I got back to Boston last night. It was an uneventful enough of a bus ride back, and Colleen came over and we watched Muppet Treasure Island, but by halfway through the movie I was so exhausted I secretly just needed it to end so I could go to bed.
All day I have felt really low energy too, thus have gotten very little done. But I'm still getting over whatever it was that I had and I think that is where most of my energy has been going. I mean there seems to be no other logical reason why I got a full night's sleep and then took an hour and a half log nap today and am still wanting just to go to bed. But alas I can't, I have rehearsal tonight. That is going to be funny. It's for the four man quartet that I'm in, which is better than a dance rehearsal at least. I'm really hoarse from coughing so I won't exactly sound great, but I wouldn't be able to dance at all.
I'm really kind of sad today, but that is to be expected. The day after I've seen David has never been a very fun one for me, so I can't expect to be in the best mood after I got to spend a whole week with him. I see him again next weekend though, I'm going down again to see his parents who will be in town, and then the next week he's up to see me because we will be celebrating two years! So there's a silver lining.
Side note, coughing sucks.
I'm trying to make my dinner right now, but frankly eating does not appeal to me yet. I haven't gotten any of my apetite back from being sick, and I just want to curl up and fall asleep, why must rehearsal do this to me!
Another fun note, this morning when I got dressed I put my shirt on inside out. It is still inside out.
I really want to be able to dance tomorrow in class, but I know I can't do that. I think I should probably just not bring any dance stuff with me to make sure I don't try, because I would.
I'm told it's really nice out today...I wouldn't know.
This has been very disjointed. Thus shall be it's end.
So for those of you who haven't already heard, this spring break has not been very kind to me. I'm gonna give yall a play by play.
So I got into New York last Saturday, the bes down was uneventful, Ross Danielle and I were all on it, some complany makes the trip go faster. That night we went to sushi a go-go up by lincoln center and then we got to see shrek the musical. I'm a little bit obsessed with it now, I loved it. The set is unbelievable, as David put it, it defies all logic of space, because there were so many different sets and they were all so big, I don't know where they were all stored. But the show was great and it was a fun first night in new york. I also had my first taste of pinkberry (which is a frozen yogurt place where it's actually yogurt that they freeze and then they have fresh fruit toppings, delicious).
Sunday we had a fairly quiet day but then invite some people over that night to watch a musical (we ended up going with high school musical 3, the right decision) but by the time the movie started u was starting to feel a little off, and my energy was really low, and when the movie ended I had to go straight to bed, and I felt a bit party pooperish, but I just didn't want to get sick.
That night I slept until 3:30 in the morning, and when I woke up I felt horrible, I was freezing so I'd put the covres on then I'd be burning up. My entire body ached, my head was throbbing my sinuses were acting up and I was really dizzy. I never managed to fall back asleep, I was in too much discomfort.
This is where our story takes a tur for the worse, propelled in that direction by a few poor choices on my part.
Monday I stayed in for the morning, but I was going to meet a friend of mine from Circle for lunch around 2 in the village. David being the sweetest guy in the entire world left work early (like several hours early) to meet me and make sure I was okay. I was feeling a lot better by this point which is why I allowed myself outside and into the city.
Lunch was fun, after my friend got there...50 minutes late. Regardless David and I got time together and that was perfect too. Afterward we came back uptown and stopped at the store and a Duane Read, but we had to cut both shopping experiences short because I was actually falling when I tried to walk. So we finished that, came home and david made us a delicious meal.
That night I didn't sleep very well again, and I felt much worse in the morning. I called my momma to make sure I would die or anythig, and she interviened and made sure I got some gatorade and soup in me. So Ross came uptown to help take care of me, which was very nice of him, because I have only been half aware of anything around me this week and I also look like hell. So he got me said gatorade and soup and finally a thermometer as well. This was when we realized I was running a fever, of about 102 degrees. Yay spring break.
The res of the day I rested and drank fluids and took tylenol and did nothing else, and by that night I was feeling a lot better, so...we went to see a show. In hind site yes that was a horrible choice, but i don't regret it. I haven't seen half as much as I wanted to this break to begin with, so we saw the revival of Hair, which is still in previews.
This production is really great. I don't particularly care for the show, I think it is incredibly self indulgent and consequently I usually feel very left out, like the actors are doing the show for themselves and i just happen to be there, and I still feel that way, but the energy, the voices, a few performances, the set everything were really powerful and I really enjoyed it. There were even two Emerson grads in it who graduated my freshman year, so we got to talk to them and that was exciting as well.
We came home, I went to bed, I was exhausted. The I woke up on Wednesday feeling just as bad as the day before. I refused to leave the apartment, I just wanted to get better. I stayed in all day and tried to be as good as I could, and David is so sweet, he has been taking off as much time as he can to be with me and help me get better. So he kept me company and we got to just spend some time together wednesday night.
