So I am going to be doing a Calgary Expo write up later this week, once I am recovered and such, but I want to write about one thing in particular while it's fresh in my mind.
I met James and Oliver Phelps today.
I stood in line for a total of two hours in order to get this beautiful, beautiful picture with my two friends and James and Oliver. My feet ached, my backpack felt like it had a ton of bricks in it, but you know what, it was so so worth it.
Seeing them from afar was just amazing. But then James (I think) talked to me - just normal stuff, saying hi, asking how I was, and put his arm around me for the picture (his sweater was so soft!) and I think I died. His accent is even more beautiful in person. And I just....ahhhhhh. <3
I was shaking so badly after, my heart was pounding. I can honestly say I've never felt that before. Not when I met Darren Criss (though I was a bit shaky), or when I met Evanna.
Ah, fangirlism. You're beautiful.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
The Final Day
I'm back at the HPA!
I officially returned on the 20th, and it's so amazing to be back working with such a fantastic group of people. You know how I said I didn't really miss it a few posts back? Well, I didn't really feel like I missed it until about a week ago. So now I'm back! Whooooo!
Yesterday was also my final hurrah at school. We had our design presentations for our final one act designs, which was kind of relief to finally do so I could stop thinking about it.
Later we had a potluck at Carrie's, which was just absolutely fantastic. Not everyone could come, which was kind of cruddy, but we had a lot of fun. We basically just sat out on her front porch (it was soooo nice out yesterday, it felt like summer), ate some yummy food and shot the shit for a few hours. Lauren, Dylan, Ben and I stayed really quite late, and we eventually moved in to Carrie's living room and it was just awesome. I can't explain it any other way. We drank and talked about politics and school and it was just...awesome.
Yesterday could be the last day I see some of my classmates, which is really weird to think of. We spent basically two whole years together, almost 24/7. It's just...so weird. I may never work another Mainstage show. I probably won't work another one with my classmates. It's sad. The past two years have been such a roller coaster ride, and it really feels like it's been longer than two years. The TENT program has made me into such a better person, a more complete person.
I officially returned on the 20th, and it's so amazing to be back working with such a fantastic group of people. You know how I said I didn't really miss it a few posts back? Well, I didn't really feel like I missed it until about a week ago. So now I'm back! Whooooo!
Yesterday was also my final hurrah at school. We had our design presentations for our final one act designs, which was kind of relief to finally do so I could stop thinking about it.
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| "Waiting" final model! |
My "Waiting" costume renderings! I'm so happy with the final products.
Later we had a potluck at Carrie's, which was just absolutely fantastic. Not everyone could come, which was kind of cruddy, but we had a lot of fun. We basically just sat out on her front porch (it was soooo nice out yesterday, it felt like summer), ate some yummy food and shot the shit for a few hours. Lauren, Dylan, Ben and I stayed really quite late, and we eventually moved in to Carrie's living room and it was just awesome. I can't explain it any other way. We drank and talked about politics and school and it was just...awesome.
Yesterday could be the last day I see some of my classmates, which is really weird to think of. We spent basically two whole years together, almost 24/7. It's just...so weird. I may never work another Mainstage show. I probably won't work another one with my classmates. It's sad. The past two years have been such a roller coaster ride, and it really feels like it's been longer than two years. The TENT program has made me into such a better person, a more complete person.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Finality
Today had such a huge air of finality.
I had my last proper class as an RDC TENT student (if you can call any of my classes proper classes :P), and I just...I am full of this deep sadness. This program was the first time I ever felt at home, or like I belonged somewhere. My best friends are in this program. I consider many of my instructors to be friends, and not just instructors. It's so weird to think that in less than a week, I will no longer have anything to do, so far as Red Deer College is concerned. I won't have any more shows to work, I won't have any assignments due or calls to go to. It feels like this journey has been so much longer than two years, and I don't want it to be over. I have learned so much more than the curriculum from my instructors - they have taught me how to be a functioning member of society, how to communicate with people around me, how to, in short, succeed. I owe so much to them and I really don't know how to thank them for it.
