Mon, Sept. 15
... Kiss away your fears
So. Yesterday afternoon, I went with
Logan to an audition for "Jesus Christ Superstar." He was auditioning, and I would have loved to, but my schedule just won't allow it this semester, but I was there as his accompanist. So, he goes through the audition, and does an amazing job, and the director had all kinds of amazing things to say to him, and then, just as we're leaving, the director says to me, "I want to talk to you for a minute."
So he says that I'm a talented musician, and asks if I want a place in the orchestra! So. It looks like I'll be playing keyboards in it. I wish I could be in the chorus, but I just can't commit the time, and the orchestra doesn't have to be there until later on in the rehearsal process.
It'll be a lot of fun, though. It'll look good on my acting/theatrical resume, and it'll be a good experience. And one of these days I'll actually do a musical onstage, not in the tech realm of things!
I can't believe that Lynsae's wedding is in 5 days. Awww... we've come a long ways from the days of our boy problems during our first year in dorms.
That was such a fun year, though. She was a great roommate to have, and I've been so blessed to have her in my life for the past three years, even though she hasn't been as big a part of it lately. She's still one of those friends that's always part of your life, no matter what. I could go to her now with as many concerns and as much intimacy and confidence as I could 3 years ago, when we lived together, and when we spent every day together.
We're all growing up so much. It's been a long time since we were a bunch of scared, excited, apprehensive 18-year-olds, moving out of the house for the first time, and trying to assert our independence in every way possible. We learned a lot that first year. That was such a huge part of what shaped me and made me the woman I am now.
And speaking of naive, idealistic 18-year-olds leaving the house, my sister leaves for 8 months in Sweden tomorrow morning. Wow. I can't believe she's old enough to be doing that. But then, I never thought I'd say this, but she's grown up a lot in the past year. We get along so much better than we did when we were kids. And a big part of that is that we don't live together. I know that's a major factor in our getting along-ness.
I feel really old. It can't have been that long ago that I was starting my first year, and now I'm planning my fourth-year showcase.
I talk about that (the whole fourth-year thing) a lot, don't I? Yeah. I thought so.
One year ago today: It was weird... but the feeling of safety came when one person came into my dream. Before that, I was embarrassed, mortified, and scared, and then, I felt like it was all okay. The details of the rest of the dream are blurry, and it doesn't really even matter, because I think that it just became one of my twisted, warped dreams. The important thing is that safe feeling. It was... unique.
infinite || abyss
posted at 10:42 p.m.
