That is what my autobiography would be called as of today. However, I would never actually title my book that, I have some other ideas in mind that I feel would sell better.
I did title today's blog that though because it is completely true. I am a dork. Plain and simple. Also, my friends are dorks (don't deny it guys).
Today I almost walked into a parked car. Yes, I will openly admit that.
Also, I looked up a cool word to write 25 times on Lindsey's blog. What word did i choose: turophile- a fancier of cheese.
I also jumped around my dorm when Lindsey told me her Streep/Blanchett theory, don't ask. The point is I jumped around my dorm, who does that...don't answer, you all are dorks too.
I have a pair of baby slipper socks hanging on the front of my desk, I have a room thermometer that is shaped like a banjo, I have a neck tie that looks like a remote control, I make random weird sounds when I cannot finish a sentence, and many many other things....
Why am I mocking myself, you may ask? Well, I have no idea. So, I move on.
Today I got my scene for my acting class. I am Ann from Arthur Miller's All My Sons. It is a fabulous play. My teacher actually recommended it to me a few weeks ago and I am cutting a monologue from it for my final. I also had Calculus, which I am beginning to get annoyed in. They are a bunch of business majors. I am a theatre major. I know way more than any of them, and they cannot seem to grasp the simple concepts that the teacher is trying to explain. She has to lower herself to using examples with cucumbers and turnips to get the class to understand. It is ridiculous.
Tomorrow we are reading our script (the one I am doing with the grad student, not the one I am doing in class) to a bunch of her peers at noon. And tomorrow evening I have rehearsal again after a week sabbatical. This will be our first rehearsal with our script. We will only have a total of about 12 rehearsals now. Scary but exciting all at the same time!
I also have the dreaded english class. But, luckily, we have Friday off because she will be at Oregon State for some reason or another. Hopefully David won't ditch again, he has the past two classes leaving me to go bonkers with this lady.
I will be leaving in about 30 minutes to go to Young Life. I like the message at YL but I like the worship at CRU (campus crusades for Christ) better....so I will continue to go to both....I meet some really nice people. Not to mention there are hotter guys at YL, not that I am scoping them out or anything.....
Mom is planning on driving down to Vegas this weekend to swap cars with dad. I hate Dad's car, so I will not be taking the trip with them. I think I will write a play about driving 6 hours in a small 5 passenger car with my family....That would be entertaining as hell....pardon me....
That also is a reason I am not going with them. I will instead stay on campus for my first weekend, and hang out with Amanda. She is super cool. She asked me to share an apartment with her and her friend next year if I stay here. They are really nice too....I just might have to do that if I don't transfer. Which I might not. I want to, but it would be like starting all over somewhere. Especially when you are a theatre major. If I transfer I have two outcomes: 1) I audition and open their eyes to a talent they did not know existed, leading me into the program with no strings attached or 2) I will find that auditioning is pointless because all the students from the previous years are what make up the productions....the latter is the greater probability. If I transfer this upcoming year, it will be hard but it can be done. It will be harder if I put it off more and more. The wisest thing to do would be to stay here and develop myself in this program. I have some serious thinking to do and some long talks with God ahead of me.
Speaking of this school. On October 25th at 3:20, I have my interview/audition for the school. This will determine if I become a full on theatre major or if I remain a pre-theatre major....So, I will be busy working on cutting my monologues from 2.5 minutes to 1 minute each....fun!
I believe that is all I have to say for now. I cannot think of much more to say. Except...
Bon Appetit!
Em
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All my sons, eh? Can I call you Katie then...
And I am not a dork. Here follows my logic:
Dorks do dorky things.
One must do dorky things to be a dork.
I do cool things.
Cool things are not dorky things.
Thus, I am not a dork.
Cool things to us, are dorky to others. As are what other people do to us seem dorky, to them they are cool. Therefore, everyone is a dork. Or, everyone is cool in their own way. Being cool in your own way in another way to say you are a dork. SO my opinion stays as follows: "We are all (especially my group of fabulous friends) dorks."
NOTE: I do not use dork in a harsh or mean way, I use dork as a term of "cool"...
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