Granted it was orientations and meeting people and developing those beginnings of relationships that will stretch and grow and determine and be part of the rest of my life in whatever capacity that may be.
But still, I made it my bitch.
Week one involved a lot of standing in lines, moving in conglomerate blobs of groups, sticking to your buddy, and not getting lost. We had at least three lectures that started with instructors saying something along the lines of "I'm not sure what I'm supposed to tell you." These included the fire and safety tour, the emergency exit tour and the library tour. Not essential right? As long as no one sets a fire to anything in the library.
This banality was contrasted with our 9am Wed class, wherein we were greeted, recognized the faces in the room, and were presented with "You will be doing a major independent study this year, which is intended to influence and further your career as an artist. So, what is it you want to do with your life. Now discuss."
There was a collective explosion of our brains, and within 45 min the fire alarm went off, without a doubt, due to the smoke being expelled from each of our ears.
(we found the fire exit... funnily enough, they've got these handy signs pointing the way, and they look like doors. Really glad we needed that tour... )
I wish I could truly let you in on all that will be going on this semester, but I think I'll let it slip out with every adventure I take. No point in all of us dying of anticipation. You guys just get suspense.
(I do find it amusing how I assume there are people other than my immediate family reading this. What a comforting assumption)
This weekend I did an outside workshop on viewpoints and physical techniques for performers. The instructor was from Buenos Aires and it was fantastic. Very physical and a great way to centre myself before things get going at the Academy. And it only cost me 25GBP. Awesome.
Nothing ridiculous to point out at this juncture. Other than the fact that I've told people that I'm an amateur rapper, the world's greatest ninja, and destined to be a superhero. I figure at least a couple of those can be true. And they laugh at my jokes here. Some people have even given more than just chuckles.
Who knows, I might just fit in.
Bring it on, week two!
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