Ok, so. It's Tuesday after my last class, and I am in the SCC writing about the past few days. Sound like a plan?
Saturday night I left the SCC with that guy. (Just friends, people, please no inane comments.) We went to Sbisa, had lunch/dinner (whatever you want to call it, it was food). Sat with this guy who seemed pretty cool, he told us about an improv show over at Rudder for only $3. So, we went to see Freudian Slip, the A&M improv troupe. Abso-friggin-lutely hillarious. Man, I wish I could improv like that--I'm so terrible, you'd have to see it to believe it. In conversation, I can be fairly witty, but add action to that and I basically freeze and/or embarrass myself, and not in a way that's funny, more like uncomfortable. So I tend to watch more than I take part. My friend, on the other hand, is probably going to audition, and I talked to one of the people in the troupe, and apparently they need tech people--I am going to go and (possibly audition for the heck of it, but definitely) apply to tech their shows. They seem pretty fun, although I was disappointed to find that none are involved in the theatre department. Took me until today to actually meet anyone who was, in fact. Still, that's definitely something I would love to watch any time they get a show.
So, after...ended up watching TV in the TV lounge until around midnight, that guy and this girl/guy friend combo. The girl lives in my dorms and--get this!--is actually supposed to be gluten free! AHHH!!! AND she lives on the same floor as me--just down the hall, actually. Friend material, maybe? She seems pretty cool. I know I'm probably not going to meet very many liberals here--side effect of going to A&M--but she didn't seem to be so conservative we wouldn't get along. So, add this girl to my sudden improv friend and I may have my first official A&M friends! (If I don't count my fish camp friends, that is.) Kind of happy, won't lie.
So then...Sunday. Slept. Chilled. Had a headache. Didn't do much until the evening, when I went to meet my DG leaders who were going to help us find our classes. Not a real problem for me, with all my classes being in a straight line and five minutes from my dorm room. It was awfully sweet of them, though, and I know I would've gotten hopelessly lost the past few days without it. And, as a bonus, it was fairly fun. One of my DG people is apparently taking the same class I am, although, unfortunately, a different teacher and time. Still, we might have some compatible stuff to cover, so we might could study together or something. That would be nice.
Monday...woke up pretty early, got breakfast, ate nicely, enjoyed the morning. Got dressed and ready for class, headed to class number one: Introduction to Psychology. The teacher seems amazing, and I'm definitely looking forward to it.
Second class: Shakespeare 312, with a focus on politics (i.e. Kings, Queens, and other people of power). I know my advisor's a little worried about this--it's a junior level course, and I am technically a freshman. But, I did get my IB diploma, and I scored high enough that I have freshman and sophomore level English credits--listen up, IBers, because that is a BIG deal! I'm the only freshman in her class, I think--but if I'm honest? It doesn't seem like I'm going to have trouble. If you know me, you know how much I love Shakespeare, and how easily the language comes to me--I'm fluent in Shakespearian, you might say, and it all comes from my dad reading the comedies with me from the minute I could read. Honestly, I remember being in kindergarten and my dad helping me with my reading skills by perching me in his lap and reading The Tempest, him playing every guy, and me reading Miranda and Ariel. I grew up going to Shakespeare in the Park, and one of my earliest memories is of being barely 2 and watching The Taming of the Shrew live. If I have any problems, it won't be because it's Shakespeare. So, whatever the worries of those who don't know me yet, I am excited about this class--and, I think, ready. And, if all else fails, there ARE Q-drops, and that freshman class grade cancellation/forgiveness thing. I doubt it will come to that, though--I'm too excited about this. I want to do well!
Last class Monday, American National Government. NOTHING like my high school government class--man, was that a fiasco. It was a war every day between me, the teacher, and one of my best friends. This seems like it'll be an AMAZING class. I love my teacher--he's hillarious, sarcastic, and calls himself a "raging centrist"--he actually reminds me of one of my favorite high school teachers, with the kind of humor he has combined with his politics. Oh, and his grading policies. No ridiculous busy work in this class, it's entirely based on a few tests. I think that may actually be a good thing, though, because it just means studying.
Actually, that seems to apply to every one of those classes--I don't think I will have trouble, so long as I study and do the work. And since that's basically what my life has been for two years, that shouldn't be a big deal.
