I think I'll start by giving everyone who cares a quick update on my summer and how I'm doing with my summer goals. If you remember my post from late June you'll know that my goals were to get out in nature, stay healthy, and expand my horizons beyond musical theater. So far I feel pretty good about the progress I've made on all of these. I've definitely been exploring nature a lot lately. Countless drives up the canyon, walks around the city, and I even went camping for the first time last weekend. Definitely one of the funnest weekends I can remember in a long time. Seven of my closest friends from high school and I went up by Mirror Lake in Kamas. I feel pretty good about the the progress I've made as far as getting acquainted with hobbies other than musical theater. I've read a lot of books, most of which have been acting theory books or plays, but I recently bought a book about philosophy that I'm really excited to read.
|Camping crew, minus Derick|
As most of you already know, I won't be able to return to The Boston Conservatory for my sophomore year because of financial reasons. I found this out about two weeks ago and was seriously heartbroken. I still am. I've met some of the most amazing friends in this last year and it's awful to have to be away from them. The situation seriously sucks, but one thing I've been doing lately is opening my eyes. This summer I've been introduced to some great people who I'm lucky enough to be in a class with next year. I've been offered a spot as a sophomore in the University of Utah's MTP and I can't explain how grateful I am. The program is doing some awesome shows this year that I'm hoping to be a part of, I'll have some great opportunities here, and I'll be staying close to my friends, which means so much to me.
I don't exactly consider myself to be a religious person, in fact I disagree with a lot of principles of organized religion. But time and time again I've been shown that everything happens for a reason. Faith is an extremely important part of a person's life, whether it's in organized religion or not. A couple weeks ago, right when I found out that I wasn't going back to Boston, I was out shopping with two of my girlfriends. We were in this cute little boutique store called The Children's Hour. It's one of those stores that is absolutely FILLED from top to bottom with little trinkets and clothes and decorations. While my friends were over looking at shoes, for some odd reason I was drawn into this little corner of the store and saw a plaque that said "Sometimes 'right back where you started from' is right where you belong." I immediately bought it. If that's not some kind of sign, I don't know what is. Having faith that, in some way or another, I'm right where I belong is one of the most comforting feelings in the world.