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!