So not true, but thank you
Porgy and Bess. First things first, Sophomore year is over! I passed my Sophomore Review, I've been accepted into the B.F.A. program and I managed to get the "Oustanding Achievement in Singing" award...again.
In other news, rehearsals for
Bare: A Pop Opera started yesterday. I was a little bit lost cuz I didn't have my music until yesterday when I picked it up.
Today was a strange day full of tons of mixed emotions. I think that because I've been learning about emotional recall and how it works in my acting classes (not necessarily using it) I should write it down to remember it. It never hurts to have it as a recollection.
Tomas went home today. He's still on the plane right now. He should be landing in Iceland in two hours. And then he hops on the plane again for Oslo, Norway. He'll get back by about 3:00 pm, Noway's time. That means it's 8:00 am my time. I miss him like crazy. I was so happy to see him this morning when I woke up. We went to lunch, went for a walk and just sat in my living room for a little while too. When we started getting ready to leave I didn't feel that different. I think it's because I knew I still had a few hours with him, despite having to bring him to the airport. We got there, he checked in with his friend and we stood around for almost two hours.
Leaving the terminal was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. It was so weird...I couldn't walk away from him because I didn't want him to get on that plane. I was completely fine too, up until the point when I stood up to leave. It's like my arms wouldn't let go. Not to mention which, I started sobbing almost instantaneously. It certainly didn't help Tomas at all when I started crying. I didn't want to just walk away from him and leave him like that as he went through security. I wanted to just jump in his carryon and go with him.
As I got in my car and left the parking ramp, I knew I would be sobbing for awhile, and I was alright with that. I was tired and I missed him terribly. I ended up crying for the next forty minutes of my drive home. My eyes still burn, and it was three hours ago. I wish he was sitting next to me, and I want to feel safe again like I do when I'm with him.
Even thinking about him makes me feel safe because I know how happy I'm gonna be when I pick him up from the airport in August. I can't wait. Seriously, it's almost overwhelming.
Here's looking forward to August 16th. Only 89 days left.
I know that didn't have much to do with acting, but I still feel like it's important to my career (being able to remember feelings and emotions).
Emily Elisabeth
