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For a while I have taken an abscence.
My senior project has really taken its toll on me. My person just cannot function and I'm always tired and incoherent. Not pretty. (Not that I ever was.)
Yes, it has sent me in sort of a depression. Back to the days where I was solemn most of the hours of the day, and to myself. With these deadlines, and actors, and problems, and speeches, and authority- I've lost myself; or well, I'm losing myself.
To bring ya up-to-date: My senior project is holding a Night of One-Acts. 4 of them, actually. Each one written by an associated student, including myself. I took the role of director and held auditions, made the casts, and have been drudging through rehearsals. We're in Hell Week now- My show is January 25th, at 7. There are still so many problems I can't take it. I want to cry really, but there are no tears. THere is this numbness that's overwhelming and just he fact that I hafta roll with the punches,so to speak.
I need some guidance. I need some strength. I'm running out of my own personal qualities.
Where, Where are you? I'll be waiting, lying in the big bushy palm in the front yard.
My senior project has really taken its toll on me. My person just cannot function and I'm always tired and incoherent. Not pretty. (Not that I ever was.)
Yes, it has sent me in sort of a depression. Back to the days where I was solemn most of the hours of the day, and to myself. With these deadlines, and actors, and problems, and speeches, and authority- I've lost myself; or well, I'm losing myself.
To bring ya up-to-date: My senior project is holding a Night of One-Acts. 4 of them, actually. Each one written by an associated student, including myself. I took the role of director and held auditions, made the casts, and have been drudging through rehearsals. We're in Hell Week now- My show is January 25th, at 7. There are still so many problems I can't take it. I want to cry really, but there are no tears. THere is this numbness that's overwhelming and just he fact that I hafta roll with the punches,so to speak.
I need some guidance. I need some strength. I'm running out of my own personal qualities.
Where, Where are you? I'll be waiting, lying in the big bushy palm in the front yard.