The Freshman Experiment

So, I’m sick. I started feeling it last week, but it went away after a few hours, so I figured it was just a fleeting bug. No. Instead, the virus was simply taking a bit of time to prepare and strengthen itself, only to return today for “Stage II: The Bad Stage.” Basically, I feel like crap. It’s just a cold, but it’s really inconvenient. Classes don’t leave much time for recovery naps, and the sore throat doesn’t lend itself well to my three hour “Musical!” vocal rehearsals. Oh, not to mention…

MIDTERMS ARE NEXT WEEK.

Needless to say, I’m having a little trouble memorizing the nearly 400 necessary slides for my Art History class. Not to mention I’m approx. 200 pages behind in the reading for my Politics class. And that English paper I have to write for Thursday. Awesome. So basically the plan as of now is to struggle through the week, catching up and organizing my notes as much as possible, and then locking my door all weekend and studying like I’ve never done before.

The UG’s and I were comparing homework/study plans and I didn’t realize that the workload for my classes is apparently much larger than average. Their jaws dropped when I casually mentioned what I had to do in the next two weeks and all they could manage to say was, “…your classes are hard.” Thanks, PU adviser, you failed to mention that this might occur when you looked over my semester schedule.

So, all in all, I’m freaking out. I feel like I don’t know how to properly study. I guess now is the time to learn.

And so it begins. (5)
Not a spare moment in sight. (7)
Midterms make my cry. (5)

P.S. In reference to the audition I mentioned recently: another first-class rejection. All the excuses of “it’s because I’m a freshman” and “they were looking for something different” and “they’re poopheads and don’t know what talent is” are starting to seem meaningless. Maybe it’s just me. I don’t know.

Just when you thought it was finally over… more auditions! The ones tonight (which I swear will be the last this semester) were for one-acts written by students and, from what I read at the audition, some of the material is pretty good. I’m nervous because I walked into the room to do my monologue and saw that all of the faces watching me looked very familiar. There is a very small pool of people who dominate the theatre scene at PU. Not the production staff of “Musical!”, but another group. I feel like I’ve already auditioned for these few people five times and I’ve been rejected just as many. I don’t know if it’s because they have an image of me in their heads from the very first time they saw me perform, or if they just don’t like me. I have a feeling that it has at least a little to do with the latter, since many of these people are involved with the other major musical on campus right now…the one I turned down a part in so that I could do “Musical!”. I have a feeling not everyone appreciated that decision and it’s going to haunt me slightly. But I did my best, so if they don’t take me, they’re just stupid pirate wenches (see, I’m trying to think positively).

Can’t seem to escape (5)
These scary older kids, but (7)
My fingers are crossed. (5)