Oh....the Pain

So I started working out again 2 days ago because I noticed a slight weight gain which caused me to freak out. Anyway, I am in PAIN. It has been about 6 months so getting back into it is rough, but I am LOVING the feeling of pain....it means something is working. Besides, I want to look good for Evita.

Still waiting to hear on comps.....and waiting....and waiting....and...well...you get the idea.

Decisions, Decisions

So I;ve been having the shakes all day. If I were a crack addict this would make sense. Maybe it was grading papers for six hours that did it. Well, I got a call the day after my Evita audition and was offered the role of Che. This has been a tough decision for me. On the one hand, I have done the part before in what was an ok production. On the other hand, I need the exposure and this promises to be a better production...I hope. While the theatre has offered to cover my gas expenses I feel like there is a reason why I shouldn;t do it, but more reasons why I should. I seem to be torn between progress and being faithful to my volunteer hours at the high school, which seems rather ridiculous since I want out of here. I keep telling myself that it is a short run and I probably wo;nt have as many rehearsals. I guess i will hold off on freaking out until I see the schedule and know how often I have to be there.

I have decided to set up an Amazon wish list for X'mas and Birthdays because I am tired of people asking me what I want, or getting lame-ass gifts that I could do nothing with. There are only so many mugs filled with candy that one can have.

It's Over, Part 2

Ok, first of all, watched Buffy tonight...and whoa....Spike and Buffy have sex. YIKES!!!! This adds a new twist.

Well, Side Show ended on Sunday and it was really sad to see it go. I went back to the theatre on Monday to pick up the program I left behind and it hwas very sad to see the set demolished and the new show in rehearsal. I found that I miss the NY peeps more than I could imagine. This is the first show in a long time where I have felt the cast was like a family (give or take a bastard child). I really hope I see many of them again.

I went all the way to Sarasota (a long ass drive) to audition for a semi-equity production of Evita. Seems odd since it was a year ago I did the show. It is a rather long drive, but I need more exposure and more work if I really want to go full-time with this. I just need to get the hell out of dodge.

It's Oooooooooooooooooooooover!

Well, when I got home last night, I tried to do some last minute studying and just gave up. Then I woke up this morning (after having ANOTHER bad comps exam dream) in a panic and refreshed my memory on some things. I was fine until I got to school and got in the room, then the anxiety set in, Mostly because I had to sit there with the test in front of me waiting until everyone else got their test, and also because I brought the wrong paper...lined with holes instead of without. So we begin. I take the test out and I don;t even bother reading all the sections I signed up for. I didn;t want to worry about one section while trying to write on another. SO go to my best area....and read the questions....and I;'m like....hmmm...ok.....so I write. I go to the next one.....same thing. I was like....nooo. SO I look over the test and I could answer one question in EVERY section. I was excstatic. Still nervous, but relieved. I took the entire 4 hours. My hand HURTS so much. I started cramping towards the end (no breaks) and was praying to get the thing done so I could rest my hand. After four hours, and 7 essays, I ended up with 42 pages, the longest essay being 9 pages, and the shortest being five. I am just glad it is all over, even if I failed it, I am glad it is over. I am not even going to worry about the grade, which I have to wait three weeks to find out about. Altho I really hope I passed it so I don;t have to worry about it. First commps, then thesis, then the green card. Woo hoo!

Day of Doom

No this is not some apocalyptic message. Today is the comprehenseive exams. Gulp. Here I gooooooooooo....

On a good, the visa numbers have gone up to 5400...woo hooo...only 1293 to go. :):):):):)

And then there Was One

So Sara is not taking the comps this semester because of an incomplete grade in a class she had almost a year ago, so it will be lil ol me and some others. Rather frightening and I actually considered the possibility of postponing as well, but then I thought what the hell. If I take it now and pass I have nothing to worry about next semester, and if I fail, then I can take it next semester and just build on what I already know. I am not into the embarassment bullshit so it won't matter if I do fail the first time around. I hav a wealth of information, it is all a matter of keeping everyting in order. I have about six sample tests and I can answer almost all the questions from each section I would be tested on. Now let;s hope that the questions I get are as easy as those and as easy as the one;s Harmonie had.

Today is my Old and Middle English study day which will be interrupted by my night class and then seeing COuntryside's play. Surprisingly, what should be the hardest to study for is turning out to be th eeasiest because of the dirth of work in the period and because I surprisingly remember a lot of stuff. There is not much they can ask on outside of Arthurian romances, Beowulf, Gawain, and Second Sheperd's

My God...I have officially bored myself and my reader(s).

Wake Up!

So I officially had my first dream (nightmare?) about comps last night. It was soooooo odd. First of all it was Thursday and I was studying then for some reason I realized it was actually Friday and I only had 1 hour left to study for my last area, but it took so long getting to school that I had to take the exam. And when I got the test, I didn;t know any of the answers to the first section. The second section was a multiple choice section, and the third looked like a chinese menu where you had to choose your favorite dish. I got so frantic I left the test to find one of the professors to ask them if it was really this easy, and he said, "Well, what do you think?" And then I woke up......I have noooooooooo clue what any of that means. And now back to studying I go. Today's area: Victorian Lit. My weakest area and the only one I have never had a class in. This will be my undoing. Bullshit artist anyone?

Something Trying to Say Something

So again NY gets hit with a plane, and I ask myself whether I should make the move or not....the answer is....yes. As crazy as that may sound, I am not giving up a goal or dream for fear. If it;s gonna happen, it;s gonna happen. Besides, I got another year before I can even make the move so who knows what will happen.

I spent all day today seriously studying for my Brit. Romanticism section of my comps. My mind is swimming. I don't know anyone who could know enough about this are, let alone 7 of them, to be able to answer any question they throw at you. The good thing is that you have 3 or 4 options in each category, but still. Those questions had sure as hell be general enough to answer. Sigh....back to Wordsworth, Keats, and Shelley I go.

ARGH!

Brain....leaking....no thoughts left.....must....have....answers!!!!

So the deadly date of my comps are coming up...this Friday to be exact. I procrastinated in studying and have been making mad rushes to ingest as much info as possible, and it seems ot be working. The shitty part is that the department voted to do away with the exams starting next semester....whoop dee fucking doo for those of us taking it this semester. But I figured whatever doesn;t kill me, makes me stronger. And if nothing else, I;ll have a damn good handle on 7 literary areas.

Side Show is going great. Love the cast! Love the show! Love the experience! I want NY now! It is amazing how cheap apartments are now inlight of recent events, not only that, but the contacts I made with this show should give me a good start. I just want the hell out of here and away from the insanity in my environments.

Well this was short, not like anyone reads this blogs other than the prying eyes of my beloved family . . I am sure I will catch hell for that one.