An embarrassingly honest, moment-by-moment account of my year applying to and auditioning for theatre schools. Kept private until 4/24/2015 when the decision was officially made.
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Update 4/12
My family is having a big discussion about college today. My dad is finally coming home after his trip and we are getting right down to it. Meanwhile, I'm totally stressing about liberal arts and management and whether I could get enough at UArts and whether I would miss it (honestly I'm not sure I would) and whether I could dance at all at Brandeis and how hard it would be to graduate from there without connections in the field and affording an MFA program and trying to transfer to some other school that does have everything and whether that would be acting or musical theatre or what and whether I could get into a really tough academic school as a transfer student and whether I should get a coach to go over this with me and how American fit me so well but I never even put myself on the wait list because I assumed I wouldn't get enough aid and blah blah blah. I am so exhausted. I feel like any decision would be wrong at this point. I can't do anything. This sucks. Transferring sounds kind of good.
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