Thursday morning I woke up feeling almost even worse, my fever was still around 101.5 and I pretty much started crying, because I've been trying so hard to get better, my spring break I haven't done almost anything I wanted to, and David and I haven't gotten to g out and d almost anything because of my stupid sickness. So he calmed me down, told me everything was alright, and that I couldn't fight him on it anymore, we were going to the doctor.
So he found a wlk in doctor service, ver convenient actually at a Duane Read (it isn't part of Duane Read, it is the New York walk in medical center, there're a few of them) and I was the first person there when they opened, so they saw me and did and examination pretty quickly and gave me a perscription.
The rest of the day I stayed at home because I felt worse yesterday than I have the rest of the week. But I woke up tday feeling a little bit better. I can tell some of my sinuses are clearing and my temp is down to 99 land. Progress!
This spring break would have been unbearable if it wasn't for David (and ross too, thank you ross). He has been so sweet and taken such good care of me, especially since I'm such a baby when I get sick. He has made me soup, calmed me down, take me to the doctor, taken my temperature, and not made one complaint about how pretty much everything has been about me these last few days. He is such a special guy yall.
The silver lining (which David found for me in this situation) is that he and I get to spend extra time just the two of us, and that is really special as well.
So I go back to Boston tomorrow, I really hope I'm feeling substantially better by then or else that ride is going to be HELL.
Love you all, and I hope you aren't sick too.
This succubus of a show is finally over. I am so glad. In the end I actually had fun when we got to the performances. This show was a bitch of a show, a little over 3 hours and 15 minutes (almost 3 and a half hours on opening). We have gotten some pretty good response for the show, and I'm glad of that, but I'm more glad that it is over.
Once we started running the show in full over and over we all got into a rhythm which made the show much easier to endure (it was over three hours that i ahd to sit through, over and over). Saturday was a long day when we had to go through the show twice in one day, and then yesterday we had a matinee performance followed by strike and then we immediately went to our first rehearsal for Best Little Whorehouse.
I think that it was a little mean of them to call us for a rehearsal after a show and strike, and what's more they held us in rehearsal until 11, so it made for an incredibly long day. But I had a lot of fun at Whorehouse, I think that show is going to be a lot of fun. First of all, the show is just a fun show (granted it has a sad end, but I'm not really involved in any of the sad stuff) so that's fun for me. Also, when in the ensemble of a musical, you get to do so much more than a made up ensemble character in a shakespeare show.
I'm actually involved in a lot more of the show than I thought I would be, but I think it is all going to be very fun, and then I love the entire cast, it's a whoel bunch of people I like to spend time with, and what is more as we are coming into the end of our senior year, I am really glad that I get to spend some fun time with my friends at rehearsal.
Today I got really lucky though, We had a heavy snow storm all night, and it has started up again, and so class was canceled and the school has been closed all day. I was so happy when I woke up and saw I got to go right back to sleep. I have laid low all day, took a long shower, napped, read, finally got to talk to my parents and did laundry. I really kind of need to get to the store, but in this weather, that ain't gonna happen. Also spring break is in a few days, and as I am going to be at rehearsals every night this week I probably won't be eating much at home anyway.
This last week was a really strange week. We had a day and a half where the weather was really nice and warm, and I (along with a few other people in my studio) had a minor panic attack because it made it feel so much like spring, and it was an unwanted wake up call to how close we are to the end of school. Also opening night, I decided not to go into one of my classes so that I could sleep in since I was so run down, but that just allowed me a day all alone to think, which isn't always the most healthy thing.
My mind set got much better and more positive after the show opened, but I was really down there for a couple of days, and I expect that that is going to be a theme this spring. I was talking to my dad real quickly about this earlier, how I want to have as much fun as I can this semester but when I am constantly worried about what is going to happen in 2 and a half months I can't help but just feel anxious all the time.
One person I talked to really calmed me down about all this, and my worries for the summer. She graduated last year and we were tlaking about how I'm freaking out about what I'm going to do this summer and she was telling me that she thinks that it is a good idea to think of this summer as my time and to do what I think I need for myself in order to be ready come the fall for New York. It doesn't make much sense to move there yet, because it isn't exactly audition season until September or late august, and so freeing my mind form the need of accomplishing something this summer has been good for my mental state, and now david and I are discussing what we think would be good options.
Hmm what else, I really can't think of what else is going on in the wide world of Garrett Bell, I'm just cruising through on the roller coaster of my life going on dips and loops at the ride's discretion and have very little control over the direction I'm goin at the moment.
I'm really excited for Whorehouse rehearsals to really get underway though.
Love to all!
