About Bloody Time
The title to this post has to be said in an English accent or else the effect is completely lost.
So it has been a very long time since my last post and I apologize, I was good there for like two weeks and then it all went to pot. Anyway, the semester is off and rolling and I do not understand how I can possibly be as busy as I have been these last few weeks. I frankly find it a little ridiculous. As a senior, I find myself cast in multiple shows, while my workload is approaching the point of back breaking while I am trying to start my life so that I'm not caught off guard by the real world in five months when I graduate.
I'm also in a show right now that has been a little frustrating. I'm in the ensemble of Much Ado About Nothing, and I am doing nothing in the show, except move set pieces. That is actually an exaggeration, I'm essentially an extra in all the group scenes (there are four of us) and so I am given free reign to do whatever I want in those scenes, which is kind of fun, because I'm having a lot of fun with the freedom.
But then we are being called for full rehearsals because they need us to move the set in between scenes. A waste of my time. I had a slight breakdown when I was supposed to have Thursday night off, and on wednesday night I got an email telling me I had been added to the rehearsal schedule because they wanted to work scene changes. For what Emerson stage is (the production wing of the performing arts department) I wouldn't mind moving the set for the show if they taught me all the changes during tech (when it's supposed to happen) and didn't waste five of my nights a week teaching me something I will have to relearn when we get the actual set during tech.
I got really frustrated by it this week because I was falling so far behind on my work, and I had so many things I needed to get done (like grocery shop, which I hadn't done for three weeks, per lack of time) and then I ended up coming down with an allergy attack/cold, and that just didn't make matters any better. I'm also a little overwhelmed by my schedule because I don't have any days to sleep in, and I'm getting to bed so late. I work any morning I'm not at class, so I've not been getting adequate amounts of rest this week either.
BUT, today was my first full day off since I got back to Boston! And I have been so productive! I went to the gym, and then I ran some errands, and then I got back and ran to the store so that I would have the rest of the day off to recharge. I have no intention of staying up past 10 tonight (not that I have the last two nights)
So I think I am also anxious because graduation is coming up. It's all subconscious because I am mentally extremely stoked for graduating, and especially after weeks like I had I can't wait to be out of Emerson. But I think underneath I am a little scared. But the uncertainty of the future is part of the adventure of graduating, so I still maintain a positive outlook on the whole thing.
I got to see David last weekend too (finally). He came up a week ago last wednesday and then got to stay until early sunday morning. I hadn't seen him for over a month which is the longest I had ever gone without seeing him in the almost two years we have been together. It was a wonderful recharge to see him again. But then I had a small cry when he left, and I think that launched me into the overly emotional world I have occupied over the last week.
So, this is a completely different topic. Shrek opened on broadway at the end of last year, and I REALLY want to see it, and with free time earlire this morning I was online and found some bootlegs of the show, and I stumbled upon this one song that I am obsessing over, it's call "Who I'd Be" and Shrek sings it at the very end of act 1, and it's so pretty and then the lyric touches me.
Or I could be a poet
And tell a different story
One that tells of glory
and wipes away the lies
And to the skies I'd throw it
The stars would do the telling
The moon would help with spelling
And night would dot the i's.
I'd write a verse, recite a joke
With perfect wit and timing
Confess my heart with all I yearn
And do it all while rhyming.
You all may not appreciate it, but this is the kind of poetic lyric that I really love. I love imagery above all other linguistic devices because of the bright colors of emotion that they evoke from my imagination.
I hope this works, I'm gonna try and post the video
Enjoy yall.
That's all for now, I'm going to go attack Brisingr (I'm onto the third!)
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