Back on the chain gang…again.

Spent the last four days in Macon, Georgia at the Georgia Theatre Conference. I worked registration for the event, sat in on high school callbacks, among other less interesting tasks and random errand-running.

Now that I’m finally back and settling into school again, I’m regaining momentum in the internship hunt. I’ve been scouring various job posting sources online for the last few days and have begun to compile a realistic list of companies to which I would like to apply. Within in the next week or so, I plan on sending out preliminary emails to gage who is and is not looking for interns during the summer semester. Hopefully I will receive positive feedback and will be able to continue with the application process shortly thereafter.

I have had the idea that perhaps I might be able to contact casting offices within larger television networks- ABC or NBC for example. The summer seasons, as I’ve been told though, is typically TV’s off season so I don’t know how successful I would be there. Theatrical or movie-related offices, or even talent agencies, may have more consistent scheduling. At this point it’s all supposition- and a lot of greatly needed optimism at that.

As for my resume, I should get on top of updating that.

I just wish that there was a clearer way to all of this.

Look at my new toy!

This has been a hard semester. That’s a given. Long days. Long nights. So, in an attempt to lift my spirits and reaffirm my faith in thinking that yes, I can make to December, I decided to succumb to a little bit of retail therapy. I wanted to spend a sum of money that I knew I absolutely should have kept and saved.
But I did it anyway. Did I regret it? Momentarily. Do I feel better about myself and life in general? Momentarily. Was it a good decision? Most definitely.

It wasn’t long before I spotted what I would soon be adding to my collection of impulse purchases:

A Samsung Digimax S700. Isn’t he adorable?

 

 

V is for vacation.

Fall break is finally upon us and I could not be more excited- tomorrow I’m off to my home town! My car needed to get new tires and a tune-up, and I am scheduled to work down at the theme park tonight, so I have to hang around here today and a get a later start to my little vacation.

Really, I’m just excited about getting to lay around all day when I go home and allow my body the opportunity to recharge itself. I have been running on my body’s last reserves these last few weeks it seems.

Last night, in celebration of freedom, I decided to go out with a group of friends and “let my hair down”, if you will. We started at a costume party, and then ended up at a dance club. I was unaware that it was a costume party until about 30 minutes before we arrived, so on the way I snagged a children’s Elmo costume that very nearly choked me, but was in the end worth it for the laughs. I wish that I had had a camera with me.

After we had mingled, bounced on the trampoline, and loosened up at the costume party, we all piled in our cars and hit the dance floor.

It’s been forever since I have been dancing. This is mainly due to the fact that the local gay club closed, and they were really the only venue with a decent soundtrack. The place we went to last night is repped to having a generally good play list. I would agree with that reputation, but I could have certainly gone without the sets of poor country cover sets in between.

We all had a good time, and it felt equally good to let myself go and not have to worry about any responsibilities for those few hours.

Also, Monopoly is back at McDonald’s and this year I’m feeling lucky.

But, I don’t feel grown-up.

I learned from my academic advisor that there is the potential for me to graduate in December of ‘07, which is a semester earlier than I was a originally scheduled to graduate. Now, if you had asked me a year ago if I would be willing to graduate a semester early, I would have eagerly replied with a , “Hells yeah!” (And, yes, “hells“, because everything is more exciting if you make it plural.)

But when he approached me with the idea this weekend, I did not have the same reaction. I was scared. I was shocked, and speechless. Is this it? It this…it? And just like that I’m grown up and thrust into the real world? What would I do if I graduated a semester early? Move back home? No, I couldn’t possibly. Move to a bigger city like was originally planned? No, not enough money.

I spoke with some of my peers and some graduated friends and most of them encouraged that I just remain on schedule and graduate in the spring of ‘08. This seems to be the most logical thing to do. There is no need to rush my education. This way, by staying on schedule, I’ll have to opportunity to take on another apprenticeship or internship on campus my senior year to chalk onto my resume. Furthermore, there would also be a possibilty for me to take another public relations or management class.

Not to mention, in order to graduate in the fall, I would have to take very full loads of classes for the next two semesters, and I cannot see the benefit in putting myself under so much stress just to squeeze by a semester earlier. Plus, I would have to take Lighting Design, as opposed to the Costume Design just due to class rotation.

The thought of being out of school and forced to officially care for myself 100% is utterly devasting. Who knew that it would come so soon? It spurred in me a debate as to where I would go upon graduation. Below is a list of pro’s and con’s that I would anticipate if I were to move to either NYC, LA, or Chicago: