So clearly the haiku thing failed. I did write a few more but never got around to posting them. There are paper scraps of poems all around my room.
Fists clenched, palms sweaty.
I can do more than you think.
Just give me a chance.
I gave in to the
Insatiable wanderlust.
My own paper town.
Yes, yes, yes. Of course.
I'll stay with you forever.
(It's easy to lie.)
From a young age, I've
Always wanted my life to
Be an adventure.
Fevered midnight plans.
Terrified, pushed to the edge.
I've made up my mind.
I am surprisingly concise in my writing. I'm the student who wants to know how far under the page limit I can go. Not because I'm lazy but because I can often get my point across in much less space. So as a tribute to brevity, I'm launching a project here. I want to write a haiku a day. Of course that gets unrealistic, so we'll say a haiku a week. With occasional filler. Hopefully building up to daily contributions. This is in conjunction with my five year diary, which allots five lines per day for five years. I want to get in the habit of writing daily, something I've never been able to keep up for more than a few weeks. I'm hitting it on two fronts.
I think finding an internship is harder than actually working one. Paid or unpaid is not a big deal, as my mother already gives me some monthly spending money. But I need housing. Absolutely necessary. Pretty much a deal-breaker. That MASS MoCA thing was the only one that worked, so of course it was filled. So I sent in my papers for the Disney College Program. I've kept putting it off because I always thought there'd be something more fitting, some theatre work I could do. And then I put all my eggs into that basket, and the basket gets catapulted into a stone wall. And I still need the eggs, so I survive for a few months on goo and dirt and bits of shell. I am an all-or-nothing kind of person. Good thing is that when something works, I am over the goddamn moon. Hardest worker, best at everything. But one broken egg is as good as a dozen.
I am thankful that this year's celebration went off without a hitch. No one stormed away from the dinner table, no massive miscommunications. My mother's birthday was Monday, so a few people brought gifts to dinner today. My aunt got her this cute portable kareokee system. I think we hung around for three hours trying it out. Not really anything else to say.
Started tech for Blithe Spirit this week. It is kind of a mess right now, but that is to be expected. I'm working props for the show. There's a ton of stuff. Mostly set dressing but also the huge red flags of glass and consumables. There are also quite a few things that we don't have yet, which makes life even harder. How can I track something that doesn't exist yet? Show opens on Thursday, so we better get moving.
I have no idea what my next semester is going to be like. I really don't want to spend another four months at home. My family drives me a little crazy (okay, more than a little). Trying to find an internship for the spring. That's proving to harder than I thought. Most theaters only offer summer programs. Those that do have regular season internships want someone for the whole year. Wish I'd applied to more places for the fall. Right now I'm looking at one in Massachusetts. Don't know how likely I am to get it, since it looks pretty competitive. And it's possible that I've missed the application deadline? I've found three different submission dates for the same internship. Pros: housing is provided and I'd be close to Bess. Cons: doesn't get me any closer to a degree and I'd still have to figure out what to do for fall '09. I can only take things one step at a time, though. I'll be sending their program director an email tomorrow, and then get all my materials in order. Fingers crossed.
But I know I have a losing hand.
