Thursday, March 20, 2014

Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust

Sorry about that depressing last post.

I go back and forth about my feelings on this program.
I am excited, I really am.
I realize that thousands of people apply, and few are accepted.
I know that painfully well, 
That fact is what made accepting my offer so difficult.

But I've accepted,
and I'm starting to get my stuff in order to make the move.
I'm adjusting to the fact that I'm not Mickey Mouse anymore.
I'm trying to figure out what to do with the roommate situation.

Last program,
I had banked on living with my best friend,
but due to different universities,
I ended up living with 7 complete strangers.
I now count those strangers as dear friends.
So do I go alone again,
and hope for a great bunch of roommates?

That seems to be the million dollar question here.


Tuesday, March 18, 2014


I know it's been a while since I last talked about the College Program.
It's been a rough go, guys.

The first time I applied, it was full of smiles, laughter and luck.
My character audition was awesome,
I landed a dream role,
I went with my best friend,
and it was the easiest decision I had ever made.

I've been accepted to the Fall Advantage 2014 program,
But it has not been an easy decision whatsoever.

So far, this experience has been 100% opposite from last time.
My audition was crap,
My role is attractions,
My best friend is not going,
And I don't know what to do about housing.

If you ask me how I feel about this in a few days, heck, even a few hours, I'll tell you I'm excited.

But right here, right now?
I'm more worried than excited.


Saturday, March 1, 2014

New Address

When change comes in my life, it comes fast.
No news on the College Program yet, so don't go getting excited.

Dana left for Peru on Wednesday
And I moved out of my apartment today.

Even though I have a very nice home to stay in for the next week,
I still feel homeless.

Feeling homeless is a really terrible feeling.

My family drove down this afternoon with a Uhaul to clear out my house,
and then I spent the rest of the day cleaning.
Locking the door behind me was so sad!
I didn't know what to do with myself for a few minutes.
I just sort of… stood outside my door feeling very upset.

I love adventure.
I dislike change.

There's a part of me that's hoping my apartment is still full of my furniture and I can go back to my desk and do some homework.
But the reality is, I'm sitting at the institute (alone, may I add) and I'm eating McDonalds because I don't have any pots or pans to cook with anymore.

Pity me.