Chewing Gum & Graphite.

• Madras House ended
• And we had our cast party (which was a lot of fun, but kind of disappointing in the end)
• I’m realizing how much I’m going to miss everyone; the cast was remarkably wonderful
• Apartment hopes and worries
• Not a lot of sleep
• Cupcakes
• Last night, I wrote an 11 page manifesto about what kind of theatre I want to make (which felt extremely pretentious but led me to some really interesting ideas)
• Tony Kushner was in one of my classes today
• Ready for it to be summer

This time last year: run crew for Tisch mainstage.

This year: in Tisch mainstage.

Pretty cool. 

1. The Displacement Project was almost more than I could handle. Amazing, amazing, amazing. I kind of wish it wasn’t over.

2. But, that does mean that I can be at Julius Caesar rehearsals everyday now, which is great. We choreographed all of the death scenes today and they’re all brutal and fantastic and I’m so stoked about mine.

3. Today in Physical Acting, I stood on Carlton’s shoulders and we played a game called “Ghost Potato.”

4. I convinced my dad to grow a beard for the first time in his life but he shaved it off before I could see it in person (which was the whole idea to begin with!). So, obviously, he is going to have to grow another one.

5. My obsession with Sherlock is completely out of hand and not even okay anymore.

1. It was declared that I am not a criminal.

2. Ty and I celebrated by getting chocolate cake and pizza.

3. I took a longer nap than I should have and didn’t do the reading for my class.

4. But we are behind in the lectures anyway, so it didn’t matter.

5. I only had Displacement rehearsal for an hour and a half.

6. And then didn’t have to go to Julius Caesar rehearsal like I thought I did.

7. I GOT CAST IN THE TISCH MAINSTAGE THAT I RECENTLY AUDITIONED FOR.

8. Tomorrow I don’t have to be in class until 9:40 (instead of the usual 9:00).

WHAT THE WHAT.

For The Displacement Project, we had to write one stream-of-consciousness page on what it feels like to worry. Here’s mine. It’s to be read very, very quickly.

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