Professional

So. Rehearsals for my first show out of college are well underway. It's exciting that I get paid to do some theatre (albeit not a lot, but some!) I've set myself into a nice little routine that I thoroughly enjoy.

1. Wake up go to work at Village Inn... I will say I hate that place but the people I work with are always so much fun. I laugh so hard when I'm there. Just the other day we played Harry Potter which just consisted of us pretending we had wands and making fake spells)

2. Nap

3. Rehearsal until 10:00. I LOVE this place. I've wanted to do a show for some time now, ever since I saw a show a couple years ago. It's a good time. People go there to enjoy themselves. It's very intimate, and often allows for some improv time. I am so glad this opportunity came about. I love it. The people in the show are hilarious as well. I am going to have a hard time keeping a straight face because there are a couple in the cast who change things up. Usually I would find that annoying, but again, at the Cabaret, it's expected of you. I will also be with the show until the end of it's run from June 3- August 20. I've never done a show more than 5 times before, so this will be A LOT of fun. We perform every Friday and Saturday with a possibility of adding another performance. It will be really neat to do a show for longer.

4. Smoothie or coffee at Mead's Corner. A little coffee shop right next door to the theatre. I usually take out five dollars from that day's tips and walk over to buy a treat afterward.

Aside from the show and work a couple other things worth mentioning.

I am OFFICIALLY out of Emporia. I moved all of my stuff last Friday. I made it a point to move without the help of my parents. Every time one of us moves they always work their asses off to help us move, and I wanted to make sure I managed it by myself. This meant renting a u-haul and getting a friend to help me on the other side in Emporia. First off, driving a u-haul is not fun. I almost killed a lady by switching lanes (seriously though, she was in my blind spot). My friend Misty and I got everything loaded, and back to Haysville I went. There my mom helped me just move things in the garage. Not difficult at all. Then had my brother come over and help me move everything into the house. My dad insisted on helping, but I think he was appreciative that I didn't rely on his help. A sure sign of growing up. (ALSO! A sign of growing up, with my graduation money, the first thing I did was pay off my credit card! YES!)

Also, had my first professional call back. It was for the Coterie theatre in KC. I got a taste of what this whole profession may be like. It was for the play "The Outsiders" which was a movie and also a novel. They sent me a script a couple weeks ago and so I read it, and none of the roles really jumped out at me. At least in the sense that I would be right for. I asked a couple actor friends of mine and asked what they thought, they all agree'd possibly for a soc. A soc is one of the socials, or higher class kids. The play ends with a rumble... so you need to be pretty tough looking. Well... I am not. So regardless, I made arrangements to go to the call back. When I arrived, it was pretty apparent I did not really fit any of the parts, and personally I feel I stuck out like a sore thumb. I did a couple readings, and honestly, it felt like a giant cluster fuck. The scene they did for the call back had about 8 characters on at one time, and if not blocked turns quickly into a giant mess. After that scene they released a few people, myself included, and worked with the others on different scenes. I was not bummed in the least that I was let go, I was a bit disappointed I drove all that way, and missed a rehearsal to go to it. It still isn't official that I'm not in the show, but I'm not going to count on it. I'm still confused as to why I was called back in the first place. To me, it was so apparent I would not be in this show. I fit no one. I told my friend who works in Chicago this and he said "MAKE YOURSELF FIT THE PARTS!" Maybe that was my problem, I went in with the negative attitude that I did not belong there. I'm a skinny pale white kid who has never thrown a punch. It became very clear to me that in order to be a better actor, you need more life experience (generally, there are exceptions of course!)

So this is my life as of late.

Hoping it doesn't get lame anytime soon.

- DML