so here I am sitting in my only friday class. I have to say it is so incredible hard to get your butt out of bed when you only have one class and its your most hated class. We have about 5 minutes until the most boring man alive comes and and talks about everything but the lesson for 50 minutes. Tonight will be fun though...we have an APO(alpha psi omega) pledge game. Tonights game is a treasure hunt..who is excited? I AM! If you don't' have facebook and haven't been able to see my photos I will do a blog with lots of pics as soon as I have time!
p.s. Colby...I got your postcard :)
Friday, September 19, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
the blog ain't dead!
Well long F*cking time no blog! I am sorry I have gone this long without blogging but to tell you all the truth I have be super busy!
Classes are picking up and even though I only have 2 core classes I am taking 19 hours and i am at the school from 7am-7pm. Yes indeed...12 hours of on campus time a day spent on classes, eating, working, rehearsing and studying.
I don't know if you all heard but i was cast in the musical theatre cabaret and was given 2 quartets, one of which I have a solo in. Today it was announced that a group of 8 of us are forming a singing group for VSU that will travel and do shows for: opening, meeting, conventions, dinners and whatever else they want us to sing for.
Classes are picking up and even though I only have 2 core classes I am taking 19 hours and i am at the school from 7am-7pm. Yes indeed...12 hours of on campus time a day spent on classes, eating, working, rehearsing and studying.
I don't know if you all heard but i was cast in the musical theatre cabaret and was given 2 quartets, one of which I have a solo in. Today it was announced that a group of 8 of us are forming a singing group for VSU that will travel and do shows for: opening, meeting, conventions, dinners and whatever else they want us to sing for.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
First two Rep songs.
So In my Voice Lessons we are given, throughout the year, all of the songs that we will need to keep in our Rep book. The Rep book is a musical theatre performer's bible. It has all of the songs you need for any type of musical audition.
Here is my 1st one: "Lydia, the Tattooed Lady" originally sang by Groucho Marks
The Next one if "When I'm not near the girl I love" from Finnian's Rainbow
this song starts about 1:30
Here is my 1st one: "Lydia, the Tattooed Lady" originally sang by Groucho Marks
The Next one if "When I'm not near the girl I love" from Finnian's Rainbow
this song starts about 1:30
Monday, September 1, 2008
THEA1710 Homework
Observation #1 "where"
Where: My Brother/Sister-in-Laws Attic
As I walked up the painted wooden stairs to my brother’s attic I instantly felt a temperature change. When I began walking up the stairs I was completely cool but as soon as I reached the 6th stair I could feel that the temperature was getting warmer by 20 degrees. As I reached the top of the wooden stairs I found that their attic was completely covered in plush light blue carpet. I found that in they had two twin sized beds on either side of the space, one covered in holiday decorations and one completely clutter free. I situated myself on the free bed and began my observation.
The first thing I noticed was that, in 1 short year of them living in this house, they have accumulated so many things. The Attic was littered with decorations, old baby clothes, retro antiques and memorabilia from our childhood. My first moments in the space I felt completely cluttered and wanted to get out and choose another location but the longer I stayed in there the more comfortable I got. Comfortable in a welcoming way not in a temperature way because at the end of my stay I was covered in sweat and felt like I never left Valdosta.
Once I got comfortable with the space I decided to roam around a bit and check out the interesting sights. The first thing I came across was a new batch of Halloween decorations my sister-in-law was working on. She apparently took a note from Martha Stewart’s book because almost everything in the batch was covered in Glitter. I couldn’t help think that the glue she used could have been better for the glitter kept falling off. The decorations we cute in a way that I would never associate with Halloween: Frankenstein had a smile on his face, The witch was way too cute and the scarecrow seemed to be missing a head.
The walls and ceiling were painted light blue with white puffy clouds, which I thought was odd that an attic would be painted at all. There didn’t seem to be a light but the midday sunlight from the windows shown enough light on the space. You could clearly see that this was a well loved family and their attic was filled with memories from not only their lifetime, but many lifetimes before. In one of the corners I was very much enthralled with a quilt that had to have been at least one hundred years old, if not it looked it. It looked like it was hand made from different silk fabric, all different colors, and sewn together to look like a bed of flowers. Each flower was unique so I couldn’t help but think how much time this had to have taken to make.
