The Search Begins...or Continues, Really
So I've been looking at college. Not out of the ordinary for a lower-middle class senior I guess, but freakish none the less. I hate the prospect. EVERYONE!!!! seems to know what they are doing down to the last step to their first class. Me...I never really cared. I mean, one school is as good as the next, right? But my relatives want me there, my friends want me here...WHERE DO I WANT ME!?!?!?!?!? I realize this sounds freaky depressed-ish, but it isn't. It's weird, I'm calmly, collectedly typing words that make me think I'm freaking out. So, I've narrowed it down to about 6 places, mainly because I have decided I want to stick to the east coast, unless I go to Oklahoma Christian, and I want to do theater. Yes, to all you acting-since-the-age-of-five drama queens/kings out there, the newbie wants to study drama. WOOHOO!!!!! I love it. Really, every part of it. We built sets and messed with a light board yesterday, and I've never had so much fun in my life. The rehearsals are great. I love putting the show together. It's sooooo cool. It's actually not a big stretch, cause I knew I'd HAVE to do something with music somehow. If I learn I can never be a lucrative actor, I'll learn to be a sound technician or something. So, those are my current thoughts. w00t