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So...
I have opened my first show in New York City. Its going pretty well, I hear. I'm rather proud of it. Its sorta depressing that I came into the show so late that I'm not in any of the promotional stuff, but I did make it into the program this time, so thats something.
I'm working on Gay-ety Gay Gay as we speak, helping on Tallgrass Gothic, haven't done much for 9 Parts, and haven't started on Reckless.
I need sleep really badly.
I've come to the rather obvious conclusion that I am not cut out for costume design. Honestly, I think I take the class to learn basic shit and for the conversation. Honestly, I cant be bothered with the clothing. Its kinda funny to look at my visual journal versus the other girls' journals. Meh, it will all work out.
I'm not going back to Iowa for Thanksgiving... so that takes some tension off. The jury is still out on whether I am staying here or going to MD. Haven't decided and parents haven't made the decision about whether they are going with my sister to Iowa or staying in MD. Who knows.
I am so freaking whiped out... its rediculous. All I want is to sleep, and I won't be doing that for at least a couplethree hours or so... and that makes me want to cry a little.
I am quickly coming to the conclusion that I would much rather not be a senior this year.
WOot
Ien
EDIT: OF COURSE the freaking wails don't trail... have you ever tried to make a plastic baby cry on stage! .... at least she said the wailing tracks were good.
I have opened my first show in New York City. Its going pretty well, I hear. I'm rather proud of it. Its sorta depressing that I came into the show so late that I'm not in any of the promotional stuff, but I did make it into the program this time, so thats something.
I'm working on Gay-ety Gay Gay as we speak, helping on Tallgrass Gothic, haven't done much for 9 Parts, and haven't started on Reckless.
I need sleep really badly.
I've come to the rather obvious conclusion that I am not cut out for costume design. Honestly, I think I take the class to learn basic shit and for the conversation. Honestly, I cant be bothered with the clothing. Its kinda funny to look at my visual journal versus the other girls' journals. Meh, it will all work out.
I'm not going back to Iowa for Thanksgiving... so that takes some tension off. The jury is still out on whether I am staying here or going to MD. Haven't decided and parents haven't made the decision about whether they are going with my sister to Iowa or staying in MD. Who knows.
I am so freaking whiped out... its rediculous. All I want is to sleep, and I won't be doing that for at least a couplethree hours or so... and that makes me want to cry a little.
I am quickly coming to the conclusion that I would much rather not be a senior this year.
WOot
Ien
EDIT: OF COURSE the freaking wails don't trail... have you ever tried to make a plastic baby cry on stage! .... at least she said the wailing tracks were good.