March 27, 2008

Dear Student:

I received a big white envelope in the mail today. My heart raced as I tore into the thin white paper. Of course it being large I already reached the conclusion of the only possible content of the letter.


Pardon my French but:

Fuc*ing EH!

This is one of those times when obscenity is necessary. My whole life just got kicked into gear, and now it's going to be moving painfully fast. I have to apply for my loan, fill in the final documents for the school, book flights and find a place to live (if anyone knows anyone; I'm serious here, who could possibly rent us a place, PLEASE LET ME KNOW). All while continuing high school, work, girlfriend, big move, two plays, and a band. Things are exciting!

March 26, 2008

I wanna wake up in a city that never sleeps!

This is Giordana, the other half of the big apple endeavour. Gar has pretty much explained the situation -- we're about to rocket forward into a life of severe debt and ramen for dinner every night, totally clueless but also completely in love. Which we are. We're in a lot of it. I mean, to rival Garry's eloquence, I'll just say that he's perfect, blah blah blah, best boyfriend ever, blah blah blah.

I thought I'd never get around to writing this, seeing as in the seemingly few hours that I am not working, I'm basically comatose, and unable to form sentences. I tend to faceplant into my pillow and not get up from that position for a very, very long time. Anyway, I work a lot for a good reason, and that is to make it to New York with less debt that I may have had if I hadn't taken a year off from school. That's what I'm doing, by the way. It's convenient seeing as Garry is one year my junior and still finishing up high school. I work two jobs (previously, three) as a barista -- the patience I thought I had crumbles in the chubby squinty-eyed faces of rude customers. Sometimes I love what I do, and other times, it pains me. I work six to seven days per week, and though my bank account grows with every paycheque, it's not going to grow enough to save me from a student loan. I know this because I meticulously calculate hours and dollars and taxes and budgets -- I double, triple, and quadruple check my figures every day. I like certainty -- something I recognize I am about the throw to the ravenous dog that is showbiz.

I love performing, obviously, and being accepted to the acting academy of my dreams was a good step in the right direction. The first and only time I went to New York was with my mother almost exactly one year ago. We saw broadway show after broadway show, and it cemented my longing to be up on stage. Every time Elpheba or Belle or Tracy Turnblad would belt a note out, I would be screaming inside, "I can do that too!!!". It may not ever matter, but I can. Just so you know. ;)

To sum things up, a certain dashing crooner once sang, "if I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere!"

And I agree.

March 25, 2008

Hits the Ground Running

I'm an aspiring actor.
A tragic, if not cliche opening statement but one which I feel is important. That's what high school can do, give you those pesky dreams and even a little hope. I crave the stage, and when anyone wishes to pursue a career in any given field training is usually a solid idea, if not a necessity. So I pointed my eyes towards an amazing little school in New York, which is what this little, free, and simple blog is for: keeping the friends and family of myself and my girlfriend updated at all our goings on in a great city while (hopefully) attending a great school.

Now I should, I guess, catch you up to speed with the situation. In 2006 I spent one week, alongside fellow students from my high school who where also quasi-interested in the dramatic arts, hopping from theater to theater and from landmark to landmark. I instantaneously fell in love. Several dirty water hotdogs and broadway shows later, I was forced against my will to return home. I began then to shift from cooking (which I thought I would pursue as a post secondary study area, and eventually profession) to acting, all in hopes of attending school in the City I love at the American Academy of Dramatic Arts.

Fast forward a couple of years, and I met Giordana. Now, I won't bore you with trivialities, but she's perfect, blah blah blah, best girlfriend ever, blah blah blah. Long story short (and to keep it short so that I may not infringe on her own posts) she is accepted to the school at which I aspired to enroll. So now the pressure is on to myself be accepted. I have auditioned, and should find out in a matter of days now. Upon my acceptance, or refusal, we will kick into gear a series of cogs we have allready oiled and primed. Student Loans; Housing which is brutal in New York where houses are snapped off the market the day they become available; and booking our flights.

At this point I'm keeping the blog active to create a back story for the bulk of the blog: our actual stay in New York, ands the relationships we develop, experiences we have, and debt we compound, all whilst staying there. For now it will be updated when new events occur, but I imagine will eventually become more regular.

Hopefully this blog will keep all our friends and family in the loop while we party it up in NY