Apr 02, 2008 21:20
okay. it's been a while, so i figured it might be time to update this baby. lets see...
school: is going well. there is one class that is kicking my butt, but most are pretty good. english lit is such a bitch. i don't care about wordsworth. hand me my "C" and lets just call it a day. i'm tired of trying in that class. it's just a bunch of hippie intellectuals trying to outsmart each other. it's lame. journalism stuff is pretty decent. it's overwhelming most of the time, but i guess i'll get used to it. my professor is good friends with marcelis parsons down at wcax and is trying to get an internship for me there next summer which would be amazing. we shall see. i'm giving him my head shots next week. i just picked out my classes for next semester and they are all on tuesday/ thursday with the exception of choir on mondays at 5:30. i think i'm going to try and sub in the local schools on m/w/fri to get some cash.
Josh: is wonderful, most all the time. we have our little spats now and again but we've decided that no matter what, we will stick it out. people, if you've met him, you've met my future husband. it's scary, and we both know that, but we both know that no matter what we'll always be by each others sides. we're not planning on tying the not until after college. we agree that i cant be a crazy bridezilla ( a nice one, though) and attend classes at the same time.
family:...not so good. my dads mom is in the hospital. she has Alzheimer's and she's back in the ICU because she stops breathing sometimes. she has sleep apnea(sp?), high blood pressure, high cholesterol, shes almost 400/450 lbs, she just had surgery to fix three abdominal hernias and it's just not looking too good. i went down and saw her last sunday. she doesn't remember me, well she does, but not my name. she calls me "the pretty one". i figure there are worse things to be remembered as. she calls my dad, rob, by his older brothers name, tim and he's pretty crushed. ive seen him cry 3 times in my life. twice during the divorce with my mom, and then this last sunday. waaait. 4 times. he cried when he was supposed to leave us here in the states and work in germany for 3 months. he came home after 3 weeks because he missed us so much and mom handed him the divorce papers. my bad.
friends:are fine i'm assuming. i have very little time for socializing and i refuse to go to a house where i'm going to implode and/or stop breathing from the cigarette/pot/cat/dog/smoke/dust. it's not worth it. if my friends really cared, they would take an hour or so a week to come hang out in a place where i can be healthy instead of being stoned off their ass all the time. they understand that i'm not going to get fucked up, which is nice, i just wish they knew what it did to lungs to be around it.
theater: BBM went well, i miss that show. i'm currently in urinetown the musical. yes, urinetown, like the pee. its about a town that has to pay to pee. it's funny but rehearsals are a pain in the ass. show goes up the 24th of april
summer plans: josh and i are living at my dads house this summer considering my dad is only there 3 days a week. he and i are working at jsc. im working in the theater, he's doing tours and whatnot for the admissions dept. i'm in my first paid show this summer which is super exciting. i get to work with sophia lapaglia from the voices project, whom i adore so that will be ridiculously awesome. its not tons of money but im being paid to act. how friggen cool.
that's all folks.
im home next week for break. josh and i will be at pippin on saturday night :)