UPDATE
Life is being updates (happy, Kirsten?)
This is hell week. Early next week I have a midterm and a French test, a presentation due Thursday, all of which I need to start studying for NOW. I missed my first WSOU training class tonight because of... well, of course, As You Like It rehearsal. The show's coming together, finally, and I'm personally as ready as can be, but fact is, I'm losing hours and hours and hours, sitting in this freezing auditorium for most of it, because I'm onstage for about 3 mintes. The stagelights are up and houselights are down, and that makes it really hard to work, so most of this is dead time.
Damn, it's cold.
I'm ready for this to be over. I can start Pirate TV, I can start WSOU, and I can focus on my studies more. I'm doing okay, don't get me wrong. I probably have B or B- scores across the board, and I don't NEED an A, but I also don't want to risk my GPA getting too close to my scholarship being revoked, so where I can step it up I will.
Sleeping Beauty on Sunset Beach finished up well. It was nice seeing my parents then too. I'm making friends, enjoying Improv, and am on good terms with all of my professors.
But, overall, I just feel lonely.
It hasn't really changed, I don't think. They say your friends in college are usually some of the best you'll ever make. They also say that you'll meet people more like you than you could ever meet in high school. Those kinds of things will build over time, and I'm not homesick... i'm just completely alone at a table of friends.
I get up, go to class, do work and study, take an hour or so of downtime, run some errands, eat dinner, go to rehearsal, finish up some homework, and go to bed. There's not enough hours in the day to foster something worthwhile. I see pretty much everyone I know only in passing.
I don't miss much from home, because I know I'll be back, and this area of the country is full of its own stuff to explore. But maybe I really miss my best friends back home.
I'm trying best to keep my head and get out there. But, damn...
Damn it, I need some Bright Eyes.
This is hell week. Early next week I have a midterm and a French test, a presentation due Thursday, all of which I need to start studying for NOW. I missed my first WSOU training class tonight because of... well, of course, As You Like It rehearsal. The show's coming together, finally, and I'm personally as ready as can be, but fact is, I'm losing hours and hours and hours, sitting in this freezing auditorium for most of it, because I'm onstage for about 3 mintes. The stagelights are up and houselights are down, and that makes it really hard to work, so most of this is dead time.
Damn, it's cold.
I'm ready for this to be over. I can start Pirate TV, I can start WSOU, and I can focus on my studies more. I'm doing okay, don't get me wrong. I probably have B or B- scores across the board, and I don't NEED an A, but I also don't want to risk my GPA getting too close to my scholarship being revoked, so where I can step it up I will.
Sleeping Beauty on Sunset Beach finished up well. It was nice seeing my parents then too. I'm making friends, enjoying Improv, and am on good terms with all of my professors.
But, overall, I just feel lonely.
It hasn't really changed, I don't think. They say your friends in college are usually some of the best you'll ever make. They also say that you'll meet people more like you than you could ever meet in high school. Those kinds of things will build over time, and I'm not homesick... i'm just completely alone at a table of friends.
I get up, go to class, do work and study, take an hour or so of downtime, run some errands, eat dinner, go to rehearsal, finish up some homework, and go to bed. There's not enough hours in the day to foster something worthwhile. I see pretty much everyone I know only in passing.
I don't miss much from home, because I know I'll be back, and this area of the country is full of its own stuff to explore. But maybe I really miss my best friends back home.
I'm trying best to keep my head and get out there. But, damn...
Damn it, I need some Bright Eyes.