the last minute study thing

Woke late (as per usual), did laundry, piddled away at studying for comm theory.  Nonchalantly went to the film final, where we received heavy news that left me feeling odds dialectics and left me at a loss for how to respond.  Spent the night with Connie house-sitting, where I was up until 5 am studying for comm theory and then watching The Celebration--which was delightfully awful to watch (especially at 4 am). 

last minute prepping

10-Minute Play Festival was all that was on my mind as we prepared for tech rehearsal.  Full tech was awesome, followed by a stressful comm theory group meeting that left Dusty and I in the barn at 1 am finishing a paper and prepping for our presentation...

a typical wednesday

that includes class, rehearsal, and MeTV.  not much socializing, not much free time.  read a chapter on gender and film, and while it didn't give me much insight into what i want to study for my thesis, it did help me gain a broader knowledge of the conversation. 

end of semester blues

started this morning aware that i had not accomplished nearly as much as i should have for the rest of the week to be as restful as i would like, but was determined not to feel bad in light of the opportunity to spend time with friends.  classes were normal, although a comment made during directing sent me into rage that overshadowed the rest of the day.  dinner with mike yankoski (author of "Under the Overpass") was just what i expected (again, i fulfilled my role of "that girl who talks a lot", though i think it helped us as a group get away from that awkward, "no one knows what to say because we're strangers and you're here for this one purpose of talking about your book, which is kinda professional, but we want to connect too, which is kinda personal, so why is this so forced" conversation), then off to forensics late where the pressure was just added on, then MeTV script writing, then mini-breakdown in front of the suities.  oh, the end of the semester drag...

i love new toys

hit the snooze, as i'm likely to do, and ended up sleeping through chapel, though i used the time to look over my script and tweak my forensics speech.  was resentful during classes because they just keep adding MORE WORK which is totally unfair at this point in the game.  afterwards i babysat for the first time since high school, but spent a delightful hour and a half getting to know the kids.  went home and got a new snazzy computer that so far i LOVE, and then fought the rest of the evening to concentrate on homework instead of my new gadget.  i can't help it...did you know it has fingerprint identification?!  and a webcam??  and video making programs? and it looks freaking sweet??

chiseling away

how on earth can teachers possibly be introducing new projects NOW? at this time in the semester? really?!? i've seriously been wishing that i didn't need to sleep, because it would help me get so much more accomplished. tonight i regained some social life--went to the soap opera and then talked with a friend until past midnight, at which time i returned to my room to start on the large pile of insurmountable tasks to complete for tomorrow...

acceptance does not demand perfection

breakfast with audrey at 7:30 (seven-thirty!!!); verbally processed film theory; performed in the story-centered department chapel; lunch with women who care deeply about co-creating stories, investigating them, learning from them, and helping people decipher them; met with directing crew to plan day 2 auditions; intimidating film exam that I was ill-prepared to write (as I have difficulty forming coherent thoughts under a time frame); watched theatre class do ridiculous activities for the benefit of the directing class; dinner alone; task central belden village; suite cuddling; functional perspective on group decision making. wait? didn't i study this before? can't i just turn in those notes again?

generally didn't feel as if i performed to perfection, or even to adequate measures, but that the effort was accepted and recognized by people who are important to me.