i have always found images to be a fascinating way to capture the era you're in, or look back on one you wish to have been in. i find myself wishing that i had been born in the 1960's like my parents quite often. while i was searching sixties images on gooogle today, i found this and it caught my attention: its a photo out of a 1960's Vogue article...go figure :P such an abundance of life back then...the music, the fashion, the movies.....it was all so unbelievably raw and in the moment....and besides that, it looked like a hell of a lot of fun.
well, its time to play catch up...since we last spoke [wrote...hahah] i won the battle for my macbook pro. i prepared a many page presentation, researched and did A LOT of explaining and ended up being able to go pick out my "baby" that weekend. i didn't think it was possible to love something this much. and as i have no love life and don't plan on it for a while, this can fill the void :) it does EVERYTHING! and i will use all through college and beyond....i hear their known to last for a long time.
in addition to that excitement, the past few months have just really been a roller coaster. the holidays were wonderful (dry erase board, audrey artwork, many cds, MARY POPPINS, uggs, so many wonderful family memories) and flew by. i won the Mini Mets competition in the class [Prelude] that i take in the cities. and just for the record, i didn't feel confident about how that performance went, so the information that follows was a COMPLETE shock. as a result of that, i got to record two musical theater pieces at Wild Sound Studios, Minneapolis. it was a surreal experience for a person who thought they'd never make it to a recording studio, especially at 18. prep for, what feels like, millions of auditions for scholarships, entrance to programs, etc. fluctuating weight as usual, and have had to cut my spending greatly because i spent my own money on the computer and really depleted all future spending money (well, for the time being anyway).
i think the best news i received over the holidays and the time that passed since then, was my acceptance to drake. i felt after my interview that i may not have had the chance that i thought.....but as it turns out, i couldn't have been more wrong. i got it on christmas eve, what a christmas present, eh?! the other UNBELIEVABLE piece of news, was also from drake. i received a letter (that i NEVER expected) saying that i had qualified for the Presidential Scholarship for $36,000 to be spread out over the four years (about $9,000 a yr)!! that was only for my grades (which to be honest, are only slightly above average, if even that)....hopefully i will qualify for the scholarship that goes along with the BFA audition (Feb 8th!!).
one act is going fabulously and i am so glad i chose not to skip it this year. the show is adorable....sideways stories from wayside school. we are a bunch of crazy kids (about 4th grade age) and our director has such an eye for theater, that i really feel we have the potential to go to state. i don't recall ever having that confidence about a show before. i am so excited...and its just been a blast. my character, myron, is the complete "pot-stirrer" (as my mother would 'coin' it)....making promises to never do something again, and then do it 5 seconds later). come see it if you're in town january 29th at 7:30. its only a half hour long....so it wouldn't dominate your evening.
but besides a bit of family drama (normal in either household) and the constant senior stress, everything is about where it should be. it amuses me that as an underclassmen, i never really understand why the seniors were always so strung out about everything. i think its one of those coming of age things, that you really don't completely understand until you're COMPLETELY immersed in it.
seeing as i've written you a novel, i'll end this bipolar musing. hahah, much love. :]
xo:mwah. kyle
okay, well after the epitome of a week from hell, i have finally reached a point where i feel i am beginning to regain touch with humanity. i completely shut myself out from stress and overwork. this is what my life will be like once in the theater world, so i better get used to it. lets enjoy the moments of solitude while we can, and i'll get you up to speed on my crazy life.
i have always found images to be a fascinating way to capture the era you're in, or look back on one you wish to have been in. i find myself wishing that i had been born in the 1960's like my parents quite often. while i was searching sixties images on gooogle today, i found this and it caught my attention: its a photo out of a 1960's Vogue article...go figure :P such an abundance of life back then...the music, the fashion, the movies.....it was all so unbelievably raw and in the moment....and besides that, it looked like a hell of a lot of fun.
so, the other day...i was watching that episode of sex and the city where carrie reads the "Vogue poetry" to her russian boyfriend. and throughout the series she quite often refers to Vogue as her bible, and i thought to myself "that is TOTALLY me!"
