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With 6 1/2 weeks left here in Cedar City, I find myself reflecting during my few hours off.
This is my last summer before senior year. These past three years have seemed to just flown by.
I remember the first day of college like it was yesterday. Me being extremely nervous and having no idea what to expect. Naturally I cried. hahaha
Freshman year was one for the records, I did things I wasn't proud of but it was the start of my journey to become a grown up.
Then I went 16 hours away from home and spent 12 weeks on Cape Cod. I was a small fish in a giant pond. It was my first professional theatre job and I still wore my heart on my sleeve. The first weeks were awful but I made 5 really good friends and found my groove. It made my passion for theatre grow. 8 shows in 10 weeks. It was like summer camp.
2nd year- last year with Best Friends but I came back from the Cape with a new outlook: More confident and ready to put up a fight for good theatre to be produced.
Summer- spent only 11 weeks in Charlotte putting up 5 shows. Room mates were by far the greatest and got to hang out with one of my friends from the Cape. It was much more like a real job.
3rd year- Best friends wer gone. Took charge when need be and just did my own thing. reconnected with friends from 1st year.
Summer- 17. 16 weeks in Utah. Defintely more demanding physically and mentally. Much more like how professional theatre is run. Spent 6 weeks in props show then switched to running shows. work 16-18 hour days with little breaks. Made some dear friends. Sadly, we are all searching for the reason we get up in the morning.
4th year- spending time with friends
Only time will tell.
Other Note: tons of people are writing about how they aren't happy at home. All I can say is that I haven't spent more then a month at home(at one time) since I went to college. Home isn't the same way it was when you left for college. You are different due to the experiences you went through while you were away. It is okay for home to no longer be the way it was because in the end you want to progress and develop into a more mature person.
The home I left on August 18th, 2005 isn't the one I go back to. Sure the ocean smells the same and the streets still look the same but I have changed. Sure I miss hanging out with the people I did before, miss sitting at starbucks talking for hours. Miss driving up the oceanfront or taking back roads to sandbridge to walk the beach before I left for school. But things change. I am no longer the shy emotional girl. I am confident and proud of the person I have become.
Accept that home is no longer the way it was and remember the good times.
I travel all the time but I still love the feeling of driving and crossing into Va Beach or flying into Norfolk International because Va Beach is still home no matter how far I go.
This is extremely long and I do apologize and in theory most people won't read this.
This is my last summer before senior year. These past three years have seemed to just flown by.
I remember the first day of college like it was yesterday. Me being extremely nervous and having no idea what to expect. Naturally I cried. hahaha
Freshman year was one for the records, I did things I wasn't proud of but it was the start of my journey to become a grown up.
Then I went 16 hours away from home and spent 12 weeks on Cape Cod. I was a small fish in a giant pond. It was my first professional theatre job and I still wore my heart on my sleeve. The first weeks were awful but I made 5 really good friends and found my groove. It made my passion for theatre grow. 8 shows in 10 weeks. It was like summer camp.
2nd year- last year with Best Friends but I came back from the Cape with a new outlook: More confident and ready to put up a fight for good theatre to be produced.
Summer- spent only 11 weeks in Charlotte putting up 5 shows. Room mates were by far the greatest and got to hang out with one of my friends from the Cape. It was much more like a real job.
3rd year- Best friends wer gone. Took charge when need be and just did my own thing. reconnected with friends from 1st year.
Summer- 17. 16 weeks in Utah. Defintely more demanding physically and mentally. Much more like how professional theatre is run. Spent 6 weeks in props show then switched to running shows. work 16-18 hour days with little breaks. Made some dear friends. Sadly, we are all searching for the reason we get up in the morning.
4th year- spending time with friends
Only time will tell.
Other Note: tons of people are writing about how they aren't happy at home. All I can say is that I haven't spent more then a month at home(at one time) since I went to college. Home isn't the same way it was when you left for college. You are different due to the experiences you went through while you were away. It is okay for home to no longer be the way it was because in the end you want to progress and develop into a more mature person.
The home I left on August 18th, 2005 isn't the one I go back to. Sure the ocean smells the same and the streets still look the same but I have changed. Sure I miss hanging out with the people I did before, miss sitting at starbucks talking for hours. Miss driving up the oceanfront or taking back roads to sandbridge to walk the beach before I left for school. But things change. I am no longer the shy emotional girl. I am confident and proud of the person I have become.
Accept that home is no longer the way it was and remember the good times.
I travel all the time but I still love the feeling of driving and crossing into Va Beach or flying into Norfolk International because Va Beach is still home no matter how far I go.
This is extremely long and I do apologize and in theory most people won't read this.