Quickish update
Looking on the bright side...
I am incredibly grateful for the opportunity that I have gotten to see so many wonderful people over the holidays (my initial instinct was to type "winter break," but I don't really have that anymore, now do I?). In the space of two weeks, I got to see my parents, my sister-in-law/neice/nephew, Dan, Mark, Morgan, Elizabeth, Aaron, Sarah, Eliot, Keri, and Jonathan...and actually spend a significant amount of time with all of them, except maybe Eliot and Keri. And Jonathan. Ok, so there's never "enough" time, but still. My friends are pretty damn amazing. I don't reflect on that enough, but there you have it.
On the not so bright side, life continues to be infuriatingly confusing. And by "life," I mean relationships, and myself. Whatever. As long as I do my very best to be honest with myself and other people. That's pretty much the most I can ask at this point. That, and that people will continue to put up with me, in all my confus-ed glory!
Moving along now...I feel trapped in a hurricane! Or at least the San Francisco version of a hurricane. I don't think I've ever been in such torrential downpour. It's like, I look outside and there's just a sheath of water coming down. It's like a waterfall or something. Pretty crazy. Going outside is an adventure. I feel like if this keeps up, soon there will be people steering gondolas down the streets. It's good to be on the 2nd floor!
Next week I actually get to start rehearsing Romeo and Juliet with the students. I am very excited about this project. The kids are great, and my co-teacher (or the teacher to whom I am "co," to be more precise) seems awesome. I expect to learn a lot from her. I swear the principal of the school is smoking crack 90% of the time. She is HORRIBLE at communicating with us, and the only contact she has with us is to 1) contradict herself (and then blame us for the miscommunication), 2) send these weird, horrendous emails criticizing our choices in casting (basically questioning why we would give such a "weak" student (her words, not mine) a major part...honey, when you're doing a 14-person version of Romeo and Juliet, and triple casting the Romeos and Juliets, they're ALL major parts. Not to mention that...um...this isn't a professional production...don't we want ALL of the students to participate?) or 3) complaining about the room being a "disaster area" when we leave. Well, when you give us a CLASSROOM full of DESKS and tell us to REHEARSE there, we're gonna move the desks around. We put them back as they were, so I don't really know what she's talking about, but still. My dislike for her runs deep. Although I am exaggerating it slightly for the sake of livejournal bitchiness. My bitchiness, not her behavior. I'm trying to cultivate a badass persona for the internet, here. It just seems spicier!
Oh, on the New Years resolution front, I made an appointment to get headshots! And I think I may have narrowed my monologue choices down to two contrasting ones that I could be moderately happy with, until something better comes along. AND I get to sit in on the fancy schmancy Theatre Bay Area general auditions, which you have to APPLY to in order to audition (crazy, huh?)...so hopefully I'll get to learn from the best, or get REALLY FREAKING INTIMIDATED or something.
Alright. Bed. Or more internet procrastination.
I am incredibly grateful for the opportunity that I have gotten to see so many wonderful people over the holidays (my initial instinct was to type "winter break," but I don't really have that anymore, now do I?). In the space of two weeks, I got to see my parents, my sister-in-law/neice/nephew, Dan, Mark, Morgan, Elizabeth, Aaron, Sarah, Eliot, Keri, and Jonathan...and actually spend a significant amount of time with all of them, except maybe Eliot and Keri. And Jonathan. Ok, so there's never "enough" time, but still. My friends are pretty damn amazing. I don't reflect on that enough, but there you have it.
On the not so bright side, life continues to be infuriatingly confusing. And by "life," I mean relationships, and myself. Whatever. As long as I do my very best to be honest with myself and other people. That's pretty much the most I can ask at this point. That, and that people will continue to put up with me, in all my confus-ed glory!
Moving along now...I feel trapped in a hurricane! Or at least the San Francisco version of a hurricane. I don't think I've ever been in such torrential downpour. It's like, I look outside and there's just a sheath of water coming down. It's like a waterfall or something. Pretty crazy. Going outside is an adventure. I feel like if this keeps up, soon there will be people steering gondolas down the streets. It's good to be on the 2nd floor!
Next week I actually get to start rehearsing Romeo and Juliet with the students. I am very excited about this project. The kids are great, and my co-teacher (or the teacher to whom I am "co," to be more precise) seems awesome. I expect to learn a lot from her. I swear the principal of the school is smoking crack 90% of the time. She is HORRIBLE at communicating with us, and the only contact she has with us is to 1) contradict herself (and then blame us for the miscommunication), 2) send these weird, horrendous emails criticizing our choices in casting (basically questioning why we would give such a "weak" student (her words, not mine) a major part...honey, when you're doing a 14-person version of Romeo and Juliet, and triple casting the Romeos and Juliets, they're ALL major parts. Not to mention that...um...this isn't a professional production...don't we want ALL of the students to participate?) or 3) complaining about the room being a "disaster area" when we leave. Well, when you give us a CLASSROOM full of DESKS and tell us to REHEARSE there, we're gonna move the desks around. We put them back as they were, so I don't really know what she's talking about, but still. My dislike for her runs deep. Although I am exaggerating it slightly for the sake of livejournal bitchiness. My bitchiness, not her behavior. I'm trying to cultivate a badass persona for the internet, here. It just seems spicier!
Oh, on the New Years resolution front, I made an appointment to get headshots! And I think I may have narrowed my monologue choices down to two contrasting ones that I could be moderately happy with, until something better comes along. AND I get to sit in on the fancy schmancy Theatre Bay Area general auditions, which you have to APPLY to in order to audition (crazy, huh?)...so hopefully I'll get to learn from the best, or get REALLY FREAKING INTIMIDATED or something.
Alright. Bed. Or more internet procrastination.