Life After Oxy
Blogger: Miranda Sieg
So, I’ve been home for a week or so and I haven’t had a day off yet! I’ve been spending lots of time with family, or at rehearsal, and today I saw a friend of mine from elementary school. Anyway, I got myself involved with the Compleat Works of William Shakespeare (Abridged) again this year as an assistant stage manager instead of an actor this time, and it’s been eating up more time than I thought. I have absolute faith that the show will be fabulous, but we’ve only been rehearsing for a week so it’s very rough. Still, it’s giving me major flashbacks to last year when I was on the other side of the house - on stage.
People keep asking me what I’m doing after graduation and it’s not like I get panicky or anything, but I really don’t know what I’m going to do. If I don’t get a job teaching English in Japan I really don’t even know what I want to do. That said, I’m a double major from Occidental College with summer research and a semester abroad under my belt, as well as a variety of activities and a job I’ve had for 4 years under my soon-to-be-black belt. I think I’ll be fine. Still, I should start applications. I just can’t really envision my future. Oh well. Occidental has given me many tools and a good reputation to go with them. No matter where I end up I’ll be able to succeed, partly because I am an Occidental student. It sounds like a plug, but it’s true.
Anyway, I’m enjoying my time at home, waiting for some real snow, not the slushy stuff we got Wednesday morning. I’m seeing two of my best friends this weekend. We have no idea what we’re doing, when or where, but I have no doubt we will have a great time! That’s the best part about going home. Not seeing the family, which is great and everything, just, being able to comeback to your friends, and nothing has changed. I may not see them more than twice a year, but we’re still just as close as we were four years ago when I graduated from high school. Although, to be perfectly honest the best part of coming home is seeing my dog because I can’t talk to her on the phone. She’s snoring on my feet right now, precious.