HOW I FEEL RIGHT NOW.
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Sara. 20. Drama student at NYU. From Philadelphia. Likes sentence fragments.
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DONE.
Had my one real final today. And now I’m halfway done with college. Bizarre, bizarre, bizarre.
1. I got an apartment. Spoke too soon. Damn it damn it damn it.
2. I’m one final away from being halfway finished with college.
3. Today was the last day of studio, and my last day of being in the New Studio until senior year. Trying not to be too emotional about it.
4. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I’m 20 years old.
5. What am I, an adult or something?
The past few days:
- 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.
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Menomena / The Pelican
My side of the room is kind of a mess and Alexis’ side is empty and it feels like the beginning of the semester again. Amanda left earlier and I already miss her. My evening has primarily consisted of napping, eating half a pint of Phish Food FroYo, jammin’, talking to Honda because he’s the only one still here (and also we’re friends or whatever), and not doing what I should be doing: laundry, packing, and cleaning, because tomorrow I am off to Arizona for eleven days.
End of the semester.
My finals are done, Amanda is coming to stay for the next three days, I am slowly increasing my number of velvet clothing items, when I go to Arizona with Alexis we’re going to Disneyland (and Kathryn is probably going to come too!), I ate a bunch of ice cream tonight, I don’t have to wake up early tomorrow, I love my friends more than I can deal with sometimes, I am getting emotional about everyone who is leaving to study abroad, The Hobbit trailer gave me legitimate chills, it’s strange that the semester is over but I am so excited for the next one.
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The National / Mistaken for Strangers
Alexis and I saw saw The National at the Beacon even though we both had papers to write and they were so perfect. They are so perfect.
We’re still writing our papers. We made pasta around 2:00. I was standing up working on my paper to deter lethargy, with my computer on our window ledge, but then my legs started to hurt. I might go back over there, though, so I can watch the sun rise.
Some things that happened.
On Thursday, I went to Brighton Beach to be in a student film. We found a dead cat and I had to prod it with an umbrella. ARRRRT!
On Friday, Adam bought a cassette tape deck, Ty showed us her short film that Alexis and I were in, and I went to a weird party in a tiny apartment on Thompson.
On Saturday, a few of us saw Trojan Women at Atlantic. I had mixed feelings about it. Then there was the Broome talent show with free pizza and then Hannah’s party, which was nine-year-old themed and a lot of fun.
Today my dad visited and we went to Lombardi’s at a weird time so we didn’t have to wait and then walked all the way to the High Line, walked the whole High Line, and then walked to Penn Station to take the subway back here.
It was a good weekend, but I have a midterm on Tuesday that I haven’t really studied for. I will tomorrow. I will study so much tomorrow.
Alexis won free tickets to see Peter Bjorn and John at the Bowery Ballroom last night and it was so much fun. There were two openers: we missed the first one, but the second was this all-girl band from Tokyo called The Suzan and they were precious and really enjoyable. When we got back from the show, we had peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. PB&J city.
Yesterday evening and most of today was spent doing Tisch’s 40 in 24 festival (which actually turned out to be 20 in 24). It was awesome and the play I was in was funny and everyone in my group was lovely and by some stroke of luck my play and the one Adam wrote were performed in the same theatre, so I got to see his, which was nice.
Now it’s late and one of our windows is open (because it is getting colder and I’m so excited about that) and I feel strange and I can never be eloquent in times like these; I just want to like, break a few things and go wander through the city. I dunno. I should probably just go to sleep.
I haven’t made a list in a while.
1. I got no sleep last night.
2. I got some work done.
3. But not as much as I wanted to get done.
4. But I did have some fun times and good conversations in the lounge with people who were also trying to get a lot of work done. Mutual procrastination doesn’t feel as bad as procrastinating alone.
5. We picked rooms today for Broome! So that’s exciting, knowing where exactly I’m living next year and all.
6. School is over in three weeks.
7. I do appreciate a whole lot of things, though in my angsty post the other day it may not have seemed like it.
8. Among those things: studio friends, new-ish friends who I am getting to know better, the way it smells before it rains, ISO Magazine, empathy, and headphones.
9. This probably didn’t warrant a list.
10. But I like lists a whole lot.
Self indulgent angsty post.
I want the semester to be over so I don’t have to worry about work and deadlines and proximity and emotional nonsense and lack of sleep. I’m so sick of my dorm room and dining hall food. But what am I going to do at home? It’ll be nice for a while but three months? What the fuck am I going to do in Philadelphia for three months? I want to go home but I don’t. I want to stay here but I don’t. I’m tired of cities right now. I don’t know where I want to be. I wish I could just be nowhere. No, no I don’t, but I wish I knew where I wanted to go and I could go there and everything would be simple.
I want to yell and I want to stop feeling pitiful and I hate that I’m complaining so much but sometimes you just have to fucking complain because the alternative is pretending that everything is fine when really, nothing makes any sense. This age, being a teenager who is almost not a teenager anymore but is barely more than a kid… It’s confusing as hell. Trying to function like an adult somewhere new but clinging on to childhood, to what is familiar.
I just don’t know. College is fucking weird.
Some people say, ‘Oh, my character wouldn’t do that.’ Your character would do anything. They just do it in their own way.
Josette Bushell-Mingo.
We’re having this workshop with her this week in studio and she is INCREDIBLE. I swear, I’ve felt more emotionally connected to what we’ve done with her in two days than I have with almost everything we’ve done in studio this year. Ridiculous. She needs to teach here.
I have to.
REBLOG FOREVER.
as an nyu student i’m obligated to reblog this so as to pretend like i like my school and like we have any sort of school spirit whatsoever.
wut up
YEAAAH. There were a bunch of us watching in the lounge and when God of Love won we all cheered so loudly, but the Tisch kids were especially excited because WE ALL WATCHED THAT FILM DURING WELCOME WEEK.
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CONTINUED RAPTURE.
THE DAYS JUST GET BETTER. Or at least, continue at relatively the same level of awesome. Yesterday, the fourth day of the semester, we had a snow day because New York got 19 inches of snow. (I realize that I just “day” way too many times in a row.) Adam, Honda, Alexis, and I went to Central Park, where Alexis and I built an emotional snowman scene about the brutality of war, and Adam and Honda built a much more impressive snow shark.
Today, Transformation was hilarious and I’m glad that Robert O’Hara is now making a conscious effort to know our names. I started feeling kind of awful during Speech while we were reviewing phonetic consonants and I still feel a bit gross, but I got a smoothie with a ton of vitamin C in it, which I’m hoping will do something. There was a free Iron & Wine show at the SoHo Apple Store at 7:00, which was wonderful because, 1. We were there early and got to sit in the front row and 2. It was free, and they’re playing at Radio City tomorrow for like, 50 bucks. Living here is seriously the best.
