Can we just forgo FOH lessons? I think it's very uneccessary. I mean, who the hell wants to graduate just to do front-of-house or become the FOH managers, right? I'd probably nose dive from the top most seats in a theatre and steal all the thunder away from whatever show if that ever happens to me later in life.
I think I'm saying this because of Benny's relentless tutorials. ARRRRRRRRGH. Very meticulous tutorials. Very detail oriented. Very ARRRRRRRRRRGH.
And as I'm saying this, I have snot dripping down my nose. Very disgusting. My immune system is beyond whacked, it's ridiculous to even call it a system anymore.
So it's pretty clear that I only love school because of the people... and that I have no interest whatsoever in this course. Because let's face it, I don't like museums so visual art is definitely out. I don't really think I can organise stuff and keep up with all the minute details so that is out too.
But it was kind of enlightening to know that there are other avenues I can really branch out to when I get my degree. I can still write. So yeay. And I don't have to stick with organising events! DID YOU KNOW HOW RELIEVED I WAS TO HEAR THAT? Like thank god I won't be spending the rest of my youth running after sponsors or making sure that we have enough wine glasses for our snobby guests... and have like seven different weather plans mapped out, ready to be executed in case a drizzle falls... etc.
To cut the long story short - I'm just relieved that there is still a chance for me to go into editorials.
And my goal in life is to be beautiful and dirty rich. Because I've made peace with the fact that you can't hurry love. And money solves most problems... so why not?
I have to be in school around 4pm today. Oh gawd. And did I mention how torturous work was yesterday? I think I made their storeroom a germ haven. Disgusting.
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