Crash Course on the Month of October
So if you didn’t notice, I dropped off the face of Newsletter land during week five of last quarter! My apologies! Of course, I never want to leave you out so here is a crash course of what I remember from the last two weeks of October, which were weeks 5 and 6. Week 5 I applied to go on the Theatre Department’s spring break immersion trip, Teatro Catalina, in Nicaragua which is pretty much giving the Catalina community a week-long festival of theatre. My schedule says I “literally slept all day” on October 21st and that I saw a wonderful Sam Shepard show in San Jose on Sunday of week 6. Funny story about that show: Emma (my roommate) and I walked to the show from dinner and google maps took us in a 2-mile circle back to the restaurant. We were both in heels. We found our way! On the weekend of week 5, I got to see the premiere screening of Night Skies, the short film I worked on with Aldo! It was a huge success, and Aldo pulled me onstage without telling me ahead of time. I had a modeling gig in the middle of week 6! I also had tech week of The Foreigner during week 6! No wonder I didn’t get a newsletter out.
Welcome Back, Friends!
Hello, my dear friends and family! Most of you are from my home base of Central Oregon, but some of you are currently residing in the Bay Area with me, or in far-off places like Chicago, New York, and even Australia and Indonesia. Although it’s quite unfortunate that I rarely get to see my loved ones all in the same place, I do have this fancy newsletter to stay connected with each one of you! Get ready for a fun ride of my reflections of the year, my ranting, my mistakes, and my triumphs and opportunities! This is also a document that I will carry with me once I move on from Santa Clara University. I want to have these newsletters for myself as well as a record and place to remember the weird, the ugly, and the hilarious everyday moments of my unique college life.
I Wished for Snow
I’m fairly open about my faith, so I might as well admit it now. I prayed for a white Christmas. I probably should have elaborated a bit more clearly as to how much snow I wanted but I guess I didn’t think that far. Obviously, my prayer got answered real fast. Be careful what you pray for, friends! It may have been three feet of frozen snow, but inside the delayed flights came a big miracle. I got an answer to a prayer that me and my family and friend have all been asking for since 7th grade. We gave up and assumed it was a mystery. But my dear friends: I have a diagnosis. Or two.