Heals The Original Dryness

Heals The Original Dryness

i am no longer a faerie





it was not vanity that drew her to the mirror;
it was the amazement at seeing her own "I."
-the unbearable lightness of being

1.07.2005

 
...i guess i'm not going to taxi driver tonight
so turns out i'm not the only girl tomas gives crazy mixed signals to and disappears on for no good reason. i guess thats a slight comfort. but it means he's really an asshole and has major relationship issues or something along those lines...

so, in the GOOD NEWS aspect of my life, which still exists and i should focus on it more, i got asked to TA a section of stage combat! which is highly exciting, not that its a paid position or anything, but apparently me and evangeline got asked to TA the two sections because chirstine (the instructor) thought we were the best for the jobs! which is really sweet of her and really cool cause its like that desperatly sought after approval i've been wanting all these year/days. i mean, not huge, but a "you do this really well, come help me teach it" which is all i could ever ask for in the academic world. its like when i was asked by two of my friends to help them study for the broadway musicals class. and then as we were going thru the list of musicals on the syllabus i seriously knew all but one and could say something about it and like give the major background and why its important stuff.
oh! speaking of musicals, in my voice and the actor class, our midterm is to find three songs we would like to sing and "know their history". I (the huge musical geek i am) begin thinking like "send in the clowns, sondheim wrote it in three days, it was the fastest he'd ever written a song. considered the most famous song he's written" or "edilvise, it was the last song hammerstien wrote before he died". but turns out she ment just the "whats it from, where in the plot is it, who is the character that sings it?" sort of things.
i'm such a dork... *goes and reads her social history of the american musical theatre book* no, actually i'm reading sophie's world right now. its interesting. i found i really couldn't read it on the bus or around people, because its a novel about philosophy, and i get hyper aware of how shallow and trite most people are when i read it in public. so i've made it my bedside reading. safe in the comfort of my own bedroom.
Quoth the Raven  # 11:57 PM
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