As for today, well, that's another matter entirely. My Acting I class seems great. We're reading Angels in America, which I've read, and Proof, which I've read, and covering Stanislavski and Anne Bogart--which I know some. Thank you, IB Theatre. The practical application will be harder for me; last time I acted was this time, a year ago, and I didn't get that figured out until the very end of production. I could feel the change, when I did, though. I haven't really had the chance to put that into practice since.
Speaking of. Auditions next Tuesday. I'm trying to find an audition monologue; I've kind of outgrown the ones I used the last time I did a monologue audition (Saint Joan and A Midsummer Night's Dream). I thought about using my monologue from All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten, but it felt kind of like a cop-out. Plus, it's not really dramatic, and this one is supposed to be dramatic. Not my assumption--it says so on the callboard.
Back to school. Second class today, Script Analysis. LOVE this teacher. The other on seemed cool, but this lady? Freaking amazing. Hillarious. Nice. And she seems really excited about being there. She's also the one directing the fall show: Dangerous Liaisons, which is really fantastic. Even if I don't actually make the show--and no, I don't think I will, I am a freshman after all--just to work on this production is something I've wanted to do since Cedar Hill did it for one-act my sophomore year. It just seems like such a cool show to be a part of.
So, my fears about the theatre department? Totally gone. Everyone I met is friendly, smart, funny, or kind, or all four. I'm really happy and excited for this year now.
Went back and had lunch at Sbisa after this...then went to my seminar...that was great. Only 9 of us, and I really like these people! I think I already have my group for the group projects we have to do, two really friendly people I met right off who I already get along with. It's amazing how easy it is to meet people here. As for the class itself, well, its too early to tell, but it seems like it will be good.
After class, I went to check on my books...weren't there...went to sign up at Rudder...the woman had already left...but, there was one of the guys there who was a part of the improv troupe? Really nice guy. Apparently he also is the stage manager for the auditorium, so if I sign up as a stage hand he'll probably see me quite a bit, along with me teching the improv shows. I like him already, he was very friendly and seemed perfectly happy to have me there asking about working. And, of course, he's darn funny.
Anything else happen today? I am now in the SCC. I got a call from MacResource a little while ago, so I can pick up my computer tomorrow. Last time I'll have to trek down here, although I think I'll get up early tomorrow and read my homework at Evans Library--my books, of course, aren't in yet. Hopefully they come in soon, I don't want to make this walk any more than I have to! Oh, and the guy I hung out with on Saturday was here. He seems cool, although it was kind of weird for him to hang around all night. I guess he's just friendly and had nothing else to do (well, duh, he said as much). Again, just friends, to my dear sisters on here that will call me tomorrow screaming--he talked to me about the girl he's in love with, and I'm not interested, so don't give me those oohs and ahhs. The only guy I've met here so far that really peaks my interest is a guy I met at the bank a few weeks ago; he gave me his name to look him up on facebook, but I haven't been able to find him. Absolutely freakin adorable, and he plays guitar.
Speaking of guitar, I've been practicing nightly (my guitar hero dahlings, be proud!) and I can feel the calluses starting to build up on my fingertips. I still don't have any chords memorized, nor can I play any out of the book for very long, but I can play Jingle Bells, Amazing Grace, Love Me Tender (notes, not chords) and a few others all right out of memory. Last night I played Streets of Laredo for the first time; not very well, but aside from some squeaks and buzzing it was passably good! I was pretty pleased, not gonna lie. It's amazing what practice can do.
It is nearly 9 o'clock, and I should probably get going. I feel like summarizing and moralizing what's been going on though. I'll take a few minutes--won't go past 9 though. Sound fair?
Anyway. I guess something I've really figured out that applies to anyone and everyone, whether they feel lonely in high school, college, or just general life: get involved! There's a reason fish camp hammered it into us. You immerse yourself in anything that interests you, and you will make friends and enjoy yourself. If you're lonely or depressed, you're the only one making yourself that way (well, perhaps a chemical imbalance in the brain has something to do with it, but otherwise it's all you). Find something you like. TALK to people. In 18 years I have never been someone who could sit down next to a total stranger and start up a conversation. I have met so many people I will probably never see again, and thats ok. Once I would have thought it a waste of time--now I just find it interesting. Everyone has hopes, dreams, plans, likes, dislikes. Finding out what those are is the first step to involving yourself in the world around you. Once you've done that, you can be happy anywhere. I really believe that.
Oh, and one other thing: it's never too late.
Signing off, this is Kat, trying new things and finding out, well, she likes it.
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