I mean...seriously. I knew nothing about theatre going in. I didn't know what a fly rail was, or a Source4, or a drift, or hell, even blacks. I wouldn't be able to tell you what "drafting" meant, or how big the rise of a standard stair is. If you had asked me to build something in 1/4" scale I would have looked at you like you were crazy. I have come so far in the last two years. And it's just so bittersweet. In a matter of weeks my classmates are going to be spread across the globe - one of my best friends is moving to Edinburgh, for crying out loud! And I just don't want to think about it, but at the same time, it's all I can think about tonight.
It's so weird to think that I won't be going back to the Arts Centre come September. I will be at some other school, possibly in another province. I can't even imagine it right now.
I had my last proper class as an RDC TENT student (if you can call any of my classes proper classes :P), and I just...I am full of this deep sadness. This program was the first time I ever felt at home, or like I belonged somewhere. My best friends are in this program. I consider many of my instructors to be friends, and not just instructors. It's so weird to think that in less than a week, I will no longer have anything to do, so far as Red Deer College is concerned. I won't have any more shows to work, I won't have any assignments due or calls to go to. It feels like this journey has been so much longer than two years, and I don't want it to be over. I have learned so much more than the curriculum from my instructors - they have taught me how to be a functioning member of society, how to communicate with people around me, how to, in short, succeed. I owe so much to them and I really don't know how to thank them for it.
I mean...seriously. I knew nothing about theatre going in. I didn't know what a fly rail was, or a Source4, or a drift, or hell, even blacks. I wouldn't be able to tell you what "drafting" meant, or how big the rise of a standard stair is. If you had asked me to build something in 1/4" scale I would have looked at you like you were crazy. I have come so far in the last two years. And it's just so bittersweet. In a matter of weeks my classmates are going to be spread across the globe - one of my best friends is moving to Edinburgh, for crying out loud! And I just don't want to think about it, but at the same time, it's all I can think about tonight.
It's so weird to think that I won't be going back to the Arts Centre come September. I will be at some other school, possibly in another province. I can't even imagine it right now.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Designhead.
I finished my model! YUSSS. FINALLY. I would show it to you, but I am too lazy to take a picture of it right now. (Yes, it is sitting within arms reach. Yes, so is my iPhone. Don't be a judgey face!) I will probably show you the whole design once it's finished sooooo...tomorrow? Maybe? That's probably being generous. But I will cross my fingers and hope if you will!
In sort of unrelated news...I GOT INTO UVIC!! I found out yesterday. I was in the middle of model building, watching Firefly (it has become a model-building tradition) and just wishing that the damned thing would just finish itself. (I was very frustrated at it by this point). When suddenly...my phone rings. It was an unrecognized number from BC. Now normally, I screen my calls, and I almost hit ignore just out of habit before my brain clicked in that holy shit this might be university. And, by golly it was. The lady on the phone ("Fran") told me how thrilled they were that I wanted to go to UVic, and how excited they were to accept me. At which point, realizing that I had got in and wouldn't have to do an interview or anything, I started to freak. I started to shake and I could feel a squee coming up, but I contained it. Somehow. Fran also told me that they were trying to make it so that I'd only have to do three years, instead of four, because I have some transfer credits, and she also wanted to swing it so that I wouldn't have to take the acting class. Uh...suh-weet!
So needless to say, it was really hard to concentrate on my model for a bit after that. I could be going to Victoria in a few months, guys! To live! :D My only concern with that is Dylan, and the fact that he wants to come with me, but it'd be really hard to find work. So...there's that. Oh, adulthood. You so hard.
