These past couple of weeks I suffered, worked, dreaded and even panicked about finals week, but since I am still writing it must be known that I survived. I don't know if I am intact or not, but somehow I was able to get through those treacherous days. After I handled that hurdle I immediately went home to start and finish an even more daunting task.
My plan was to move into my sister's old room, but before doing so I would clean, paint it, move all my furniture into it other than my dresser and trunk, and then paint those as well. Not the same color as the walls of course. I have more style than that even though my own sister questions it constantly... I think it is due to the fact that I took over her old room and replaced the old memories with my own. Which basically means that she was pissed that I wanted to paint the walls. However, it stil needed to be done and if I wasn't going to do it, my mother was. My plan is to finish the project before I go back to college. We'll see how far I get on that.
These past two days I have been in the cities though so no work has been continued on my room for a while. This unexpected trip has been glorious, chaotic, and jam packed with miniature adventures. Yesterday, my friend Lissy, the one I went on my road trip with, and I came down to the twin cities so that she could perform at a 10 year anniversary of Prelude today. While always somehow being a half hour late, we were able to see all her old Perpich friends at Caribou, and meet her cousin and my old roommate Sam for dinner at The Crave in St. Louis Park. We seemed to always be late due to my stupid GPS giving us the wrong directions or not having the restaurant in the system was a challenge, but somehow everything worked our for the best.
Then today, being that friend, who was never in Prelude, was very interesting and amazing to join in on the convention during the day. I must admit that the open arms I was given made me feel right at home even though I can not sing for anything. I mean my voice is okay, but NOTHING compared to their wonderful voices. I was completely aware about how inadequate I am in that department; however, I was able to do a workshop that involved acting. I was up there with a partner doing an improv scene about a customer dining in a restaurant. This was probably the most fun I had in ages. The teacher right in the beginning said "everyone one of you will fail at this, and you will look like a fool, but you will try nonetheless to succeed". Knowing this when my partner and I volunteered second made it even more fun. I was given the chance to try something out without any pressure to be perfect. Being a server, one would think that I would opt for that role, but my partner and I decided to mix things up and I was given the chance to be the customer. The challenge and the critiquing stopped us many a time and made us redo it, mostly to complement me, haha just kidding. The first time stopped I was complemented and made to redo it mostly because the teacher wanted to point it out and see if I could redo it the same way. I succeeded!
There was one thing that really was honed into me today that all three teachers said "Don't follow your dreams, follow your bliss." Do what makes you happy, don't try to reach an ever unreachable goal. That's what I am going to do and doing right now. I found my bliss, now I must pursue it.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Roommates, Dance and Class
The roommate I was complaining about is moving out; however, it wasn't my fault or our other roommate's fault. In fact, I am a failure when it comes to trying to get others to clean up when they are not my family or close friends. I guess I hate conflict too much. Bright side though? I don't have to deal with her slob-like habits or her bitchy attitude anymore! I feel bad for the reason she is leaving and all, but I am happy because she is leaving. This makes me super overjoyed. Now, my other roommate and I have to find another roommate or two, so we talked to a couple friends about it and now there are a bunch of people asking to live with us. It's humbling and amazing to know a lot of people want to live with me, but the having to choose is going to be the worst part of it. Because they all happen to be friends and some are living in terrible situations. Just like I was, so I feel bad and want to say yes, but my other roommate is picky.
Living in this apartment, I must admit hasn't been heaven or even close to it. Before my roommate decided to go back home, I was thinking about moving out because of how miserable I am. I love the school, the town, my friends; however, my living arrangement was a living hell. I was in agony, well I still am, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel now.
Right now is the around the end of the semester and I am starting to freak out, badly. I have this one class that I have no idea if I am even passing, and even though I like the professor, she doesn't understand why I just can't get the right answers. I believe it is because this class frightens me beyond belief. Don't get me wrong, I love the subject but make me remember certain phyla and class names and I am completely lost. I can write about nature quite well and am probably getting an A in my nature writing class, but give me the science of if and it goes right over my head. It's a good thing that I realized early on that I did not want to be a biology major anymore.
Then to really make my life hell, the Dance Ensemble program I am in at my university just had their performances, we had to do three performances within two days, and the whole week before that is what I call tech. week where we have rehearsals and times to figure out the lights and practice. All this happening two weeks before finals. FUN!
It is truly a lot of fun, but I found myself getting sick and being unable to do some assignments this past week which is not fun.
These next couple weeks need to go by very fast because I am in need of a break, pronto! Then instead of relaxing I will do a complete makeover on my bedroom! I am even switching rooms! It will be some great fun and a lot of work, but I am looking forward to this work. I can't wait to have the finished product!
Living in this apartment, I must admit hasn't been heaven or even close to it. Before my roommate decided to go back home, I was thinking about moving out because of how miserable I am. I love the school, the town, my friends; however, my living arrangement was a living hell. I was in agony, well I still am, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel now.
Right now is the around the end of the semester and I am starting to freak out, badly. I have this one class that I have no idea if I am even passing, and even though I like the professor, she doesn't understand why I just can't get the right answers. I believe it is because this class frightens me beyond belief. Don't get me wrong, I love the subject but make me remember certain phyla and class names and I am completely lost. I can write about nature quite well and am probably getting an A in my nature writing class, but give me the science of if and it goes right over my head. It's a good thing that I realized early on that I did not want to be a biology major anymore.
Then to really make my life hell, the Dance Ensemble program I am in at my university just had their performances, we had to do three performances within two days, and the whole week before that is what I call tech. week where we have rehearsals and times to figure out the lights and practice. All this happening two weeks before finals. FUN!
It is truly a lot of fun, but I found myself getting sick and being unable to do some assignments this past week which is not fun.
These next couple weeks need to go by very fast because I am in need of a break, pronto! Then instead of relaxing I will do a complete makeover on my bedroom! I am even switching rooms! It will be some great fun and a lot of work, but I am looking forward to this work. I can't wait to have the finished product!
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