Home at last.

Nach soooo langen stunden, nem nicht geplanten Zwischenhalt in Denver, tränen, lachen, schlafen, zu vielen Zeitverschiebungen, Schnee, keinem Schnee und wieder Schnee hab ichs geschafft. Ich bin zuhause. Ich bin wieder da wo die Welt in Ordnung ist. Alles ist hübsch. Ich liebe diesen Ort. Home. <3

Sail

This is what reminds me on San Francisco, dark nights in front of an Orange Building and from now on, this evening.

It's done. First Semester Second year is over. How did time fly by so fast? How? Gosh heaven earth. January we'll be going into Exam Plays, One Acts. I'm cast in 'Woman must work' an all woman play, directed by Joe Garcia, done in a NY dialect. I knew NY would come back to me eventually.
This day was awesome. Section F you were awesome. You are some of the most amazing people I ever was able to work with. In case I never showed you my lovely section, voilà:

Thanks for everything. Thank you Ben Martin, for being such an amazing teacher and so completely honest, I know we had our ups and downs, all of us, but you are truly amazing and then thanks again to my whole section: Michael Barlow, Jonathan Salomon, Natalie Fishbach, Alex Ward, Debora Giaonne, Shayna Harvey, Lynn Chao, McKenna White, Lenny Erikson and especially Mikaela Euro, Kelsey Leonard and Marina Ma, you are amazing people, I don't think any section will ever compete with what we had. Lots and lots of love and now enjoy your Winter Brake.
<3

Goodbye Jack Daniels.

Kels just picked my bunny up and I already miss him / it. My apartment seems so empty without it. See you soon little rabbit. And everyone else in America Land.

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I still don't know what to say. I still don't know if this whole day was a dream and what has been happening. I still don't believe that I'm going home. I'm sitting in my apartment, know that I should pack, Everything seems so surreal. I need to do laundry too. I really don't know what's happening anymore. I fell asleep with my corset on for about one hour. I didn't know I was that exhausted, but I guess I was, if I'm able to sleep in a freaggin corset! "This is all... sweet like a dream, strange like a dream - How strange? - Is it not so that I speak to you to night without fear of moving you to laughter? - Laughter? Why?" And now I'm quoting plays. Great! What is happening?

And then everyone cried.

Today was the crying day. I don't even know if the day really ever happened, or what the fuck happened. I think after 1. 5 Years at the American Academy we finally learned today what it means to be an actor: What it means to be truthful, what it means to open up, what it means to be hurt and what it means to move an audience.
even the beginning of the class was different. Everyone was in 20 minutes early, everyone was dressed and prepared by the time it was two and everyone seemed to keep their concentration. Then everything continued as usual, till it happened: Jonathan made Hensel kick over a table because she was so proud of him, I got the note that I finally grew up to be a leading woman, Michael gave out his heart and actually kissed someone on stage without it being planed (Believe me that's a big deal for Mike) and by the time Alex finished we were all in tears. He made everyone cry, including me, himself and even Miss Hensel. From then on we were gone, Marina threw plates all over the stage, Michael yelled, it was pure beauty. After everything was done, we just continued crying. The sky cried with us. We cried saying goodbye to Miss Hensel, we cried going into Martins class and in the end I almost cried because of Martin. It was just pure beauty. That is what being an actor mean. And this is good.

PS: Miss Hensel had me curl my hair --> my hair does NOT curl.

Pictures by Debora Giaonne and Michael Barlow

OMFG

Wow. Like, wow. Like, on my Laptop it says today's the 12/15/11, early morning, but 12/15/11 and then I look at my plane ticket and it says 12/17/11. This is just ridiculous! Am I really coming home? I mean for real? It is so scary. This will be the last time in a long time that I go home and it scares the shit out of me. But am I really coming home? WTF?! I have to clean, I have to pack, this is not happening! This is ridiculous and awesome, I just don't know what to say: WHAT THE FUCK! WOW

Karen Hensel

Do you want to know why Karen Hensel is one of my absolute ever favorite teachers? Because the following is only possible with her: Voice and Speech Class, we're setting up for the French Project, playing around with the Photo Booth (Yes... I know) More and more people get it, so more and more people get in the picture. Karen walks into the classroom, not even being teacher of that class saying: "What are you doing?" everyone replies: "Photo Booth! You should get in here!" She looks down, goes okay and voila. A Picture with Miss Hensel. It made us all very happy.