Topic: For the average theater student, there are not nearly enough hours in a day.
Looking back at this week, or even this year as a whole, I am truly amazed at not only the amount of work I accomplish on a daily basis, but also the amount of work I am expected to accomplish by a group of 8 professors who have claimed my life for the next four years. As a major in the Theater Production Arts program at Ithaca College, I spend my days doing homework form 8-12, classes from 12-3 and then crew from 3-midnight. All week I wait for the weekend so I can finally have a chance to sleep in and attempt to catch up on my life. Maybe I'll call home, maybe I'll watch a movie, but whatever I do, I use that time to decompress. After working through a week of a two plate drafting assignment, I finally made it. It was Sunday morning; the god given day of rest had finally arrived. Across the nation millions of Americans had shut off their alarms the night before so they could catch up the much needed rest that they deserved (insert statistics on average waking time). Unfortunately, this week I would not get that opportunity. Out of nowhere, my alarm screams and beeps annoyingly at quarter past 7 to wake me up for my work call 45 minutes later. I was called today from 8am until midnight to prepare for the approaching tech rehearsal for a production of a musical called Baby being put on by the college. I crawled out of bed trying not to wake my roommate, showered, and threw on whatever work clothes I could find in the dark.
Prewriting Session 2
As I exited Dillingham, I could barely feel my feet under me. I felt as though any small wind could push me over at any moment. It was finally time for my one hour lunch break after four hours of work, to which I would return to start another four hour session. As I walked across the quad to Campus Center, I passed fellow Ithaca college students relaxing on the green, slacklining, playing frisbee, or even just reading a book.
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