Blood Brothers Love

Well, it's been about a month since I've posted here... really rough. Since classes and Blood Brothers started picking up I've just had zero time to do anything. We opened and closed this weekend, and the show itself ended up being really great. I'm so in love with the whole cast and team, it'll be hard to not be working with them anymore. Luckily, dolphin rehearsals start on Tuesday, so I won't have any idle time really. Since it's been a month I haven't talked about dolphin yet- but I GOT CAST FOR WINTER WOOHOO. It's My Fair Lady this year, and I'm just ensemble but I don't even care, so so excited. It's a really good cast, including a lot of Blood Brothers people, so I won't have to leave all of them :)

I'm hoping things will calm down now. I've just been really stressed lately all of the time since I've had no down time, and now I don't have to worry about being 100% organized 100% of the time. Phew. Today I've been pampering myself aka I did laundry and took a shower. I'm also probably going to do my nails and cut my bangs too OOOoooOOOooOOO getting so fancy.

And so it begins

Awkward how I thought it had been 2 days since I last posted and it has actually been 5. Basically, this week has been a lot of people moving in and some catching up business. I ordered all of my books, went to Target, had Blood Brothers rehearsal, had my math tutoring training, met my ASM, watched tv, went running, Frannie moved in, and got ready for classes to start (tomorrow- eek!). I've also been trying to keep a cold at bay by nuking my body with vitamin C. I will not get sick! Especially since winter generals are apparently next weekend (AHHH no idea what my audition material is going to be... good).

My first, and only, class tomorrow is my accounting class, which is sounding more and more intense by the second. Hopefully it won't be, but there are about 120 people in the class and the professor's going to try to learn everyone's names, and they take attendance so you can't skip eva, including for Thanksgiving which means I'll be getting home at like 9pm the night before Turkey Day.

classic awkward roomies hittin' the town and painting it red

Sophomore year- here I come

The September Issue

 I forgot to mention that I spent a huge chunk of time yesterday reading Vogue's September Issue while at Allie's apartment. Celebrating their 120th year of publication, the issue was a weighty endeavor at 4.5 lbs and a record-breaking 658 ad pages. Phwoar! The ads are by far my favorite part, in general, followed by the editorials, then the stories. However, in this issue there was one article that really made an impression on me. It was written by Ann Patchett, an author and contributing writer for Vogue, about the passing of her 15 year old dog, Rose. My dog, Kobi, who was 14 years old, died this past year on Valentine's Day. I still haven't really gotten over it, and so this story hit me close to home. Ms. Patchett was able to put into words exactly how I feel about my baby and why it's hard for people who have never had a long-time pet to understand what's so upsetting about losing them. Kobi was my only constant friend, the only creature I ever felt 100% unconditional love from over the course of the 14 years we had growing up together. It was my greatest happiness that she was able to hold on through Christmas of last year, and my greatest sadness that I didn't know it would be the last time I saw her. I wish this article was posted online so I could copy a passage from it, but I guess you'll just have my reflections to go on. It is with tears, even now, months after, that I think and write about this.

Me and Kobi, Ann and Rose

On another note, I really loved the Gaga cover story and all of the editorials. There were some really beautiful spreads in this fantastic issue.

Today was mostly spent incapacitated with an awful headache that is starting to come back right now. It began last night, and I treated with some Bee Secret that I bought at the MN State Fair. It went away while I was falling asleep, but I woke up at 4:30 in the morning with a really nagging pain. I took some tylenol and put a cool rag on my forehead until the meds kicked in, then fell back asleep. When I woke up this morning, it was still there and I took more tylenol before my mom and I went to breakfast at OPH. Next, we broke out the big guns this afternoon with aleve, but now it's baaaAAAaaack. This is the worst.

Also, is it bad that I want to be a part of the Abby Lee Dance Company? Masochistic, maybe, but those kids can dance.

Fall Fashion Preview

Old shirts, deciding whether or not to keep them

Regular day wear

Fancy pants

One shirt, three ways

One skirt, three ways