You Keep The Air In My Lungs, Floating Along As A Melody Comes

T-minus one hour until my Thanksgiving break starts. It's going to be busy. I have to:

Get graduate school applications in (I just printed out about thirty different articles on writing personal statements)

Start on three assignments for classes (write a paper about Moses, write a paper about Hamlet, create a portfolio for now and five years from now so that you know where you're going with your life as far as your profession goes)

Make sure I'm solid on my acting class scene (Spoils of War, I'm playing Elise and she's almost like the character Mame if Mame was a mom and slept around)

Convince my mom to take me shopping on Black Friday to get an external hard drive because Beatrice (my laptop) is slowly and painfully dying. Recently she's taken to making a noise as though she wants to fly off of my desk and refuses to load internet pages quickly. These two things in combinations with a nasty Trojan virus and vanishing files reappearing in odd places makes me a little worrisome. Thus! External Hard Drive to back up all my important things.

Did I mention graduate school applications?

Read through the twenty-five (no joke) plays I borrowed from Dr. Eatman and find monologues to use as potential audition materials for graduate school

Read aloud the two plays UPJ theatre is performing in the spring and practice how I would play each part, since the auditions are cold readings and I want to be super prepared because it may be my last show at UPJ. Ever. Yeesh!

Spend time with my family, maybe go on a date, spend time with my friends maybe, and do laundry. That's my Thanksgiving in a nutshell.

Aaaaaaaaaaand I'm off to be a writing tutor before packing and heading homeward! Have a happy and safe Thanksgiving everybody!