Yeah, this has been a rough week for me too. All of our assignments are coming due, so that causes a rush. Next week we have to turn in the midterm paper (which I have barely started). Furthermore, this week I had to be in a performance, which meant a 7 hour rehearsal last Saturday, extra rehearsal on Monday morning. Oh, and there was another rehearsal after school on Monday because I had to work with my acting cast for my directing final, which happens to be a performances of scenes directed by students (note : I am not fond of directing).
If that wasn’t enough, my car had to break down on Tuesday. If first broke down in the morning (dead battery), and by the time it was running again (thanks to a generous stranger who gave us a jump start) I was guaranteed to be late for class (fortunately, I only ended up being 15 minutes late, and that was the class where the teacher is usually 10 minutes late himself, but still). Then the battery died again when I tried to leave school. I had to first fetch the only person on campus who knows anything about car mechanics, then it turned out that he only had a motorcycle which wasn’t powerful enough to jumpstart my car, so we had to get a third person to donate their car for a jumpstart. Thank goodness I keep jumper cables in my car at all times, because it seems like nobody else in the universe does. On the way home, I heard the alternator screaming at me, and I had to be prepared to get off the road and call AAA if it snapped completely. So that evening, instead of working on homework, I got to worry about what was wrong with the car. It turns out that the battery was damaged, but it was connected to a few other parts of the car being damaged as well. Not only that, but it later came out that the battery was 10 years old (well, the car is older than me, so I guess it wasn’t that shocking). I got a temporary repair which should last a few weeks, but one of the first things which is happening during winter break is getting my car inspected for any other nasty surprises.
Oh, and while I’m trying to take care of all this, I’m looking for housing closer to my school so I don’t have to worry about automobile trauma next quarter (and I’ll have more time availible to do something I enjoy more than driving, and I’ll be safer, and I’ll reduce pollution, blah blah blah). Last week I met with a potential roomate (who turned me down), and it’s one more damn thing I have to do. At this point, I’m getting concerned that I won’t been able to find housing in time for the next quarter. Which means a lot more driving. Blech.
So I come Wednesday morning, for the first lunchtime performance of my show. Then I discover that the younger brother of one of my friends (who was also one of the organizers of the show) was discovered dead in a schoolyard only a few hours earlier. So the show was cancelled, and I was a little too bewildered by the news to do anything useful for the next few hours of unexpected free time I gained. Then after class I had to go to another rehearsal, where my bereaved friend showed up (to everyone’s surprise). She’s not in good enough shape to go to classes yet, but she wanted to come and work on the show because “the show must go on” and she wanted to do something other than be sad. I got home at about 9:30 that night.
Then, on Thursday and Friday, my aunt dropped in for a visit, so my parents needed the car, and I had to arrange alternative means of getting to and from school (don’t worry, I had arranged carpools a week in advance, thank goodness!). So I had to get there early on Thursday for anothe day show, and I had to stay late to perform in the night show. On Friday I didn’t have a day show so I got to arrive to school at a normal time for a change, and then in the evening I had to do a night show again.
Forget the end of the quarter, after this week, I’m just bloody glad it’s the weekend! Though there is that pesky paper I have to write.
Actually, looking back at this post, it sort of daunts me how much happened this week. I’m not sure I believe it. Of course on Tuesday morning I had no idea that my car was going to fail, and when I was dealing with the car I had no idea that my friends brother was going to die, so the worst stuff were surprises and I just dealt with everything one at a time. It’s just now, when I finally get to breathe, that I see the pyramid of things.
) But good luck with everything!! Best, N.
