We've all got our junk, and my junk is you!
It's been a while.
I've been okay. Not great, but okay. Sometimes wonderful, sometimes horrible, but mostly just good. Which is quite nice, actually. I've not been "just good" in a while. It's nice to have a life that's settled into a sort of day-to-day routine. My recovery has been having some bumps recently, but overall progress has been slow but steady. I see a nutritionist and a therapist once a week.
In about a month, I'll be heading up to Massachusetts for the professional semester-long conservatory with Shakespeare and Company, the granddaddy of all Shakespeare companies in the U.S. This place is seriously legit - I'll be taking classes in acting, stage combat, clown, Shakespearean rhetoric, period dance, and Linklater technique, which is a special vocal coaching that one of the leaders of the company actually invented. There's also the guarantee that I'll be appearing in a Shakespearean play by semester's end as the culmination of the program, and there's also education work we'll be doing with high school kids. I have no idea what to expect in terms of how classes will be run, so I'm completely thrilled and a little terrified at the same time. I'll be gone for thirteen weeks and hopefully I'll come out the end of it fully prepared to take on the professional acting world. Honestly, it's about time. I need to stop retreating into classes and education and man up and make a career for myself out of this. Somehow, someway. Doesn't necessarily have to be in acting, I don't have to be a big star to be happy. The goal right now is to someday be able to make a living doing what I love most, and I think that's the most anyone can ask for.
I've got a great job at a neat little specialty store and restaurant called Beer Run, whose claim to fame is the widest selection of beer in Charlottesville and holy shit they do in fact have EVERYTHING. In the month I've worked there, I've drunk more beer in more types than I have in all my prior years of drinking. I've even figured out which kinds I like, which is astonishing as I always thought I didn't like beer. (Best way to spend a slow shift: going through this week's brews on taps and sampling.) I don't get enough shifts to keep me anywhere above the poverty line, but the people are wonderful, I get free beer and sandwiches on the job, and sometimes people even are kind enough to tip me. Plus, I can come back to the job after my soujourn in the fall, so YAY.
And I've got a boyfriend who I'm happy to have as the person I see first and last every day and who I'm pretty much madly in love with. It's amusing and a little bit facepalm-worthy to look back six or seven months ago and see what I was writing about him and how little I knew where I'd end up by the summer. He's been my rock and my fellow adventurer and my playmate and my friend, and maybe the only person I feel fully comfortable around right now still.
I'm going to try to get into updating more often. I want to get back into chronicling my life a little more, try and remind myself that day to day right now is really what counts. Future plans are wonderful and all well and good, but it's also okay to live in the moment and be happy with a simple life for right now. I'm still so jetlagged from college, and this summer has been so chill and full of adventures and I think that the next year will be too. I want to enjoy it as long as it lasts.
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I've been okay. Not great, but okay. Sometimes wonderful, sometimes horrible, but mostly just good. Which is quite nice, actually. I've not been "just good" in a while. It's nice to have a life that's settled into a sort of day-to-day routine. My recovery has been having some bumps recently, but overall progress has been slow but steady. I see a nutritionist and a therapist once a week.
In about a month, I'll be heading up to Massachusetts for the professional semester-long conservatory with Shakespeare and Company, the granddaddy of all Shakespeare companies in the U.S. This place is seriously legit - I'll be taking classes in acting, stage combat, clown, Shakespearean rhetoric, period dance, and Linklater technique, which is a special vocal coaching that one of the leaders of the company actually invented. There's also the guarantee that I'll be appearing in a Shakespearean play by semester's end as the culmination of the program, and there's also education work we'll be doing with high school kids. I have no idea what to expect in terms of how classes will be run, so I'm completely thrilled and a little terrified at the same time. I'll be gone for thirteen weeks and hopefully I'll come out the end of it fully prepared to take on the professional acting world. Honestly, it's about time. I need to stop retreating into classes and education and man up and make a career for myself out of this. Somehow, someway. Doesn't necessarily have to be in acting, I don't have to be a big star to be happy. The goal right now is to someday be able to make a living doing what I love most, and I think that's the most anyone can ask for.
I've got a great job at a neat little specialty store and restaurant called Beer Run, whose claim to fame is the widest selection of beer in Charlottesville and holy shit they do in fact have EVERYTHING. In the month I've worked there, I've drunk more beer in more types than I have in all my prior years of drinking. I've even figured out which kinds I like, which is astonishing as I always thought I didn't like beer. (Best way to spend a slow shift: going through this week's brews on taps and sampling.) I don't get enough shifts to keep me anywhere above the poverty line, but the people are wonderful, I get free beer and sandwiches on the job, and sometimes people even are kind enough to tip me. Plus, I can come back to the job after my soujourn in the fall, so YAY.
And I've got a boyfriend who I'm happy to have as the person I see first and last every day and who I'm pretty much madly in love with. It's amusing and a little bit facepalm-worthy to look back six or seven months ago and see what I was writing about him and how little I knew where I'd end up by the summer. He's been my rock and my fellow adventurer and my playmate and my friend, and maybe the only person I feel fully comfortable around right now still.
I'm going to try to get into updating more often. I want to get back into chronicling my life a little more, try and remind myself that day to day right now is really what counts. Future plans are wonderful and all well and good, but it's also okay to live in the moment and be happy with a simple life for right now. I'm still so jetlagged from college, and this summer has been so chill and full of adventures and I think that the next year will be too. I want to enjoy it as long as it lasts.
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