Monday, October 25, 2010

The Bestest of Moments... so far

I can't believe I have been at the U for two months! It really hasn't felt like it. And I'm loving it. So here are a few of my favorite moments.

I've used people's initials, I dunno if it would be a problem to use their names or what have you, but just in case. :)

Free pie with HR.

Walking down the streets of SLC at night doing the cover girl dance with KL and JB followed by Village Inn with AA added to the mix.

The first time I saw TB in his white trash costume followed by my amazing wallflower skills at said white trash party.

The first time HR invited me to her house and then when I realized this was going to be happening more often than not.

Running away and panicking about a bee with ST.

When JB came back to school.

Clue Party!

Unwrapping my birthday present from JWG and seeing that it was a DOCTOR WHO T SHIRT!

Drawing a map of the world in the Union with HR which turned into a picture of a transvestite, the snack that smiles back and a very strangely shaped head with a unibrow.

Having JU as a partner for the statue exercise.

Becoming a Swedish opera singer. Hurdy gurdy Swedish fish.

Getting hugged.

Black tea. Followed by the Giraffe in the Strawberry fiasco as witnessed by SH and HR.

Movie at JB...other JB's house and meeting the CUTEST DOG EVER!

FREAKING out about presenting a ballet combination to my ballet class and actually doing ok.

Making it through Nightmare on 13th with KL and JB.

"I'm your friend!" "THAT'S A LIE!"

Monday, October 18, 2010

The Way of My Life

Hmmm, haven't bloggededed for a while. I should be reading the Way of the World. But ya know...

The Vox Lumiere Phantom of the Opera show I was in went quite well. Besides walking on stage about three songs early the first performance, of course.

I went to my first haunted house. Me! Whodda thunk it? But I went and I got scared and had a blast. I do believe that it has more to do with the people you go with than the actual scary stuff that makes it fun. And I was with some fantabulous musical theater friends who let me invade their personal space when I got freaked.

I went to Vegas with my family. Good times. I saw Phantom and actually really loved it! I forget that I actually DO like Webber's Phantom of the Opera when I see it done as a whole production. I just forget sometimes as I hate the movie and I hate it when people sing it who...can't. As I was sitting there, watching Christine and Raoul sing All I Ask of You, I thought about how I used to watch that part when I was a wee child and just knew that that was what I wanted to do when I grew up. Having grown up on Phantom and Les Miz, I enjoyed the nostalgia more than anything.

AAAAAnd I found THE BEST store EVER! It's the Bettie Page clothing store. Now, I love Bettie Page (I probably shouldn't know who she is...but I do) and I love 50's style dresses and that's what it was. I found this dress:
And I looked GOOD in it. I almost bought it, but didn't want to deal with the crap i would get from my dad. Even my mom and my sister thought it too pricey. Sigh. I should have bought it. Maybe I still will...

Let's see...I saw Angels in America at Salt Lake Acting Company last night. The acting was incredible! I didn't really know what to think of the play itself. I liked it, but I didn't understand it. I think I need to read it AND see the sequel.

Life is pretty good over all. The worst thing that happened was losing my date to the stupid Kappa Barn Dance. Blah, and I was really looking forward to going with him. I do believe I am more upset about this than I thought I was. Oh well, I probably just won't go. And I will find something else to do Friday night.

So yes, that's about it for this week. Laters.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

A Party (AKA standing awkwardly in the corner)

