model for their painters and sculptors to sketch from, and it seems it would be decent pay for just sitting around naked (something I'd be doing anyway, so why not be paid while doing so). Michael isn't entirely fond of the idea, so I really need to hash through things with him before I can fully accept the job, but if my father is willing to overlook it, I don't think it should be that much of a problem.
Everyplace else on the Island is dead for the summer, so I can't find work here. I'll have to go more mainland, I suppose. Starbucks never responded to my application, so that's probably out. Granted, I said I couldn't begin working until after Swan Lake is finished (June 3, Van Wezel), so that could have something to do with it. I also applied online for a position at Books-A-Million, but I believe I'll stop by the store on my way to rehearsal tonight to officially apply, in person. One of the Whole Foods (Richard's, Good Earth, or Whole Foods Sarasota) would surely give me a position, but you must be 18, and that isn't going to be a reality until June 23, so...
I'm just kind of at a loss of what to do with myself, right now. I mean, I've been walking and biking and working-out here, and then taking classes and having rehearsals at the studio, but ballet is going to be over in two weeks, and I'm in desperate need of my own funding. I've received upwards of $600 (plus a few other gifts) from Graduation, and I don't have to pay for my own gas, but seriously, folks. Something's gotta happen soon. Oh, speaking of which, I believe I'm going to start my own checking account, after my 18th Birthday. Any advice?
Michael got in safely, for those of you who know about the cabin in North Georgia. He had to stop around 6:45 this morning, and sleep, but he made it in safely around 10:20 a.m., so that's good. I was worried about him driving all that way, but he's a big boy, so I was probably a little too paranoid. But the roads tend to narrow and wind above Atlanta, and I generally sleep through that portion of the trip, so I don't think I was being too ridiculous.
Now to successfully convince myself that it would have been awkward for me to have gone with him.
I'll stop putting my anxieties out here, now, as it seems to get me into trouble with those who read through my livejournal entries months after they've been posted. I'll talk to you kids later. Call me?
I need to see Pirates, by the way. OH! Who's going to Clinton's show, tonight? I think I'll be able to make it over, after rehearsal, but I'm not entirely sure.
Just please don't lose touch. I get lonely very easily... : ]