Please Stay The Same...

No acting. No pretense. Decide who you are and be that person. Don't change for other people...be true to who you really are. If you don't, the other side of you will show up, maybe unintentionally, and it will be very confusing. Trust me. Just pick one version of you and stay true to that version. Some people will like it, some people might not - but don't conform to what you think SHOULD be said or SHOULD happen at one time or another; don't force another version of you to surface just to make the situation "perfect"...whatever "perfect" may be. Be you so that people can take you for who you are and can easily base their friendship and feelings towards you...the real you that is always there...not a mask. Beeeeee yourself. Please stay the same.


French Vanilla coffee from Sev isn't nearly as good as their Spiced Pumpkin Latte.
(Though I'm sure Second Cup's version is delightful).
Yesterday, Thursday and Friday the cat tripped over his balls.
Just in case you were curious.

Everybody Dance Now

Maybe things are coming full circle...? Actually, I think that's the wrong phrase to use. Instead, maybe things are coming back to bite me in the ass. That's kind of like a full circle. Maybe not, but maybe yes all the same. I'd like to know though.
Congrats on LazziPalooza everyone - who knew we were all so funny?
Headshots today went very well - I'm quite excited to see everyone's.
Back to the circle though. I hate being so busy, that's for sure, but I'm glad at how I'm handling things right now because I feel like I'm getting my priorities straight even though it's impeding on my social time outside of GMac. But sacrifices have to be made and I'd rather they be small ones than ones that affect my schoolwork. Second years have it better and worse than first years, I've decided, but better on most accounts. No theory, that's a very big bonus, as well as getting to do shows throughout the year. However, that also poses a bit of a strain on everything else because we still have so much to do in class. I'm always looking forward to rehearsals though and I'm not bored in the slightest. But still, things outside of school aren't the way they used to be, but things change, right? Besides, I had the whole summer to do what I wanted, and I did, so now it's back to working my butt off at this place that, for some reason, they call a school. Usually school implies doing too much homework and being bored out of your mind and writing tests all the time and never having any fun. Not the case, however....which is why it doesn't even feel like work to be doing what I'm doing. And I love it. Still, I can't help but feel jealous at times of my friends that aren't in school and get to go out every night...but that can get boring and once in a while is just enough for me for right now. I'd still like to see everyone though. And I feel badly for not doing so. But, again, too much going on to fit everything in at the moment. But that will change....eventually...



Dried mango is SO good.
Just in case you were curious.

...On An Ordinary Sunday

Have you ever been surrounded by a group of friends and decided to not watch TV or a movie while you're all hanging out? I highly suggest it. It's odd that more often than not, we resort to watching television or being on the computer or playing video games when one of our friends is over, and then we have random sparatic conversations while we're busy doing one of those things. But try eliminating electronic devices and just sit down and talk, or play guitar, or want to be Bob Dylan but realize all that you have is your plastic recorder from elementary music class and you can only play an open chord on the guitar (which I have patented and made my own, thank you very much). As we were sitting around last night, being total dweebs - and loving every minute of it - I said "Wow. So this is what we do. What a weird way to spend our time". Only to be answered with "Well, it's a lot more healthy than watching TV". I wholeheartedly concur. It's fun to depend on nothing but the randomness of conversation to get you through an evening. After a while, it doesn't even feel like a struggle to come up with the strangest things to talk about, and believe you me, last night, we talked about some pretty strange things. Also, you eventually put down the guitar and the recorder and you stop playing the piano ( after a great deal of laughing, I might add) and just sit with the fireplace on and off and on and then off again and the company of great people who are all equally as full and exhausted as you are from eating way too much turkey and having a very nice portion of wine/bailey's/schmirnoff sour apple vodka.
It's a lot more interesting to listen to the world without background noise, I think, and therefore, more interesting to listen to your friends without a computer or a TV to distract you. Even something as simple as turning down the radio in the car, or even turning it off, while your with friends. You learn a lot because you're able to talk; there's no out and no distraction. I like that.
What a wonderful thanksgiving.

I had 2 pieces of pie right after I had breakfast today.
Just in case you were curious.

That Thing

Happy New Year, first of all. (Jewish New Year for all those who are looking at the screen with a puzzled look on their faces). It's a good thing that I started the new year off right...I went to services for about an hour before school and then Jay and I did a Comedy on the Edge skit about a promo video for a concentration camp. Good thing my mom wasn't there. Good thing my Rabbi wasn't there. Good thing it's almost Yom Kippur and I can repent for it next week. (Yom Kippur is the holiest day of the Jewish year where we fast for a whole day and spend that day in services apoligizing to God for being awful people and promising to be better in this new year). This new year, I plan to eat better and excercise more...no more feeling semi-gross for me. It just sometimes gets so hard in the day to find time to work out, especially when I'm effin exhausted. But, we do pilates and have dance class, so that and the gym and doing pilates at home should be good enough. I don't know why we are obsessed with our weight...I know we all are, even if it's very internal for some of us. But why? I have great friends of all sizes and I love them all equally, and they feel the same about me. I don't know why we fixate so much on our weight when we are already as lucky as we all are. We're healthy, except for the occasional weird headache, paralyzed lower back and excrutiating back pain and crazy scary "chest pains". But really, we're all healthy....95% of the time. Yet most of us feel the need to be smaller or more toned or just be different somehow. I don't know if it's for our own comfort or happiness, or a means to impress people. More than likely a little from column A and a little from column B.

Not mad at all anymore, so I thought I should change my blog from being all unhappy to one that is...well...just there. So here it is. And that's really all I have to say.

Breathe.
Just in case you were curious.