Uhhh random shit.
Guess what people- I think several people know this but I got a job! At the Fudgery! I am so glad I didnt work at Marshall's. Im really excited. I get trained tomorrow from 2-6 so come visit me! I cant promise that I can talk to you for long other than a hello because Ill probably be busy and wanting to look "professional" haha... but definately come see me! Its at the Wrentham Outlets if you didnt know. And Erin (from chorus and drama) works there too =) Idk anyone else yet but the people Ive met so far are really nice. And the manager is really cool and laid back.
This morning my mom offered to take me to the Braintree mall, and I was not gonna pass that up even though I assured her I didnt really need more clothes, she said I should get some for the S word. Which I literally cannot say or type because thats how dellusional I am right now. Anyway, we get there and I went to PacSun- nothing. Then Aeropostale and I found a lot of stuff. Then we got to Filene's and I got three pairs of sandals, because the ones I have now are disgusting and my mom wanted me to get new ones. I told her she only had to get me one pair (they were $7) but she got me the other two I had tried on. Then I found a nice pair of sneakers, which I admit I needed because Ive been wearing these purple sketchers for about 3 yrs and it's getting old and they aren't good for kickboxing.
I know it may seem like all Ive been posting about are CLOTHES but thats all the hype thats going on in my life right now so thats what gets posted.
Aside from clothes- my sister is in Colorado ='( I miss her already. She's awesome basically: She and five roomates got this condo together and she loves all of them and shes doing oddjobs to get some extra money. And this summer she earned a crapload of money to not only pay for a THIRD of her college tuition for the semester, but she's using the rest to travel Europe next summer! How cool is that? Im really excited for her because she worked really hard for it and she has been wanting desperately to travel for a long time. She's also think or joining the Peace Corps.
As for the whole "blonde" thing, Im getting weirded out. I look in the mirror sometimes and Im like what... what the hell? And when I was looking for shirts, I didnt only have to look at dark red, dark green, or browns. It was strange...
Kickboxing has actually been pretty steady lately. I really enjoy it, and Im finally getting into shape. But this arm muscle thing is getting a little too intense, same with my leg muscles. I think Im capable of kicking someone's ass. Literally. *ahem Lizzie, did you get that?*
I don't mean to be crpytic but I've been thinking about death a LOT lately. Not how people die but what happens afterwards. I really want therapy with how to deal with death. An actor from Six Feet Under said the Tibetan society spends their whole lives coping with the idea of death, right from birth. And he pointed out that in contrast, Americans spend their whole lives avoiding it, like we can somehow escape it. So when it happens, everyone goes into shock. It's like "hey! That wasnt supposed to happen!" Got newwwws. It was. I cannot even imagine one of my family members dying. In fact I cant even talk about it with my sister. I get all crazy in my head and something just says NO! YOU CANT SPEAK OF THAT! Sooo I know Im screwed if one of my parents dies. Thats one of my goals: to become comfortable with death.
Read this part if you are gonna skim anything: Someone close to me mentioned how the entertainment industry is a distraction from the pursuit of knowlege. Those weren't their exact words but I got the idea. And at first I was like huh, well my life is meaningless if I become an actress. But then I was like- I think life is about something else. I think that enlightenment and happiness go hand in hand. So yes I agree with them. But what I do want to point out is that although I do think in many, many ways that acting is so stupid and pointless, I think there's something strangely beautiful about a human (that human being a dedicated actor) ripping themsleves apart in the development of a character with no other incentive then to make people connect with their character's pain, life story, or any other emotion they were written up to posess.
Yes the idea of it seems childish or meaningless... but when you actually sit down and let yourself pretend for a minute that you are watching someone's life and that the stage really is a garden or a beautiful room, I think you are reaching something that might not seem as profound or bowed down to or have the same status as intelligence, but it certainly gives you a feeling that reaches the level of enlightenment.
And this doesn't apply to those who sit an audience questioning everything and wondering what this theatre thing's "purpose" is. This applies to those who freed themselves of logic for a couple hours, forgot about what they had to do that day and all other important components of their five-year plan, and connected with the atmosphere of a story written by playwright who was a human, of a character portrayed by an actor who was also human, or a beautifully crafted set made by the hands of many humans.