In sort of unrelated news...I GOT INTO UVIC!! I found out yesterday. I was in the middle of model building, watching Firefly (it has become a model-building tradition) and just wishing that the damned thing would just finish itself. (I was very frustrated at it by this point). When suddenly...my phone rings. It was an unrecognized number from BC. Now normally, I screen my calls, and I almost hit ignore just out of habit before my brain clicked in that holy shit this might be university. And, by golly it was. The lady on the phone ("Fran") told me how thrilled they were that I wanted to go to UVic, and how excited they were to accept me. At which point, realizing that I had got in and wouldn't have to do an interview or anything, I started to freak. I started to shake and I could feel a squee coming up, but I contained it. Somehow. Fran also told me that they were trying to make it so that I'd only have to do three years, instead of four, because I have some transfer credits, and she also wanted to swing it so that I wouldn't have to take the acting class. Uh...suh-weet!
So needless to say, it was really hard to concentrate on my model for a bit after that. I could be going to Victoria in a few months, guys! To live! :D My only concern with that is Dylan, and the fact that he wants to come with me, but it'd be really hard to find work. So...there's that. Oh, adulthood. You so hard.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Modellllllll
The past two days have been spent staring at tiny things. AKA my model for "Waiting".
When I model build, I watch movies in the background, so my productivity varies on with how distracted I get by the movie. So needless to say, I have watched a quite few movies in the past few days ("Iron Man", "Casino Royale" and "Sherlock Holmes" were today's pick).
I also got my Calgary Expo ticket today! Whooooo! So now that's official!
This blog is so boring. I don't even know. I don't have a lot of thoughts right now, more just blank staring at my computer screen. Perhaps not the best blogging state?
It's still very much in it's beginnings stage.
When I model build, I watch movies in the background, so my productivity varies on with how distracted I get by the movie. So needless to say, I have watched a quite few movies in the past few days ("Iron Man", "Casino Royale" and "Sherlock Holmes" were today's pick).
I also got my Calgary Expo ticket today! Whooooo! So now that's official!
This blog is so boring. I don't even know. I don't have a lot of thoughts right now, more just blank staring at my computer screen. Perhaps not the best blogging state?
Monday, April 9, 2012
Easter on the Fourth Month
I was about to go to bed when I realized I hadn't written a blog yet today. Whoops. This is me, half asleep and laying in bed, trying to keep to my goal of writing a blog for the rest of the days in April.
Today was a pretty much perfect day. I ate good food and spent time with my family. We laughed a lot. I came back home with clean laundry and Easter leftovers and got to spend the rest of the day with Dylan. We've been together four months today. It's so crazy how it feels like forever, but it's only been four months.
We hung out at his place for a while with Ben, Sam, Brett and Clarke. We basically just watched Dylan kill things on a PS3 video game that I don't know the name of. It was awesome - between Ben, Brett, Clarke and I, we got pretty good at taking the mickey out of Dylan by the time Brett had to leave and Dylan and I came back to my place for dinner, which mom sent home with me. She insisted on me taking the Easter leftovers, and I was more than happy to oblige. Free food! Free dinner!
We pretty much just spent the evening talking and being with each other, and it was honestly the best way we could possible spend an anniversary. Especially because it was his first day of from "King is the King" (the current RDC theatre production, which I'm not involved with.) and it will be his last day off until strike because the run of the show is so short. It closes on...Saturday I think? I honestly have no idea, I'm so out of the loop as far as King goes, but the productions usually close on Saturdays.
I'm at total peace with not being involved with the show. I don't really care anymore. I was pretty annoyed at first, but I'm okay with it now. Maybe it's because it's almost done now. Who knows? I'm just hoping that I can actually motivate myself to work on my model for "Waiting" this week! And do some other adult-y things, like do my taxes. Ick.
Today was a pretty much perfect day. I ate good food and spent time with my family. We laughed a lot. I came back home with clean laundry and Easter leftovers and got to spend the rest of the day with Dylan. We've been together four months today. It's so crazy how it feels like forever, but it's only been four months.
