Sobre Mi

I like TV. I like theater, but possibly because of the recognition...investigation pending. I like music. I like writing, letters especially (chances are I have an unsent letter written to you on a page in my journal). I like talking to people about things that matter and things that bother them and about life questions and about points of view and about things that interest them. I like listening to people too. I like trying to look really put together on the outside because I'm a hot mess all over the place on the inside, especially lately. I like positions where I can make a difference or inform someone. I am strong. I am funny...hilarious sometimes. I love fun. I love new things. I want to learn to play baseball and volleyball and maybe basketball, but that's kind of a cop out. I want to play Wii tennis. I want to learn about other types of music. I love jazz. I want to go to a jazz bar and sit there for hours. I want to go to Amsterdam. I want to go to Italy. I want to be more open minded about things that I didn't know I was closed off to. I want to read new books. I want to meet people with lives completely separate from mine. I want to learn from other people's damages the way I hope others can learn from mine. I want to help people, especially those who don't think or know they need it. I want to make people happy. I want to remember the way I met everyone I meet from this day on. I want to take something from every day that I can treasure always, even if it's mundane. I want to take ownership of those things. I want to take ownership of my problems and my life again. I want to believe in things greater than myself. I want to love at least one person unconditionally forever. I want that person to be as opposite from me as possible; loving the anti-Brenna would be the greatest accomplishment my heart could achieve. I have the capacity for it, I know it. I am damaged, a victim. More importantly, I am a survivor. I want to reclaim that as a part of my life. I want to take care of myself. Most importantly: I can.

Shock Me Like an Electric Eel.

Dear Mel Mel, I will update my blog now as you asked.

I've been super busy, Mel, which is why I haven't really been blizogging.

I Assistant Stage Managed a musical that ended today. The composer came and watch it. Big Deal. Got sparkling cider from my secret show buddy, who also gave me a lightbulb. The social commissioners of the club that puts on the musical write a song about everyone in the cast on the last day. This year mine was: "There's a girl on the staff named Brenna, she spends her time backstage looking at dirty children's books [referring to the bastardized children's book I was given as a secret buddy gift last year that I brought with me this year as well], there's a girl on the cast named Brenna. Hey Brenna, we heard you spent last semester in DC, how was that? [making a joke because there was a person in the case named DC.]" They also mentioned me in another person's verse because she's the Stage Manager and she doesn't like to yell, so she goes to the other SM and aksed him but he doesn't like to yell because he's the group's cheerleader so she goes to me and I just "flat out say NO." I miss the show already, but I'm glad to have my life back. Plus, racism makes me uncomfortable.

Cast dinners happened. We went to a Greek place one night and the owner came around and pinched our cheeks, but did NOT say sorry for the lack of Tiropita.

Also, my friend Ace from (Wh)Orlando and I have become better friends this semester, so he's going to come to Tarpon with us sometime this summer.

Me and Joliver's annul coughiversary happened. Yay us! I feel like our dysfunction is what keeps us together. Love that boy.

Cat, Jordan, Larlee, and Allison sent me V-Day prezzies and a thank you card for setting Cat and Jordan up.

I'm taking 3 TV classes and love them all. I'm also taking a heiroglyphics class and a class of rhetoric.

I might be interning at Home Shopping Network this summer. Or WEDU. Or CBS.

My friend Kevin has decided not to hate me so far this semester. Yay.

I'm coming home for Spring Break 3/4-3/14. Cat is picking me up at the airport....aka, Cat is going to forget to pick me up and I will make Jon do it.

I'm going to be in "As You Like It" and a Filipino dance show later this semester. I'm also producing another show.

I've gotten involved with the "this is how not to die of alcohol poisoning" group on campus because one of the counselors there said with my personality it would help me cope with not being able to keep people like my mother and Jon from drinking. Basically I have control issues and I need to keep myself from becoming like Larlee with alchies (love you, girl, but you're a hot mess sometimes and we can only deal with one of those at a time).

I'm going to co-produce a TV show about student government soonish with Kevin.

I'm also doing the guest booking for one of the shows on NDtv: so far I've snagged a Taylor Swift cover band and the President and Vice President elects of the student body.

I'm working two jobs on campus right now: one as office jockey for the Television dept and the other is making videos for the study abroad dept's website. So time consuming but I love me some green.

I'm a big fan of my single room. Kevin lives in the dorm across the quad so I suggested that we get rooms next year that face each other so we can use Morse code flashlight signals to communicate instead of FB. He shot me down.

I feel like that's it, but I could be forgetting something. Really, I've been working on this musical since I got here so I'm going to have so much more free time to actually figure out what I'm doing with my life from here on out.