"READ TO ME! I NEED TO KNOW!--

but they can't hear her from where she is, and from where she is, she can't turn the page. From where she is, the page-- her paper-thin future-- is infinitely heavy."
~Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer

My life has exploded in activity. Comparing it to a month ago, I don't recognize it. Who is this person who dashes from bed to class to work to class to rehearsal to audition to performance to bed? She has hardly any time to crack open Everything Is Illuminated, she doesn't get enough sleep, and (gasp!) she hasn't watched a movie in almost three weeks! Unthinkable. It's been stressful, but it's been the good kind. I love that my stress is coming from being in two shows at once. At this very moment, I should be reading my Biology homework, but there has been so much which has evaded this blog due to my time constraints that I can't bear to let it go any longer.

I moved to my new house. I was sad to let my sister's apartment go; it had been a very peaceful and comfortable abode. But as Melanie's family forced their way in, (which of course they had every right to do), I had no time to be sentimental. I simply had to get all of my stuff out of there and clean the place between my time at work and rehearsal. I immediately hated my new place. I realized that I had been very optimistic in my first inspection of the house and imagined it to be far better than it was. I spent several days in limbo as I had no time to unpack, and the girls who had lived here previously were still camping out in the living room. I was miserable not having a wee space to call my own. I resorted to playing music from my weak computer speakers simply so I could fill the empty space with something familiar. But as I spent a couple of hours here in the daylight, I realized that the place wasn't so bad. Yes, there's mold in the bathroom, the kitchen is disgusting, my windows are broken, and whoever decorated this place before had absolutely no taste. But there's a tree outside my window which dapples my carpet with leafy shadows and whispers to me through the wind. The bathroom on the main floor makes me feel like I've stepped into the '20's. I have a balcony which is perfectly suited to serenades. There's plenty of space. My closet contains a secret compartment in which I'll leave a remembrance of myself when I leave for someone to discover in years to come. And with some patience and money on my part, I can one day make this house a pretty attractive place to live. The house feels much more mine now than it was three weeks ago, though I still haven't finished unpacking, nor do I have any pictures on the wall.

Macbeth has turned out pretty well. I was extremely anxious about all of the design elements coming together, but it worked out in the end. I also wish we (the cast in general) weren't quite so nice and polite, since we're wearing pretty rough clothing. But I'm confident in my recommendations of the show, and I am confident in my participation. I've really enjoyed working on this show. I love my cast and crew, I've learned a lot, and it has resulted in work I am proud of. I think it's my favorite production since high school.

I can't believe school has started again. Summer ended so quickly, and without any kind of farewell amidst my flurry of activity. I have never been so reluctant to go back to school as I was this year. I blame that on my lack of acting classes. I'm only taking three G.E.s (Biology, New Testament, and HEPE online), and then getting credit for Macbeth and Hamlet. Hopefully, this semester will be pretty easy. Because of work, I didn't really have time to add another class, and 3 G.E.s are more than enough for me at one time. I was also cast in A Generation Raised in Propriety. It's being done again, with a different director of course. My audition wasn't the greatest, so I was really nervous. I really invested myself in Marie last year, and I would have hated seeing someone else play that role-- I would have felt violated. But I was offered the role again! I'm really excited for it. Morag has shortened it into a one-act, and hopefully it won't require that much time to put it together. I also just auditioned for The Two Gentlemen of Verona. I really like this play and desparately want to be a part of it. I think the audition went alright, so we'll see. Do you think I'm getting tired of Shakespeare? Not a chance.

I wrote a few weeks ago that I just wanted a week where everything seemed to be going right. Well, I've certainly experienced that. Not this week, but in my recent past, things certainly have seemed to be falling into place. It was so incredible, I was half-expecting some tragedy to occur any moment. Things certainly aren't perfect, but I like where things are heading. I guess you just have to hold tight and wait, just keep doing what you're doing, and eventually the skies will clear up for you. I'm pretty apprehensive about when this lucky streak will end. Too bad I can't get a vague weather forecast for my life.

There is something which isn't going as I would like, but I happen to feel that this is the way it should be for now. So, though it kind of stinks for me, I guess I'll just have to live with it.