We hung out at his place for a while with Ben, Sam, Brett and Clarke. We basically just watched Dylan kill things on a PS3 video game that I don't know the name of. It was awesome - between Ben, Brett, Clarke and I, we got pretty good at taking the mickey out of Dylan by the time Brett had to leave and Dylan and I came back to my place for dinner, which mom sent home with me. She insisted on me taking the Easter leftovers, and I was more than happy to oblige. Free food! Free dinner!
We pretty much just spent the evening talking and being with each other, and it was honestly the best way we could possible spend an anniversary. Especially because it was his first day of from "King is the King" (the current RDC theatre production, which I'm not involved with.) and it will be his last day off until strike because the run of the show is so short. It closes on...Saturday I think? I honestly have no idea, I'm so out of the loop as far as King goes, but the productions usually close on Saturdays.
I'm at total peace with not being involved with the show. I don't really care anymore. I was pretty annoyed at first, but I'm okay with it now. Maybe it's because it's almost done now. Who knows? I'm just hoping that I can actually motivate myself to work on my model for "Waiting" this week! And do some other adult-y things, like do my taxes. Ick.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Uncle Dave
It's amazing how much one person can change your entire day.
Yesterday I drove to my aunt's house for a baby shower for my cousin/Good Friday shindig, which I admit I wasn't very excited about. A) I am not religious at all B) I've been in a really bad mood the past day and a bit. So spending a day with my extended family, who are conservative and religious, (but I love despite our difference in views), didn't really appeal to me.
So, when I got there, I greeted people, then sat on the couch and listened to people talk, getting more bored as I went. I didn't have anything to say to any of the conversations around me - they were all talking about babies, or engineering, or welding, or farming. None of which I can have a real discussion about. So, I sat there. Whining on Twitter.
After dinner, I decided to drive back to mom and dads, where at least, I would have my laptop. So I started to make the "goodbye" rounds. I went to my Uncle Dave first, who I hadn't spoken to at all, and had never really identified with. I told him I was leaving to which he said, "Sit down and tell me about your life before you go!"
Which I did. Gladly. And he was so interested! He wasn't like the others, who were very much gave the judgy eyes to me whenever they questioned me about what I was doing/what I wanted to do. They tried to act interested, but nothing quite hit like Uncle Dave. Things like, "Even from an outsider perspective, this sounds so interesting!" and "I'll continue to think of you and wish you luck!" Like...wow, Uncle Dave. Wow. He absolutely turned my day around, and it's so nice to actually have a family member actively rooting for me, and telling me that they're actively rooting for me.
Yesterday I drove to my aunt's house for a baby shower for my cousin/Good Friday shindig, which I admit I wasn't very excited about. A) I am not religious at all B) I've been in a really bad mood the past day and a bit. So spending a day with my extended family, who are conservative and religious, (but I love despite our difference in views), didn't really appeal to me.
So, when I got there, I greeted people, then sat on the couch and listened to people talk, getting more bored as I went. I didn't have anything to say to any of the conversations around me - they were all talking about babies, or engineering, or welding, or farming. None of which I can have a real discussion about. So, I sat there. Whining on Twitter.
After dinner, I decided to drive back to mom and dads, where at least, I would have my laptop. So I started to make the "goodbye" rounds. I went to my Uncle Dave first, who I hadn't spoken to at all, and had never really identified with. I told him I was leaving to which he said, "Sit down and tell me about your life before you go!"
Which I did. Gladly. And he was so interested! He wasn't like the others, who were very much gave the judgy eyes to me whenever they questioned me about what I was doing/what I wanted to do. They tried to act interested, but nothing quite hit like Uncle Dave. Things like, "Even from an outsider perspective, this sounds so interesting!" and "I'll continue to think of you and wish you luck!" Like...wow, Uncle Dave. Wow. He absolutely turned my day around, and it's so nice to actually have a family member actively rooting for me, and telling me that they're actively rooting for me.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Updatey Thing
Well. It's been a really long time since I updated. Over a month. March just absolutely flew by, and I didn't realize that it was gone, before it was gone. Not to mention that my blog is still really not on the forefront of my mind. So I decided tonight that I am going to to do Blog A Lot In April. It may end up being BEDA, minus the first few days I've missed, but who knows.
