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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Okay, after that impressive morning, I'm not doing so hot now. I'm really quite tired...

But my Movement presentation went well... my final structured improv with Aubrey went well... and those are two classes that are finished now. No finals or anything, so that's really nice.

Okay. I'm a dork. This morning, while I was shaving in the shower, I cut my armpit. Yeah, my armpit. And it bled quite profusely for quite some time. And now, when I'm sweating, it stings.

I told you I was a dork. I mean, who does these things? I don't know... just me, I think.

I had a very interesting revelation about my Movement class/final project today at lunch. I'll write about it when I have a little more time and a little more inspiration. I have a feeling that, as cool as it is, it wouldn't be all that interesting at this particular moment in time.

One more actual day of classes left. I'm pretty much finished on Wednesday. Three more presentations: my Voice assignment, my final scene, and one more show of Everyman on Thursday night. Then, finals. I need this semester to be over. I need a bit of a break. I need Jen to come for a while.

Although where I'm going from here, I'm not sure. Summer? Still nicely up in the air. Fall? Well, at least that's somewhat stable. But every job opportunity seems to be falling flat on its face, and I don't know why. All these doors are closing on me, and I'm looking for the open one, but I'm not finding it yet.
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