Nov 07, 2006 01:18
I feel like I've lost my fire.
I worked on my NCTC monologue and song tonight with not much success. I feel worthless. And I know my hatred for my piece shows through the forceful conjectures of beats that I attempt to make as I stumble through the damn thing. Thank God for Justin Lewis. He was willing to jump in and help me until 1 am and even walked me back to my room. Partially to spare a drunk couple the embarrassment of being caught together. We smiled and laughed. Because they stumbled. And because we caught them.
And thank God for Jes. Because she was so eager to help me find a song.
However, I find myself hating preparing this damn monologue. Jake's Women. Barf barf barf. I can't make the hatred go away. I can't get that passion back for auditions that I had when I first arrived here.
Maybe I ought to just go back to "Wet Hot American Summer". What a gloriously easy piece.
I've been so good at not being melancholy lately. So good. And nctc is just draggin me down. UGH!!!
Help? help help HELP!
The homework load is still out of control. Just like the stupid library and all the books its missing while claiming they're on their proper shelves.
How is a student to get her job done?
I also hate EBSCO host search engine. It's stupid. It never finds anything.
I feel stuck. Suctioned into hardening cement.