Everywhere
I did a lot of thinking today; shocking, I know. I'm not entirely sure what brought it on though...maybe it's because it was my old best friend's birthday today (being the 12th) and it got me thinking about my old life. Hell, I even got out some old Vic tapes that I had made about behind the scenes at Garden, Music Man, Big Band Dinner Dance 2001...so many things. It's strange how much has changed since then, hairstyles included. I watched Cabaret videos tonight too though and it only reinforced how happy I am with my new life, my MacEwan life, the "suite life", if you will. We all need to stay in touch, that much I know for sure.
I also realized that I'm scared about the future; I am SO jealous of our first years because they still have this next year, the most amazing year of their school lives, even though they don't realize it yet because they haven't lived it yet. I know that they're all excited to go back, but they don't realize just how amazing this next year is, how swiftly it passes and how lucky they are to be going back. I'm scared...seriously. And I'm honestly not scared all that often because I'm usually one hell of an optimist. I really don't think that I got that Concrete Theatre job, just because of how stupidly swift the read was. I regret it. I almost regret doing it; they told me that they really liked me at Emerge, but I hated my audition for them. Maybe next year.
This sounds lame, but thank goodness for Starbucks. The partners at my store always light up my day...but that doesn't stop me from thinking...about a lot...2 months and 2 days for example (now I'm counting this blog as being on the 13th). You do the math. I wish the "2 months" part would disappear.
I am without a cell phone;
I lost it at Footloose (which was amazing, by the way).
I did get one drunken text on the 9th that surprised me though...
You're everywhere to me.
Just in case you were curious.
I also realized that I'm scared about the future; I am SO jealous of our first years because they still have this next year, the most amazing year of their school lives, even though they don't realize it yet because they haven't lived it yet. I know that they're all excited to go back, but they don't realize just how amazing this next year is, how swiftly it passes and how lucky they are to be going back. I'm scared...seriously. And I'm honestly not scared all that often because I'm usually one hell of an optimist. I really don't think that I got that Concrete Theatre job, just because of how stupidly swift the read was. I regret it. I almost regret doing it; they told me that they really liked me at Emerge, but I hated my audition for them. Maybe next year.
This sounds lame, but thank goodness for Starbucks. The partners at my store always light up my day...but that doesn't stop me from thinking...about a lot...2 months and 2 days for example (now I'm counting this blog as being on the 13th). You do the math. I wish the "2 months" part would disappear.
I am without a cell phone;
I lost it at Footloose (which was amazing, by the way).
I did get one drunken text on the 9th that surprised me though...
You're everywhere to me.
Just in case you were curious.

1 Comments:
Hey girl...what happening???
Email me or something...you've disappeared off of my planet.
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