Jr year life update....
Alright, life update. I'm exhausted, so I'll try to cover everything as quickly and as neatly as a i can.
Working backwards:
I have a apartment in NYC that i'm sub-leasing for the summer, from May till the end of August. It's the size of a shoebox, and i'm living in it with Pat for half of the summer, and it'll be okay if i don't spend that much time in there.
I have a job at Tech Production services for the summer, where i'll actually be working on things that i want to work on when i grow up and become a real Production Manager.
I was the Technical Director for Tartuffe (it was in rep with The Miser). They were modern-ized, and my show went off without a hitch, and i loved every sleep depriving, stress fulled, head bashing second of it.
My mother had some major surgery to save her life, in which they cut her open and took out part of her intestines. She's okay now - better then she was when that happened - and is on her way to full recovery. She needs surgery again when they have to fix some things inside of her up again. She'll be fine, when everything is said and done, and that's all that matters really.
We got an apartment in Alumnai - me, my two apt. mates from this year, and a underclassman with some intiresting medical condtions that managed to get us the apt. I have my own room. It's a little extra, but IT'S MY OWN ROOM.
I turned 21 in December. I don't feel different - a little off kilter, currently, but not any different. I keep thinking that my birthdays will mean something, like a shit in my personality or thinking, but that crap always seems to happen on days that really don't matter.
The grinding unnecessary bullshit of this place is stating to crack me. This happens every year - once the summer starts, it faces, but thank God that I'll be a senior next year. Review is looming around the corner - but it's not like i have much to talk about. Review will be about the Reps, and seeing as that's all i have to show for the semester, so I'm not to worried about it the prep this year for it at all. Once this opera is over, I'll be all over review shit like white on rice. And once that crap is over, I'll finally have a minute to dork around.
I have a new addiction to movies. More specifically, and addiction to buying cheep movies / pirating them off line. I love the feeling of having them - the accessibility to them, i think. It's a Collection thing - a habit that i love, let alone encourage in myself. Love me some shopping.
Um, what else....
That's all i've got, really. Past December, at least. I haven't had time to sit and write in about 6 months, which might also be why i'm supper iritable and aggressive all the time. No drawings, now poems, and no new stories (not including the Kaeru stuff, and still we're not writing stuff down). No writing = me not being a happy camper.
That....about sums it up.
Hello?
Working backwards:
I have a apartment in NYC that i'm sub-leasing for the summer, from May till the end of August. It's the size of a shoebox, and i'm living in it with Pat for half of the summer, and it'll be okay if i don't spend that much time in there.
I have a job at Tech Production services for the summer, where i'll actually be working on things that i want to work on when i grow up and become a real Production Manager.
I was the Technical Director for Tartuffe (it was in rep with The Miser). They were modern-ized, and my show went off without a hitch, and i loved every sleep depriving, stress fulled, head bashing second of it.
My mother had some major surgery to save her life, in which they cut her open and took out part of her intestines. She's okay now - better then she was when that happened - and is on her way to full recovery. She needs surgery again when they have to fix some things inside of her up again. She'll be fine, when everything is said and done, and that's all that matters really.
We got an apartment in Alumnai - me, my two apt. mates from this year, and a underclassman with some intiresting medical condtions that managed to get us the apt. I have my own room. It's a little extra, but IT'S MY OWN ROOM.
I turned 21 in December. I don't feel different - a little off kilter, currently, but not any different. I keep thinking that my birthdays will mean something, like a shit in my personality or thinking, but that crap always seems to happen on days that really don't matter.
The grinding unnecessary bullshit of this place is stating to crack me. This happens every year - once the summer starts, it faces, but thank God that I'll be a senior next year. Review is looming around the corner - but it's not like i have much to talk about. Review will be about the Reps, and seeing as that's all i have to show for the semester, so I'm not to worried about it the prep this year for it at all. Once this opera is over, I'll be all over review shit like white on rice. And once that crap is over, I'll finally have a minute to dork around.
I have a new addiction to movies. More specifically, and addiction to buying cheep movies / pirating them off line. I love the feeling of having them - the accessibility to them, i think. It's a Collection thing - a habit that i love, let alone encourage in myself. Love me some shopping.
Um, what else....
That's all i've got, really. Past December, at least. I haven't had time to sit and write in about 6 months, which might also be why i'm supper iritable and aggressive all the time. No drawings, now poems, and no new stories (not including the Kaeru stuff, and still we're not writing stuff down). No writing = me not being a happy camper.
That....about sums it up.
Hello?