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Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Business as Usual: Columbia, Broadway in Chicago, and various other updates.
Hello cloud!
I'm sure you've missed my spot-on reviews, hilarious jokes, and wonderful insights. I have been busier than ever and thought I'd try to jot down a few updates and thoughts before I actually have to get down to work.
Columbia College Chicago:
My last semester as a student at Wright College ended on the 8th of December and, as that date approached, I was in full swing trying to prepare to change schools yet again. As a 23 year old college junior, I am no stranger to the art of transferring (this was my third time doing so... fourth if you count the three weeks I went to community college in Kansas City). However, Columbia makes it crystal clear that you are not transferring to any ordinary school. You are transferring to a school full of art and performance majors which costs upwards of $20,000 a year to attend. Good luck finding that kind of money.
I managed to survive orientation last Monday and, much to my surprise, it was fairly painless. My schedule is as follows:
Monday:
Race and Ethnic Relations 10:30 AM - 11:50 AM
Accounting 3:30 PM - 4:50 PM
Tuesday:
Intro to Management 12:30 PM – 3:20 PM
Middle Eastern History/Culture (from 1800) 5:00 PM - 6:20 PM
Wednesday:
Race and Ethnic Relations 10:30 AM – 11:50 PM
Accounting 3:30 PM - 4:50 PM
Thursday:
Middle Eastern History/Culture (from 1800) 5:00 PM – 6:20 PM
Friday:
Business of Live and Performing Arts 12:30 PM – 3:20 PM
My schedule is a little overwhelming. Especially since I have to make an hour long commute to get to school. But the worst part is the money. I generally stress about money all the time, but with a $1500 or so bill about to be looming over my head, it's getting a little ridiculous. I will be accepting donations indefinitely.
Broadway in Chicago:
Last August (I know, it was a long time ago) I applied for a job in the box office at Broadway in Chicago. I knew I had very little chance of getting it, as I had very little experience in a box office setting (if the box office at Wright even counts as a box office setting). However, I managed to pull it off and I've been working here since November. I love my job - which is something few people can really say - and the people I work with are pretty amazing. Unfortunately, our theater sits empty and my job hours have been cut so dramatically that I have to pull myself back up and start looking for yet another job. I won't be quitting this one, however; because I love it too much and it is too good of an opportunity for a performing arts management major to pass up.
My Social Life:
My what?
Overall, things have been good. I have been generally happy living with the love of my life and the best puppy on the planet. I miss my family in Kansas City (shoutout!) every day and I'm still waiting for the majority of them to gain the courage to come visit a real city. But I have a wonderful Chicago family who looks out for me and keeps me from missing my own family too much.
Thanks for reading, cloud. Hoping for more time to update soon.
Lauren
I'm sure you've missed my spot-on reviews, hilarious jokes, and wonderful insights. I have been busier than ever and thought I'd try to jot down a few updates and thoughts before I actually have to get down to work.
Columbia College Chicago:
My last semester as a student at Wright College ended on the 8th of December and, as that date approached, I was in full swing trying to prepare to change schools yet again. As a 23 year old college junior, I am no stranger to the art of transferring (this was my third time doing so... fourth if you count the three weeks I went to community college in Kansas City). However, Columbia makes it crystal clear that you are not transferring to any ordinary school. You are transferring to a school full of art and performance majors which costs upwards of $20,000 a year to attend. Good luck finding that kind of money.
I managed to survive orientation last Monday and, much to my surprise, it was fairly painless. My schedule is as follows:
Monday:
Race and Ethnic Relations 10:30 AM - 11:50 AM
Accounting 3:30 PM - 4:50 PM
Tuesday:
Intro to Management 12:30 PM – 3:20 PM
Middle Eastern History/Culture (from 1800) 5:00 PM - 6:20 PM
Wednesday:
Race and Ethnic Relations 10:30 AM – 11:50 PM
Accounting 3:30 PM - 4:50 PM
Thursday:
Middle Eastern History/Culture (from 1800) 5:00 PM – 6:20 PM
Friday:
Business of Live and Performing Arts 12:30 PM – 3:20 PM
My schedule is a little overwhelming. Especially since I have to make an hour long commute to get to school. But the worst part is the money. I generally stress about money all the time, but with a $1500 or so bill about to be looming over my head, it's getting a little ridiculous. I will be accepting donations indefinitely.
Broadway in Chicago:
Last August (I know, it was a long time ago) I applied for a job in the box office at Broadway in Chicago. I knew I had very little chance of getting it, as I had very little experience in a box office setting (if the box office at Wright even counts as a box office setting). However, I managed to pull it off and I've been working here since November. I love my job - which is something few people can really say - and the people I work with are pretty amazing. Unfortunately, our theater sits empty and my job hours have been cut so dramatically that I have to pull myself back up and start looking for yet another job. I won't be quitting this one, however; because I love it too much and it is too good of an opportunity for a performing arts management major to pass up.
