When stepping into a holy place, our eyes seek the light. If we’re lucky, the light will be shining through a stained glass window, adding illumination and beauty at once. Stained glass windows tell stories, educate and inspire.
Mountains and family.
It may taste like shit, but it’s healthy.
4: talk about the thing you regret most so far.
I really regret the period of time during my senior year when I kind of gave up on myself a bit. I was dealing with anxiety attacks, constant migraines and was constantly afraid of panicking during a class or rehearsal. I just remember hating all the things that I normally enjoy—rehearsals, school work, fun outings with friends. There was a period of a few weeks during Shrek where if I wasn’t at school/rehearsal I was sitting on my couch at home binge watching Supernatural. Eventually it got a bit better, but then during Twelfth Night I kinda spiraled back into a sad place again. What I really regret about the situation is that I didn’t fight or even attempt to pull myself out of the sadness, I just let it consume me. It was only after I had the embarrassing anxiety attack during Crucible and finally got a doctor who was able to diagnose me (silent migraines that are known for triggering anxiety attacks and such) that I started to actually feel okay again.
I just wish that I hadn’t let myself be so scared of everything. I feel like I missed out on parts of my senior year that I really would have enjoyed otherwise.
22: Talk about your worst fear.
Losing someone I love. I honestly don’t know what I would do if I was ever told that something happened to my family/friends. The idea of dealing with that scares the shit out of me honestly.
24: Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot.
After our first performance of The Last Days of Judas Iscariot, I remember I was so scared of what Mr. Chuter would think. Normally he sits in the dress rehearsals for each JV show and gives the student director notes—but the schedule was weird and he wasn’t able to sit in on mine. Which meant that he hadn’t seen ANY of the show until opening night.
I was so nervous during the actual performance. Nervous but proud, because my kiddos kicked ass, but still nervous. Then afterwards I walked over to him because I knew I had to face the music and hear what he thought of the show. He gave me a big hug (at first I was freaked out because… was he giving me a death hug?! or a real hug?! it was a real hug, thank god.) and whispered that the show had made him tear up and that the final moment with Jesus washing Judas’ feet was everything he had hoped it would be.
I dunno man, hearing him say that was the highlight of my high school experience.
32: Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.
In the fifth grade I moved from Kingwood to St. Thomas, Canada. Originally mum, Drew and I were just supposed to go visit my grandmum for a week, but then she fell while trying to clean her pool (she was 87 and lived alone in a three story house, which wasn’t a good idea looking back) and my parents decided we had to stay in Canada for a year and move her into an apartment where she could be looked after and all that. Anyways, I was enrolled in Southwold Public School, which was kindergarten through 8th. The school had a huge field with some playground equipment that was divided into big kids (4th grade through 8th grade) and the littles (everyone else). I was in Mr. Blew’s class, and for the first few weeks of school everyone called me ‘Katie from Texas’.
I remember the first day it snowed at recess, Mr. Blew let everyone take me outside so I could see snow falling for the first time and Bronson Bechard put a snowball down the back of my shirt.
That’s basically all I remember about Southwold. It was a nice place.
I actually had some pretty good times in the Canadian education system.
(sorry it took me so long to answer this, I had to think a bit)
IN THE ABSENCE OF EMPATHY YOU WILL FIND MALEVOLENCE. 2013
Spontaneous trip #2: off to Canada