| It's amazing how much has changed in the last 4 years. Let's see... I was so scared to leave high school and start college. Terrified beyond belief. I thought I hated it at school when I started freshman year because I couldn't audition for the shows. Once I crewed one show I was hooked and knew it would never be the same to go home again. And it wasn't... People changed, I lost so many friends from high school...not on purpose...we just drifted apart. Freshman year flew by. I got cast in my first show at Arcadia. It was so exciting. Then I spent a fun summer home, lifeguarding of course, but enjoying my time with Kim, Lynda, Matt, Steve and the BR kids. Sophomore year came along. I didn't get cast 1st semester, but had an amazing time ASMing Buried Child. Then second semester I was cast in Little Shop which was a big feat for me. There's so much I hated and loved about that show. Plus I did Die! Mommy! Die! which was so much fun and I'm dying to do again. Then I came home and had the most horrific and miserable summer of my life. Dad had gotten married, I spent all my time crying in my room and finally, by the second week of July I was moved in with my mom. Some birthday I had that year... I came to visit Arcadia often because all I wanted to do was get away from the idea that my dad had broken my heart. Junior year, I got cast in two shows, Godspell, which was the most amazing show and I miss it all the time and Anton which I was pulled from to be recast in Three Sisters. Plus I worked on Hearsay so it was a busy year. A VERY busy and nonstop year. Especially when balencing 21 credits or whatever it was. This summer I stayed at AU and worked as a shop girl and as a teaching asst. at Camp Shakespeare. It's been a great summer pretty much. But I haven't talked to the BR crew hardly at all. I saw Matt for my birthday which is always exciting. I have barely spoken to Kim and Lynda. Not that I've tried, which is really a shame because I get too wrapped up in what I'm doing and I forget what it is to pick up the phone. I read Kim's last journal entry from March, which is probably what inspired me to write all of this. I came home for the weekend after dropping out of a terribly scripted show I was working on. Scott wanted to get together so I met him at Applebees and we had some drinks at the bar. It was such a surreal experience. So much has changed, and I don't mean just the fact that Scott is 80 pounds thinner and I'm 30 pounds heavier. It was just strange talking to him. Like we had disconnected or something. By the end of the night it was okay and we were laughing and joking, but for a good hour it felt like we both didn't want to be there...or something to that affect. I finally called Kim. I wanted her to meet us at applebees but I didn't know she was in the Dominican. She came back today I think. I'll try her again tomorrow. I miss her tons. So that brings me to now. Tomorrow's my dad's 59th birthday. I'm 21. I'm going in to my senior year at college as an Acting major. After I graduate...I haven't the slightest where life is going to take me. That's pretty terrifying... Am I going to California, staying in Philly, or maybe up to NY? Am I going to make it? Am I going to get to do what I want to? I suppose this is a good way to end my Xanga life. I leave it here just in case I get the impulse to write...but I think I've finally given up my online journal. It's sort of like the way I've given up most of Bridgewater. Although I will say, no one can ever replace my BR crew, because I still love them and hope I get to see them soon... ...it's so interesting how much life can change in such a short amount of time. To anyone who still reads these things... Yours Always, ~Amanda~ |