My Social Life:
My what?
Overall, things have been good. I have been generally happy living with the love of my life and the best puppy on the planet. I miss my family in Kansas City (shoutout!) every day and I'm still waiting for the majority of them to gain the courage to come visit a real city. But I have a wonderful Chicago family who looks out for me and keeps me from missing my own family too much.
Thanks for reading, cloud. Hoping for more time to update soon.
Lauren
Monday, July 25, 2011
Follow the Yellow Brick Road
Good afternoon "cloud",
I have spent the last three days looking around in awe at the changes that can happen to a city in two years. James and I took the Amtrak train to Kansas City on Thursday and it has been quite a vacation.
I think now would be a good time to tell the story of exactly how (and why) I moved to Chicago in the first place.
When I was six years old, my parents granted custody of me to my grandparents and I moved from Kansas City, Kansas (Wyandotte county) to Prairie Village, Kansas (Johnson county). From then on, my grandparents became my parents and my biological parents became two people who I visited on weekends and saw on holidays. My biological mother died shortly after that and the rest is history.
That information is important in order to understand my feelings when my Grandpa was diagnosed with - and eventually died of - pancreatic cancer in 2009. After that, I had what most people would call a breakdown. I immediately dropped out of college (where I was a sophomore at the time) and moved back in with my Grandma. We fought all the time and I realized that moving back home was a terrible idea. I had recently come into some money and, after a weekend trip to Chicago in June, I decided I wanted to move there. By July 1st, 2010, I was moved in to my first Chicago apartment.
I have visited home about twice a year for the last two years. Since I left, a lot of things have changed. The neighborhood looks different, the city looks different, some of my old hangouts are gone or have changed. I am not a fan of change, so a lot of these things really bother me. After I left Shawnee Mission East (where I went to high school) they remodeled it and it doesn't look anything like it used to. I went to visit an old teacher last year and the changes bothered me more than they should have. I had to ask for help to get to his classroom, as everything had been moved. I went back to my Grandma's house and cried for half an hour because of those changes. I really don't like change.
However, bringing James with me makes things like that less painful. I get to show him - the born and bread Chicagoan - my old stomping ground and that makes me happy. We've had a lot of fun this week but I'm ready to get back to Chicago and start another job hunt. We leave at 7:30 tomorrow morning.
Thanks for reading "cloud",
Lauren
Coming up:
Movie review: Captain America
Business review: Amtrak
Reaction post: Amy Winehouse and the Norway massacre
I have spent the last three days looking around in awe at the changes that can happen to a city in two years. James and I took the Amtrak train to Kansas City on Thursday and it has been quite a vacation.
I think now would be a good time to tell the story of exactly how (and why) I moved to Chicago in the first place.
When I was six years old, my parents granted custody of me to my grandparents and I moved from Kansas City, Kansas (Wyandotte county) to Prairie Village, Kansas (Johnson county). From then on, my grandparents became my parents and my biological parents became two people who I visited on weekends and saw on holidays. My biological mother died shortly after that and the rest is history.
That information is important in order to understand my feelings when my Grandpa was diagnosed with - and eventually died of - pancreatic cancer in 2009. After that, I had what most people would call a breakdown. I immediately dropped out of college (where I was a sophomore at the time) and moved back in with my Grandma. We fought all the time and I realized that moving back home was a terrible idea. I had recently come into some money and, after a weekend trip to Chicago in June, I decided I wanted to move there. By July 1st, 2010, I was moved in to my first Chicago apartment.
I have visited home about twice a year for the last two years. Since I left, a lot of things have changed. The neighborhood looks different, the city looks different, some of my old hangouts are gone or have changed. I am not a fan of change, so a lot of these things really bother me. After I left Shawnee Mission East (where I went to high school) they remodeled it and it doesn't look anything like it used to. I went to visit an old teacher last year and the changes bothered me more than they should have. I had to ask for help to get to his classroom, as everything had been moved. I went back to my Grandma's house and cried for half an hour because of those changes. I really don't like change.
However, bringing James with me makes things like that less painful. I get to show him - the born and bread Chicagoan - my old stomping ground and that makes me happy. We've had a lot of fun this week but I'm ready to get back to Chicago and start another job hunt. We leave at 7:30 tomorrow morning.
Thanks for reading "cloud",
Lauren
Coming up:
Movie review: Captain America
Business review: Amtrak
Reaction post: Amy Winehouse and the Norway massacre
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