"Gotta find my purpose. Gotta find me." - Avenue Q
I had an appointment to meet with my former theatre professor yesterday. We were going to discuss graduate school options, and she was going to advise me about assistantships and dramaturgy essays. I figure that if I want to attend Columbia next fall for dramaturgy, I should know what it is exactly that I'm paying $50,000 a year to study.
That would've been all nice and good if she would've shown up. I had a 2 p.m. appointment. I was three minutes early and waited an additional 15. Real professional, professor. Anyway, now I have to reschedule and further postpone my essay-writing, as I have no idea what I'm doing.
But I need to do this. I need to get my master's in theatre. I need it to be from Columbia. I need to be in New York. Drama. Ivy League. Manhattan. These are my tickets back to the city - back to happiness.
Time here in Edinboro is very bittersweet. I leave for home in three weeks. Must grow up. Therefore I am trying to make every moment count. Granted, many of those moments are spent lying in bed with Aaron, but where else would I rather be?
This past weekend, Aaron's friends from Chambersburg, Mark and Angie, visited. We (Aaron, his brother Alex and I) took them around town to various restaurants and ... restaurants - dining at Perkins twice in a 12-hour period. Then Sunday night Honkey and Haley stopped by unexpectedly and accompanied us to John's Pizzaria. I had never met Haley, and it was very nice to discover that she is quite enjoyable.
During the week I spend time with Sio - at least during the day. I have to soak up all the girl-time I can. I also have random visits from Pudlak, who badgers me into watching burned episodes of the Fox series House. And this weekend I'll be barring with JohnMitchell and Karazsia.
Such good times.
I hope these last weeks are just as lovely.
That would've been all nice and good if she would've shown up. I had a 2 p.m. appointment. I was three minutes early and waited an additional 15. Real professional, professor. Anyway, now I have to reschedule and further postpone my essay-writing, as I have no idea what I'm doing.
But I need to do this. I need to get my master's in theatre. I need it to be from Columbia. I need to be in New York. Drama. Ivy League. Manhattan. These are my tickets back to the city - back to happiness.
Time here in Edinboro is very bittersweet. I leave for home in three weeks. Must grow up. Therefore I am trying to make every moment count. Granted, many of those moments are spent lying in bed with Aaron, but where else would I rather be?
This past weekend, Aaron's friends from Chambersburg, Mark and Angie, visited. We (Aaron, his brother Alex and I) took them around town to various restaurants and ... restaurants - dining at Perkins twice in a 12-hour period. Then Sunday night Honkey and Haley stopped by unexpectedly and accompanied us to John's Pizzaria. I had never met Haley, and it was very nice to discover that she is quite enjoyable.
During the week I spend time with Sio - at least during the day. I have to soak up all the girl-time I can. I also have random visits from Pudlak, who badgers me into watching burned episodes of the Fox series House. And this weekend I'll be barring with JohnMitchell and Karazsia.
Such good times.
I hope these last weeks are just as lovely.