First of all, to those regular readers of my blog (and by this I mean Mom, Dad, Aunt Pam, and occasionally the one I call sister), pictures of Nrityagram will be up tomorrow. Nrityagram, once again, is the dance school/village where we are staying for the first thirty days of this process. We leave next Sunday, so I know pictures are late, but honestly I’ve not had a lot of time to take nice pictures and upload them. But tomorrow I promise promise there will be a blog with them.
One more thing before we get into the meat of the blog, I received my grades from first year... drumroll please... 3.7 GPA (equivalent to an A-)!!!!!!! I asked my mom last August, “will I look back at first year and think it was easy?” She didn’t necessarily think so, and I partially agree. I know that I worked hard for an A-, but I never stressed. I think a big part of that is because I didn’t procrastinate this year at all. OK, I think I did once in second semester, but since the beginning of grade 12 I have refused to procrastinate and it has worked out so well. Don’t get me wrong, I worried a lot, but I never really stressed out to an extreme level. And don’t you know that an A- at Queen’s is an A+ at any other Ontarian university?? Ha... ha... ha... I hope this doesn’t seem like bragging, but I am just genuinely excited and proud of myself and have no one here with whom to share it.
So my job here consists of a lot of sitting... mostly sitting in rehearsal. I don’t mind it, but sometimes I just like to get up and walk around. I don’t want to be one of those people who say “oh my gosh my ADD is totally kicking in right now” when s/he absolutely does not have ADD, but I’ve noticed the extent of my attention span here. At about three hours of solid sitting, I’m done. Both my bum and brain. A lot of people (i.e. my parents) would laugh at this amount of time because I have been known to sit at a computer for hours on end (ok, you caught me, I’m a computer nerd), but I think my brain is more active then. Here, being an assistant director who does more observing than actual directing, my mind has only one focus: to absorb what is happening. And after a while it gets a little tiring. But I really only need a bit of a break and then I’m good to go.
Speaking of work hours... for a first job this is especially intense. Being on the “production team,” I don’t really get a day off because there is always something to be done. So I’m on the job seven days a week for probably 9-10 working hours per day. It’s mentally exhausting. I think I seem like a party pooper when I retire at 7:30pm when the opportunity is there, but I honestly have flashbacks to my toddler self. Tuckered out.
What did you want to be when you were a kid? I was set on dentist for a long time, and then orthodontist, then I realized that I didn’t want to look into people’s mouths all day, so I briefly switched to surgeon but then realized that HA HA no. And so, since I’ve been twelve, I haven’t really known what I want to be. Photojournalist was in there, professor, actor, playwright, video game writer, film editor, teacher, the guy who checks all of the historical facts for video games, dramaturge (you’re like lol wut??), the guy who digitally edits the lighting in post-production for films, director, curator, Velociraptor, etc. Actually, some of those still exist as possible career choices, but at this point I still have no idea and I’m really just going to try to stay in school for as long as possible so as to avoid the real world.
I hope this job and my future ones shed some light on what I am going to do. I want so badly to get some environmental job experience. Ideally it would be walking around national parks in Scandinavia doing something, or recreating Frodo and Sam’s journey to Mordor in New Zealand for scientific purposes, or being Mantracker.
HA. I make myself laugh. Those are the worst kinds of people. Those who laugh at their own jokes. Oh well. I’ll share one more: you know the trailer for Disney Pixar’s upcoming film, Brave? The first trailer? And how the main character (what’s her name? Melinda? Merida? Miranda? Marilla? Anne of Green Gables?) says “I WANT MAH FREEDOM” in a Scottish accent? Well, before I left I would always say that to my sister. And I laugh whenever I think about it.
I wonder if I can post a link to the trailer below. We’ll see if it works.
One more thing before we get into the meat of the blog, I received my grades from first year... drumroll please... 3.7 GPA (equivalent to an A-)!!!!!!! I asked my mom last August, “will I look back at first year and think it was easy?” She didn’t necessarily think so, and I partially agree. I know that I worked hard for an A-, but I never stressed. I think a big part of that is because I didn’t procrastinate this year at all. OK, I think I did once in second semester, but since the beginning of grade 12 I have refused to procrastinate and it has worked out so well. Don’t get me wrong, I worried a lot, but I never really stressed out to an extreme level. And don’t you know that an A- at Queen’s is an A+ at any other Ontarian university?? Ha... ha... ha... I hope this doesn’t seem like bragging, but I am just genuinely excited and proud of myself and have no one here with whom to share it.
So my job here consists of a lot of sitting... mostly sitting in rehearsal. I don’t mind it, but sometimes I just like to get up and walk around. I don’t want to be one of those people who say “oh my gosh my ADD is totally kicking in right now” when s/he absolutely does not have ADD, but I’ve noticed the extent of my attention span here. At about three hours of solid sitting, I’m done. Both my bum and brain. A lot of people (i.e. my parents) would laugh at this amount of time because I have been known to sit at a computer for hours on end (ok, you caught me, I’m a computer nerd), but I think my brain is more active then. Here, being an assistant director who does more observing than actual directing, my mind has only one focus: to absorb what is happening. And after a while it gets a little tiring. But I really only need a bit of a break and then I’m good to go.
Speaking of work hours... for a first job this is especially intense. Being on the “production team,” I don’t really get a day off because there is always something to be done. So I’m on the job seven days a week for probably 9-10 working hours per day. It’s mentally exhausting. I think I seem like a party pooper when I retire at 7:30pm when the opportunity is there, but I honestly have flashbacks to my toddler self. Tuckered out.
What did you want to be when you were a kid? I was set on dentist for a long time, and then orthodontist, then I realized that I didn’t want to look into people’s mouths all day, so I briefly switched to surgeon but then realized that HA HA no. And so, since I’ve been twelve, I haven’t really known what I want to be. Photojournalist was in there, professor, actor, playwright, video game writer, film editor, teacher, the guy who checks all of the historical facts for video games, dramaturge (you’re like lol wut??), the guy who digitally edits the lighting in post-production for films, director, curator, Velociraptor, etc. Actually, some of those still exist as possible career choices, but at this point I still have no idea and I’m really just going to try to stay in school for as long as possible so as to avoid the real world.
I hope this job and my future ones shed some light on what I am going to do. I want so badly to get some environmental job experience. Ideally it would be walking around national parks in Scandinavia doing something, or recreating Frodo and Sam’s journey to Mordor in New Zealand for scientific purposes, or being Mantracker.
HA. I make myself laugh. Those are the worst kinds of people. Those who laugh at their own jokes. Oh well. I’ll share one more: you know the trailer for Disney Pixar’s upcoming film, Brave? The first trailer? And how the main character (what’s her name? Melinda? Merida? Miranda? Marilla? Anne of Green Gables?) says “I WANT MAH FREEDOM” in a Scottish accent? Well, before I left I would always say that to my sister. And I laugh whenever I think about it.
I wonder if I can post a link to the trailer below. We’ll see if it works.
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