Screw the weekend, Thanksgiving break is gonna be the shiznat. Just saying.
I'm trying to remember things as they are now - my final fall semester, my final Thanksgiving break, my final cold winter in the land of the Husky. But yanno, all I can focus on is my damn homework. Today is the first day I have no homework to do (that I can remember) so I sit back and get all contemplative and nostalgic. Not for long, but for a minute.
Today I get to lead the Voice and Movement class in some work - mostly a short warmup, checking attendance for the professor, and helping anybody along who has no idea what they're doing. No biggie. Should be fun. I'm just not looking forward to the rest of the day. Oh, it'll all be fun stuff - Theatre Forum, where we talk about the recent production of The Burial at Thebes, and then auditing a rehearsal being directed by my friend Holli, and talk lighting design with her (yay Lighting class).
It's not a lot. Heck, I'm sure other people are doing a lot more. I was doing a lot more last week. Alot. But I've officially reached burnt-out stage. I couldn't lift a pen to paper to save my life. I doubt this weekend will do much to help, either. What with my constant nerves and stuck-in-bed syndrome, I'm sure the weekend will be nothing but chocolate and mind-numbing video games until I'm no longer able to feel my soul. It'll be awesome.
Today I get to lead the Voice and Movement class in some work - mostly a short warmup, checking attendance for the professor, and helping anybody along who has no idea what they're doing. No biggie. Should be fun. I'm just not looking forward to the rest of the day. Oh, it'll all be fun stuff - Theatre Forum, where we talk about the recent production of The Burial at Thebes, and then auditing a rehearsal being directed by my friend Holli, and talk lighting design with her (yay Lighting class).
It's not a lot. Heck, I'm sure other people are doing a lot more. I was doing a lot more last week. Alot. But I've officially reached burnt-out stage. I couldn't lift a pen to paper to save my life. I doubt this weekend will do much to help, either. What with my constant nerves and stuck-in-bed syndrome, I'm sure the weekend will be nothing but chocolate and mind-numbing video games until I'm no longer able to feel my soul. It'll be awesome.
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