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It's about time for a proper update, I suppose. Though, really, I don't know what to say. So much has happened since I last updated, and yet nothing really worth writing about and nothing I'm sure you want to read.
School really sucks. I've totally overloaded myself this semester but there's nothing I can do now. To top this off, I lack any sense of inspiration or gumption to get anything done. I'm really starting to think there's something wrong with me. I'm the girl who gets everything done on time and always gets 'A's. I'm the girl who is always prepared at her lessons and has her songs memorized by the third week of school. But lately, I just can't even kick myself in the ass enough. I know I should if I want to be prepared and don't want my voice teacher to get upset and yet...nothing. Needless to say, my lesson this week was not a fun experience. I just don't know what my deal is. I think I need to see a therapist or something. Gah.
However, I am totally kickin' it in Irish dance with my homie ibleedmagenta. Not only have we not kicked any five-year-olds in the head, but we can also do the jig and reel up to speed. Hopefully, we'll learn slip jig this week and then we get to move on to hard shoe. Dance gives me much joy. And it's something I feel I'm actually semi-good at.
I am singing tomorrow in my Acting Songs class. Nothing unusually difficult, usually, but I am singing "Whatever Happened to My Part?" from Spamalot. It's so very ballsy and forward and bitchy and this is totally opposite as to how I usually behave. Needless to say, it's been quite a challenge for me, but I went to actor's workshop and ran through it and got some good suggestions and feedback. So, hopefully it'll work out tomorrow. My biggest fear is that people aren't going to laugh because it's not coming across as funny. Now, Doc would give me some BS about "fully committing to my strong physical images and it HAS to be funny then..." but yeah. Just hoping for the laughs and a good grade.
Stolen from ibleedmagenta and posted here because apparently I have to or the world ends or something:
1) Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in.
4) I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8) If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
Ya know what makes me really sad? That commercial where you see the cute old gramma sitting at a table looking all sad and worried. And then it says "Just tell your Gramma you missed dinner because you were off getting high. She'll understand." Totally makes me tear up. I kid you not. It makes me want to call my Grandmas and apologize for things I've never even thought about doing.
School really sucks. I've totally overloaded myself this semester but there's nothing I can do now. To top this off, I lack any sense of inspiration or gumption to get anything done. I'm really starting to think there's something wrong with me. I'm the girl who gets everything done on time and always gets 'A's. I'm the girl who is always prepared at her lessons and has her songs memorized by the third week of school. But lately, I just can't even kick myself in the ass enough. I know I should if I want to be prepared and don't want my voice teacher to get upset and yet...nothing. Needless to say, my lesson this week was not a fun experience. I just don't know what my deal is. I think I need to see a therapist or something. Gah.
However, I am totally kickin' it in Irish dance with my homie ibleedmagenta. Not only have we not kicked any five-year-olds in the head, but we can also do the jig and reel up to speed. Hopefully, we'll learn slip jig this week and then we get to move on to hard shoe. Dance gives me much joy. And it's something I feel I'm actually semi-good at.
I am singing tomorrow in my Acting Songs class. Nothing unusually difficult, usually, but I am singing "Whatever Happened to My Part?" from Spamalot. It's so very ballsy and forward and bitchy and this is totally opposite as to how I usually behave. Needless to say, it's been quite a challenge for me, but I went to actor's workshop and ran through it and got some good suggestions and feedback. So, hopefully it'll work out tomorrow. My biggest fear is that people aren't going to laugh because it's not coming across as funny. Now, Doc would give me some BS about "fully committing to my strong physical images and it HAS to be funny then..." but yeah. Just hoping for the laughs and a good grade.
Stolen from ibleedmagenta and posted here because apparently I have to or the world ends or something:
1) Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in.
4) I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8) If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
Ya know what makes me really sad? That commercial where you see the cute old gramma sitting at a table looking all sad and worried. And then it says "Just tell your Gramma you missed dinner because you were off getting high. She'll understand." Totally makes me tear up. I kid you not. It makes me want to call my Grandmas and apologize for things I've never even thought about doing.