Next I ventured deeper in this long narrow attic and found a bathroom. The bathroom seemed at first glance to be a normal bathroom…toilet, sink, shower…but there was something odd. As I walked in I realized either I was getting taller or the room was getting smaller. Knowing I was not in Willy Wanaka and the Chocolate Factory I came to the immediate conclusion that the floor seemed to slope when I entered the bathroom the floor was angled upward as you crossed to the window. In the bathroom the clutter continued with a 4 foot tall penguin with a birthday hat, hundreds of copies of National Geographic, a collection of tin robot toys and boxes of hundreds of salt and pepper shakers.
I could have spent hours in the attic going through all of the collected items but being hearing my three year old niece downstairs singing and playing proved all too tempting and I had to go join the family. The best way I can describe the attic is if you ever got a chance to look at those “I Spy” books that had pictures of rooms with way too many things and you had to locate certain objects…this is that attic. Every movie with an attic that has dress forms, trunks filled with old clothes…the Jumanji game hiding in the corner…that was this attic.
Where: My Brother/Sister-in-Laws Attic
As I walked up the painted wooden stairs to my brother’s attic I instantly felt a temperature change. When I began walking up the stairs I was completely cool but as soon as I reached the 6th stair I could feel that the temperature was getting warmer by 20 degrees. As I reached the top of the wooden stairs I found that their attic was completely covered in plush light blue carpet. I found that in they had two twin sized beds on either side of the space, one covered in holiday decorations and one completely clutter free. I situated myself on the free bed and began my observation.
The first thing I noticed was that, in 1 short year of them living in this house, they have accumulated so many things. The Attic was littered with decorations, old baby clothes, retro antiques and memorabilia from our childhood. My first moments in the space I felt completely cluttered and wanted to get out and choose another location but the longer I stayed in there the more comfortable I got. Comfortable in a welcoming way not in a temperature way because at the end of my stay I was covered in sweat and felt like I never left Valdosta.
Once I got comfortable with the space I decided to roam around a bit and check out the interesting sights. The first thing I came across was a new batch of Halloween decorations my sister-in-law was working on. She apparently took a note from Martha Stewart’s book because almost everything in the batch was covered in Glitter. I couldn’t help think that the glue she used could have been better for the glitter kept falling off. The decorations we cute in a way that I would never associate with Halloween: Frankenstein had a smile on his face, The witch was way too cute and the scarecrow seemed to be missing a head.
The walls and ceiling were painted light blue with white puffy clouds, which I thought was odd that an attic would be painted at all. There didn’t seem to be a light but the midday sunlight from the windows shown enough light on the space. You could clearly see that this was a well loved family and their attic was filled with memories from not only their lifetime, but many lifetimes before. In one of the corners I was very much enthralled with a quilt that had to have been at least one hundred years old, if not it looked it. It looked like it was hand made from different silk fabric, all different colors, and sewn together to look like a bed of flowers. Each flower was unique so I couldn’t help but think how much time this had to have taken to make.
Next I ventured deeper in this long narrow attic and found a bathroom. The bathroom seemed at first glance to be a normal bathroom…toilet, sink, shower…but there was something odd. As I walked in I realized either I was getting taller or the room was getting smaller. Knowing I was not in Willy Wanaka and the Chocolate Factory I came to the immediate conclusion that the floor seemed to slope when I entered the bathroom the floor was angled upward as you crossed to the window. In the bathroom the clutter continued with a 4 foot tall penguin with a birthday hat, hundreds of copies of National Geographic, a collection of tin robot toys and boxes of hundreds of salt and pepper shakers.
I could have spent hours in the attic going through all of the collected items but being hearing my three year old niece downstairs singing and playing proved all too tempting and I had to go join the family. The best way I can describe the attic is if you ever got a chance to look at those “I Spy” books that had pictures of rooms with way too many things and you had to locate certain objects…this is that attic. Every movie with an attic that has dress forms, trunks filled with old clothes…the Jumanji game hiding in the corner…that was this attic.
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