The Importance of Being (h)Earnest

So Here I Am.

I’m in my last semester of undergrad. I’m 3 months away from having a BFA in Acting. I’ll be an ‘adult.’ It’s surreal, thinking about how close I am to achieving something I have spent 5 years studying in two different states. I couldn’t be happier.

I love my boyfriend partner soooooo much (i know how gay that sounded, and i stand by it). I just hate my theater schedule, not just because it’s demanding, but it causes me to rely solely on the bus system of detroit/metro detroit. it sucks. a lot. I’m trying to get a car and I’ve been talking with my mom.  I’m trying so hard every day and it’s made even harder that I don’t get to see my man as much as I should. I think about him all the time.  The whole long 14 hour day i have at school, I think about him. I miss him incessantly. I cannot wait to graduate, not only to pursue my career, get a real job, and be able to spend as much fucking time with my partner as I want. I want to live my life on a schedule i create entirely, no more college, no more time constraints.  Any responsibility i have, I will have control over.  I just love him so much and want to make him happy and hold him and snuggle him as much as possible.

This semester is shaping up to be great.  Lots of hard work ahead, long nights, lots of sweat and tears, but I’m ready, I know i can get through it.  I know i can figure myself out.  I just needed more self control and drive.  I grew up recently, and I don’t know exactly when, but I did.  

And you know what world, prepare to be taken down motherfucker.