Nervousness About Fordham!

Well dear readers, Annie Get Your Gun and all of that mess is finally over! Thank God! And I can resume a normal life. I really disliked that whole experience, it was too..."undercooked" for me I guess. I've came to realize that what I disliked most was the absence of a vision, an underlying reason, that tying purpose that all successful productions must have. There wasn't one here. In fact I don't think that the AHS musical has ever had one. No purpose. Why do it then? Well the answer to that is simple: do a school musical with a big cast and every parent, grand parent, relative, and friend of every cast member will pay eight bucks to see it! Why would someone do that? I have nooooo idea! They have nothing better to do maybe? Or perhaps they think they're showing support? Or maybe they enjoy having a redneck whooping contest during curtain calls to see which cast member has the most acquaintances in the audience? I would actually suggest the latter theory as the reason, but one never knows. I have so many complaints about high school theatre, but I'll let that be the last, for I'm through with it! That's right! Other than forensics Annie Get Your Gun was my last performance through AHS, and it was my final bow on the treads of the auditorium. There is the drama club play you could argue about being another project, but as I often stress, I try to distance that production from AHS and the idiotic ideas of theatre that exist there. I'm in it for the art. The drama club play will be art. It will be good. And that's all there is to say about that, besides come and see it! The Baltimore Waltz will be at Barter Theatre Stage Two May 10 and 11. Call the box office for more info and tickets should go on sale soon! 1.276.628.3991

I am about to go insane waiting for my acceptance/rejection letter from Fordham University in NYC. Oh goodness, how I want to be there! So badly in fact, I feel as if there aren't words to describe it! Such an AMAZING school! I had a friend, Jenna Melgar, who went to NYC this past weekend to look at colleges, on of which was Fordham. She went on Saturday and said that the attendance office was open, which isn't usual, but they were getting ready to send out the letters! This set me off on a dizzying fit unable to concentrate! AHHHHH! I need to be there. It is necessary! I know I am probably setting myself up for a complete let down, but I can't help it. The idea of being accepted there and attending school in NYC keeps me awake at night. The opportunities and open doors abound if such an event should take place. But with an acceptance rate of 50%, it's a toss-up! I really don't know what to think. I have to be accepted in both theatre and the school for the theatre department. So that leaves for double the chances of something going wrong. I do fit their criteria academically - barely. I'm relying on the fact that I'm coming from what is labeled as a "disadvantaged area" to really boost my standings and eligibility. I know that's bad but I don't care, I WANT TO GO THERE! Also, whenever I auditioned there back in January, I was the only male on the tour. Does that mean I was the only male auditionee there that day? Very likely actually. I don't think their theatre department is that sought after, except for me of of course. I seek it with every fiber of my being at the moment! I also heard from a girl who attends school there that they send out forty letters for the theatre dept. and of that forty twenty are accepted. Right at 50%. But then again, that's a very small number, so I don't know if I misunderstood or if it was incorrect information or what. But I hope my chances are high. I like to dream that they are.

But I need to quit going over statistics in my mind and let fate run its course. I know I do, I keep telling myself thus but can't seem to convince myself so. This self inflicted torture will not stop until I receive that envelope from Fordham and open it. With glee or sorrow, there will always be tomorrow. Pray for me, I'll keep you posted!

Acceptance

This past Sunday I received a letter from Belmont University, or rather a package. I knew immediately that I had been accepted because we all know that those who are receive large envelopes and those who aren't receive small ones. There really isn't that much consolation with college rejection letters I suppose now examining. They don't even give you the benefit of hope if you were not accepted. They send you a small, cold envelope as to foretell you what's inside.

Anyway, that wasn't the case with me, thank God. I was lucky enough to be accepted and receive the grand package with details, literature on the college, and of course the deposit slip. Universities love those deposit slips. Anyway, I'm very excited about being accepted there and going to college in lovely Nashville beckons me with a happy calling, but my heart lies at Fordham and I don't hear from them until the first week of April or so!!! If I'm accepted to Fordham University I will go there in a heart beat. But it's such a toss up with that school. And the longer I wait to reply to Belmont, the more my chances of a good dormitory disappear. Ugh, the problems! I just hope I get accepted to Fordham sooooo much. Such and AWESOME school. And I think I need to be in NYC. It may just be in my head, a figment of my imagination, but I don't believe so. I have an internal metaphysical need to be in that city!

So in other news: Annie Get Your Gun opens at Abingdon High in a week and a half. DO NOT come and see it! It is the most horrible, embarrassing piece of theatre, if you can call it that, I've ever been involved in! I hate it. We'll see what happens I guess. I should have went with my gut instinct and not even auditioned back in January. Ah well.

Snow days are sooooooo nice and fun. We've had three this week, and I don't believe we'll be having anymore. We really haven't needed the past two, but I have enjoyed them so! They've been such a nice time for mental rest. Especially with the opening of this wretched show coming up ever so quickly. Now I must run though, I'm meeting Ryan Cury at the Cafe at Barter to run lines. We're supposed to have act two off book for a run through tonight. Supposed to. Hah!