Since I last updated, I haven't found much more balance between IRL and Internet. I've resigned from the HPA, I don't Tumbl like I used to, and I'm hardly on Skype. I do Tweet a lot, but...it's not quite the same.
I am, surprisingly, not regretting my decision to resign from the HPA. It's really hard to admit that even to myself, let alone write it out in a public forum where anyone can read it, but it's true. It's let me focus on myself more, which I needed. I still miss the staff like crazy, but it was the right decision. Until I get in a better mental state, I need to keep focusing on me.
I've also been spending a bit more time with friends outside of the theatre program, which has been nice. Tensions have been high within my class for a while, I think we're all getting a little sick of each other. But even so...I just worked what could possibly be my last ever main stage show with my classmates, and it's really bittersweet. I'm glad it's done, but it's weird to think that I may never ever work on Mainstage again. It's been like a second (or rather, third) home for me the past two years. I stage managed my first show there. I designed my first show there. Hell, I worked my first show there.
A lot of these type of thoughts are going through my mind right now as school is wrapping up. It's weird to think that in a few short weeks, I will no longer be spending endless hours in 222 working on projects. I will no longer spend hours in the shop working, or just hanging out. I won't be able to just wander into Carrie or Nancy's office to see how they're doing. It's...sad. And weird.
I haven't heard back from the U of A or U Vic yet re: design school. Did I write about that yet? I don't know. But I have applied to both schools for the Theatre Design programs. I think I should hear back in the next couple of weeks. *fingers crossed*
Speaking of design, I'm currently designing the set/costumes/lights for "Waiting" by Ethan Coen for Carrie's design class. It's awesome, but I am procrastinating so hard on it. Like I said, little to no motivation. This week I have to get something done on it. (I'm writing it down so hopefully it'll happen....)
So...that's this updatey thing! I will have a real blog post tomorrow.
Since I last updated, I haven't found much more balance between IRL and Internet. I've resigned from the HPA, I don't Tumbl like I used to, and I'm hardly on Skype. I do Tweet a lot, but...it's not quite the same.
I am, surprisingly, not regretting my decision to resign from the HPA. It's really hard to admit that even to myself, let alone write it out in a public forum where anyone can read it, but it's true. It's let me focus on myself more, which I needed. I still miss the staff like crazy, but it was the right decision. Until I get in a better mental state, I need to keep focusing on me.
I've also been spending a bit more time with friends outside of the theatre program, which has been nice. Tensions have been high within my class for a while, I think we're all getting a little sick of each other. But even so...I just worked what could possibly be my last ever main stage show with my classmates, and it's really bittersweet. I'm glad it's done, but it's weird to think that I may never ever work on Mainstage again. It's been like a second (or rather, third) home for me the past two years. I stage managed my first show there. I designed my first show there. Hell, I worked my first show there.
A lot of these type of thoughts are going through my mind right now as school is wrapping up. It's weird to think that in a few short weeks, I will no longer be spending endless hours in 222 working on projects. I will no longer spend hours in the shop working, or just hanging out. I won't be able to just wander into Carrie or Nancy's office to see how they're doing. It's...sad. And weird.
I haven't heard back from the U of A or U Vic yet re: design school. Did I write about that yet? I don't know. But I have applied to both schools for the Theatre Design programs. I think I should hear back in the next couple of weeks. *fingers crossed*
Speaking of design, I'm currently designing the set/costumes/lights for "Waiting" by Ethan Coen for Carrie's design class. It's awesome, but I am procrastinating so hard on it. Like I said, little to no motivation. This week I have to get something done on it. (I'm writing it down so hopefully it'll happen....)
So...that's this updatey thing! I will have a real blog post tomorrow.
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