And why? What caused these people to come together to produce theatre? Passion. An emotion that can also be provoked by a book or a lecture. So I have to disagree with the fact that all aspects of entertainment are inferior to knowlege. Because that one feeling after enlightenment or entertainment is passion and both give meaning to life.
In conclusion, theatre is not meaningless, nor is it a distraction.
This morning my mom offered to take me to the Braintree mall, and I was not gonna pass that up even though I assured her I didnt really need more clothes, she said I should get some for the S word. Which I literally cannot say or type because thats how dellusional I am right now. Anyway, we get there and I went to PacSun- nothing. Then Aeropostale and I found a lot of stuff. Then we got to Filene's and I got three pairs of sandals, because the ones I have now are disgusting and my mom wanted me to get new ones. I told her she only had to get me one pair (they were $7) but she got me the other two I had tried on. Then I found a nice pair of sneakers, which I admit I needed because Ive been wearing these purple sketchers for about 3 yrs and it's getting old and they aren't good for kickboxing.
I know it may seem like all Ive been posting about are CLOTHES but thats all the hype thats going on in my life right now so thats what gets posted.
Aside from clothes- my sister is in Colorado ='( I miss her already. She's awesome basically: She and five roomates got this condo together and she loves all of them and shes doing oddjobs to get some extra money. And this summer she earned a crapload of money to not only pay for a THIRD of her college tuition for the semester, but she's using the rest to travel Europe next summer! How cool is that? Im really excited for her because she worked really hard for it and she has been wanting desperately to travel for a long time. She's also think or joining the Peace Corps.
As for the whole "blonde" thing, Im getting weirded out. I look in the mirror sometimes and Im like what... what the hell? And when I was looking for shirts, I didnt only have to look at dark red, dark green, or browns. It was strange...
Kickboxing has actually been pretty steady lately. I really enjoy it, and Im finally getting into shape. But this arm muscle thing is getting a little too intense, same with my leg muscles. I think Im capable of kicking someone's ass. Literally. *ahem Lizzie, did you get that?*
I don't mean to be crpytic but I've been thinking about death a LOT lately. Not how people die but what happens afterwards. I really want therapy with how to deal with death. An actor from Six Feet Under said the Tibetan society spends their whole lives coping with the idea of death, right from birth. And he pointed out that in contrast, Americans spend their whole lives avoiding it, like we can somehow escape it. So when it happens, everyone goes into shock. It's like "hey! That wasnt supposed to happen!" Got newwwws. It was. I cannot even imagine one of my family members dying. In fact I cant even talk about it with my sister. I get all crazy in my head and something just says NO! YOU CANT SPEAK OF THAT! Sooo I know Im screwed if one of my parents dies. Thats one of my goals: to become comfortable with death.
Read this part if you are gonna skim anything: Someone close to me mentioned how the entertainment industry is a distraction from the pursuit of knowlege. Those weren't their exact words but I got the idea. And at first I was like huh, well my life is meaningless if I become an actress. But then I was like- I think life is about something else. I think that enlightenment and happiness go hand in hand. So yes I agree with them. But what I do want to point out is that although I do think in many, many ways that acting is so stupid and pointless, I think there's something strangely beautiful about a human (that human being a dedicated actor) ripping themsleves apart in the development of a character with no other incentive then to make people connect with their character's pain, life story, or any other emotion they were written up to posess.
Yes the idea of it seems childish or meaningless... but when you actually sit down and let yourself pretend for a minute that you are watching someone's life and that the stage really is a garden or a beautiful room, I think you are reaching something that might not seem as profound or bowed down to or have the same status as intelligence, but it certainly gives you a feeling that reaches the level of enlightenment.
And this doesn't apply to those who sit an audience questioning everything and wondering what this theatre thing's "purpose" is. This applies to those who freed themselves of logic for a couple hours, forgot about what they had to do that day and all other important components of their five-year plan, and connected with the atmosphere of a story written by playwright who was a human, of a character portrayed by an actor who was also human, or a beautifully crafted set made by the hands of many humans.
And why? What caused these people to come together to produce theatre? Passion. An emotion that can also be provoked by a book or a lecture. So I have to disagree with the fact that all aspects of entertainment are inferior to knowlege. Because that one feeling after enlightenment or entertainment is passion and both give meaning to life.
In conclusion, theatre is not meaningless, nor is it a distraction.