It's That Time of Year Again
That time of year where: You roll over in your bed to be awoken by a pin in your side. A thousand of your friends are begging you for a ride. You wake up early to hit every grocery store/thrift store/hobby store in town just to find that one last piece. You’re wide awake each and every night crunching to finish your costume. …and then your sewing machine breaks… …and...
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You say "Skrillex," I say "Meowth." You say "Miley...
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We all want to be sure of something…our job security…our future in our education…that our friends will always be there…that our significant other won’t leave us tomorrow…that God exists. We grasp at straws to make sure these things stay with us and are true. We want desperately to love and be loved in return. We rush things. We label our relationships…i.e....
To be or not to be...in acting (aka the cheesiest...
This will be fun! This class is intimidating. I think I’ll like it. I’m pretty outgoing. I’m actually kind of shy. People like me, right? I’m too nervous. I don’t wanna embarrass myself. Who cares what people think? I’ll never find a perfect monologue. I found the perfect monologue. I’ve never even done a monologue. I don’t know how to act. I...