Today I learned...that any emotion, no matter how intense, is temporary.
I was frustrated and upset, crying in rehearsal, ready to call it a day and sink into despair. By the time I came out of the classroom, though, I was rejuvenated, ready to go to my next class. Humans are most curious creatures.
Monday, February 28
Day 16
Today I learned...that it is possible to spend 12 straight hours in Meadows. I live there, apparently.
Saturday, February 26
Day 15
Today I learned...that food is an art. And one artist, Terry Border, proves it. His work is brilliantly creative, and I guarantee it'll make you smile: bentobjects.blogspot.com.
Then, I tried making my own food art. Usually when I cook, the last thing on my mind is how the final product looks. But this morning, I felt inspired by Mr. Border.
Here is my first attempt at "sexy food":
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| Banana french toast with black coffee. Sexy enough for ya? |
Friday, February 25
Day 14
Success!
So far, I have been "flying by the seat of my pants" all day, and everything has timed out brilliantly!
I got to the bank, was right on time for my apartment tour, grabbed a $3 lunch, picked up groceries and gas, even got home minutes before my friend came to pick me up.
But here's the best part: I came out of the arts building JUST AS Park n' Pony was writing me a ticket. The parking nazi actually said, "You made it just in time!"
So, today I learned....that you can't control life. No calendar, to-do list, alarm, or post-it note can make things happen how you want them to. You just have to trust that someone or something in the universe is watching out for you. And it definitely was today.
So far, I have been "flying by the seat of my pants" all day, and everything has timed out brilliantly!
I got to the bank, was right on time for my apartment tour, grabbed a $3 lunch, picked up groceries and gas, even got home minutes before my friend came to pick me up.
But here's the best part: I came out of the arts building JUST AS Park n' Pony was writing me a ticket. The parking nazi actually said, "You made it just in time!"
So, today I learned....that you can't control life. No calendar, to-do list, alarm, or post-it note can make things happen how you want them to. You just have to trust that someone or something in the universe is watching out for you. And it definitely was today.
Thursday, February 24
Day 13
Today I learned...that too often, thinking prevents us from doing.
How many times each day do you start to do something and then stop yourself?
There are, of course, those rare exceptions: persons who live impulsively, from moment to moment, surprising and exciting the people around them. I have encountered only three or four of such personalities, and I envy them for their ability to seemingly live without worry or fear for the future.
Most people perceive theatre majors as carefree, silly, often obnoxiously outspoken individuals: almost invariably Type B personalities. Allow me to disprove this by saying that I am the epitome of a control freak. I check my email and iCal religiously. I make to-do lists and grocery lists, check the time constantly, and remind my friends about what's coming up, to make certain that every moment of every day goes according to plan.
And yet, no day ever goes exactly according to plan.
Why do I even try?
What if, instead, I gave in to the unpredictability of nature? What if I embraced and rejoiced in the uncertainty, the possibilities of each unplanned day? I imagine waking up, bright eyed, fearful of what might happen but anxious to find out!
Taking a step back: As a student in a pre-professional program, that level of spontaneity could be dangerous. But if I could give up an ounce of control, I would probably be much happier. So, that is my assignment for tomorrow: plan as little as possible, and see what happens. Wish me luck!
How many times each day do you start to do something and then stop yourself?
There are, of course, those rare exceptions: persons who live impulsively, from moment to moment, surprising and exciting the people around them. I have encountered only three or four of such personalities, and I envy them for their ability to seemingly live without worry or fear for the future.
Most people perceive theatre majors as carefree, silly, often obnoxiously outspoken individuals: almost invariably Type B personalities. Allow me to disprove this by saying that I am the epitome of a control freak. I check my email and iCal religiously. I make to-do lists and grocery lists, check the time constantly, and remind my friends about what's coming up, to make certain that every moment of every day goes according to plan.
And yet, no day ever goes exactly according to plan.Why do I even try?
What if, instead, I gave in to the unpredictability of nature? What if I embraced and rejoiced in the uncertainty, the possibilities of each unplanned day? I imagine waking up, bright eyed, fearful of what might happen but anxious to find out!
Taking a step back: As a student in a pre-professional program, that level of spontaneity could be dangerous. But if I could give up an ounce of control, I would probably be much happier. So, that is my assignment for tomorrow: plan as little as possible, and see what happens. Wish me luck!
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