Last year a day in my life was as follows:
I would rise, usually at about 8:50. I would throw on some clothes, maybe brush my hair and run out the door. I would cross the street and arrive at my first class, music theory, at around 9:06. i would sit through the class staring at the teacher not having a clue what the bloody hell she was talking about. Sometimes I would try and focus and understand, sometimes i would just sit there feeling miserable and hopeless. Then I would go to my Acting class. I would sit and listen to my acting teacher spout out stuff I had read the previous night in out text books. Then to anthropology, which I actually enjoyed very much. And then to choir. And then back to my dorm where I would sit on the Internet until about 2 or 3 AM. yes, AM. All the while thinking about how I should just do my homework but instead putting it off. And off. And off. Then I would wake and roll out of bed. Most of the time. Other days I would just lay there. get up. And get on the Internet.
Basically I never hung out with friends outside my dorm, I rarely did my homework and felt absolutely no self worth or achievement. If it hadn't been for the fact that I had great room mates, I probably would have failed everything.
This year is better. Much, much better. I am actually doing what I love, I have a new close friend who I hang with all the time and my self confidence is growing. Slowly.
Tonight I went to a party. And I realized just how slowly it is growing.
First off, it's amazing that I went at all. I still live at home with very controlling, over protective parents. Ya know the scene in the Little Mermaid where King Triton yells at Ariel and she responds with "I'm 16 years old, I'm not a child anymore."? Replace 16 with 20 and there is my life. It's embarrassing and very frustrating. Somehow though, I convinced my parents to let me go. With the condition that I leave at 11. Yep, the 20 year old has an eleven o'clock curfew.
So I went to the party. And what did I do? I stood in the corner, watching everyone dance. Occasionally I would attempt to move about a bit, but my shyness and insecurity with my body got the better of me.
Now, I must say that I had more fun at this thing than I have had in a very long time. I absolutely LOVE the people hosting it and the peeps who came. I loved watching them dance and be crazy and somehow be amazing while doing it. I just wish I could have joined in more.
I really don't know what to do. Like I said, last year I never hung out with friends. I was so anti-social, and now it feels like I don't know how to be fun. I'm scared to death of people thinking I'm weird, or overbearing or whatever. I've never been someone who has felt the need to fit in with the "cool" crowd, but this is different. I really like these people.
The reason I'm posting this is not to wallow in self pity. I want to be able to look back at this post in a year and see how far I've come. I've already improved a ton this year, but I'm hoping I will be able to branch out even more. I want to be able to dance at parties and have people want to dance with me. Next year I won't be the one standing in the corner.
Now I just need to figure out how.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Shut Up and let me see your Jazz hands

A few random points:

1. I realize this is my 2nd blog and that makes it two this week. This is to make up for the months and probably years where I will not blog at all.

2. My Chemical Romance released the name of their first single and have titled it "Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)" The title alone brings me great joy. SO excited to buy the cd the day it comes out. Yes, they are still my favorite band.

3. Today on the bus I sat next to an older man who I had sat next to before. Last time he talked about how he used to be an actor in Seattle. This time he told me all about why he likes Alaska and Sarah Palin. As I left he told me to pull my pants up. 0_0 Shame, I quite enjoyed listening to him.

4. Dance is killing my soul and self esteem. Today Jazz was AWFUL! When my instructor showed us a new special leg switchy jump thing I just sort of stared blankly and realized I had no idea what the hell she was doing. Then we had a combination. That was...not worse, but not better. 3/4 of the way across the floor and just stopped and walked the rest of the way. Bloody hell. Thank goodness for my new best friend who is helping me out Tuesday and Thursday mornings.

5. I dislike point 4, so I've decided to be more positive and just go for it and fail miserably, but have fun doing it.

6. Why are the people in my program so nice? People like, talk to me. It is incredibly strange. But hey, I could get used to this. :D

7. Berry sherbet is delicious.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Do I really have anything to say?

Probably not.

I have decided to start a blog. Soon it will be followed by MILLIONS and turned into a book which will then be turned into a racy Showtime television series and I shall be portrayed by Billie Piper. Don't deny it. Actually I made a pact with my friend that we will update once a week so we can know what is going on in each other's lives as we live so very far apart.

Well, I am loving the University of Utah. I love the brand new musical theater program I am in and ALL of the loverly people in it. I still feel quite the outcast socially, but that's how it has always been and how I assume it will always be. Curse my shyness and my ability to feel awkward in pretty much ANY situation. But it's getting better slowly.

I heart my classes, acting especially. I love the way my acting teacher...teaches. Much MUCH better than my class last year where I learned...nothing. Singing is a wonderful class and I feel that I am going to learn mucho. The weirdest bit is that I am helping others with music theory. I who got a D in theory last year. But it is super duper easy so far. (But it will get harder, and I will weep) Voice lessons are wonderful. I am FINALLY learning songs that I actually love. Anything Goes, A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square and Adelaide's Lament. Oh and some French song. :D I even love script analysis, I find it completely fascinating. (Nerd. NERD) And then there is dance... Ballet and Jazz. Jazz and Ballet. I hope by the end of the semester I will suck slightly less.

As for writing, I still do it occasionally. Isabella Jones is in here somewhere. She just needs to find her way to paper. I introduced a friend to Doctor Who already and she loves it. I was thinking how funny it is that a year after having my roomie show it to me I am showing it to someone who is practically my room mate.

Well, that is pretty much it. For now. Just a bit of a skimming of the surface, nothing deep, but I'm sure all of that will spill out later.

Can I be ANY duller?