Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Sigh No More
The Chicago Bulls ended the Miami Heat's 27-game winning streak without two of their star players.
The weather is finally in the upper 30's.
And now, it's officially less than a month until my semester stay in Chicago comes to an end.
To the person held responsible for stealing time and making it go by so fast, I'm on to you.
The weekend of St. Patrick's Day really put into perspective just how much time I had left in Chicago. Have I done all I've wanted to do? Visit the right attractions? Explore the right neighborhoods? Truth be told, I'll never know. There's just too much to see/do/hear in a city like ours when you're only limited to 4 months.
I am thankful, however, for the love and company of my wonderful Trinity friends. I know people talk about college and the growing mentality of how "I literally have like, THE best friends EVERRR and no one else's come close, etc." but the truth is, I, Gina, actually have THE best, greatest, most genuine, fill-in-the-blank friends anyone could ask for; I'm talkin' cream of the crop, here. Friends visit friends, it doesn't matter if it's face-to-face or over a video feed, the best kind will always want to stay close.
Missing Hannah Joy, but the rest of the gang is all here.
Life post-Irish weekendpalooza is still treating me well. My internship at Northlight Theatre could not be any more perfect--I have been working with a dream team of colleagues that see me as an asset to the theatre, which speaks volumes.
Our current show, "Stones in His Pockets," has gotten rave reviews and continues to do us proud. Y'all NEED to see this show. 2 men playing 15 roles? In Ireland? Just do it. Also, follow us on the Facebook and Twitter machine if you have yet to do so, it's worth your while.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Making a List, Checking It Twice
This exact date, the 13th of March, marks the 2-month point of my stay in Chicago. It feels as though I've been here for double that length, but I can't even tell anymore. Time and days just sort of mesh together. City life, am I right?
So as I sit here listening to Walk the Moon and deciding if this is the week I dye my hair again, I try to review in depth if after 2 months of living in Chicago I've at least made an effort to do some of the crazy exciting things I had planned to do back in January. Thus, the list. Here's what I've compiled and/or completed in 2 months:
MEET SOMEONE FAMOUS
This should be a fun one. In a city like Chicago, I am beyond determined to meet someone famous. And before I go on about how this could be a huge stretch, I'll share some Intel I have about my theater's final show of the season:
We've casted Rhea Perlman as our female lead. We're talking Cheers, Matilda, and countless other credits (she's also recognized as Danny DeVito's ex-wife...woof.) But do y'all know that this means? I COULD MEET RHEA!
RUN THE LAKE FRONT
Obviously, the weather is not permitting me to do this. That's not entirely true...but for those of you who are like 'Gina, just dress warm and suck it up,' I say to you NO.
I will happily wait until I can wear shorts outside and SWEAT in the sun than FREEZE in the middle of March. (P.S. I thought that stupid groundhog didn't see his shadow...so what gives? I want spring. And I wanted it yesterday).
Anyone who knows me well knows that I have some of the best luck when it comes to thrifting; essentially, it's an art form. You gotta know the quality prices, the steals, the store itself, etc. I just so happened to stumble upon a thrift store with my roommate Julie one Saturday, and we were able to snag ourselves some sweet St. Patrick's Day shirts!
GO TO A CONCERT AT LEAST ONCE A MONTH
This has and will be the biggest challenge of them all. Although I have already tackled January and February with flying colors, March leaves much to be desired. I'm pushing to get tickets for a Scottish band I like called Frightened Rabbit or maybe splurging on tickets for Green Day. Either show would be great to see, I just need to commit and pick a show. Oh, hey, indecisiveness, how's it hangin'?
Now this list is short, yes, but other goals have yet to be set. I just really wanted to get these bad boys out of the way and someday look back and say "Wow, go you. That was YOUR life. You did good, kid." You know, give the grandkids something to talk about.