So this blog has been really quiet this semester because I've been journaling with pen and paper. There are some thoughts that need to stay private.
I've spent the last couple weeks hardcore journaling and I've gotten weirdly introspective. I keep thinking about prep, and the future. This program is like Game of Thrones. They bring us in, get us all friendly, then have us compete against each other for a handful of spots in theatre programs at Sheridan next year.
I came in with the mindset of wanting one of those spots, no matter what, whatever it took. And I got one for Production next year. I thought I'd feel victorious, or complete, but I don't. I feel lonely and scared. I'm alone next year.
I came in knowing the odds were slim, terrified that I'd be rejected. I never took into account what would happen if I somehow got in.
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