How I got here...

So heres what you have to do to get into film school:

1. Apply to college

2. Apply directly into the major even if you don't know if you're accepted into the university or not.

3. DO NOT submit any previous work- the F.S. judges judge only on your grades, your involvement in different organizations and a 500 word essay in which you have to spill your life story.

4. Wait. Apps are due in Dec and they probably won't contact you for a while.

5. Wait. There are two cuts and then an interview.

6. You'll get a call if you are scheduled for an interview and a letter if they don't want you.

7. Interview with the associate dean and two of the heads of departments in F.S.

8. Get freaked out and wait.

9. Get a call telling you that you're in or a letter telling you that you're out (its like ANTM right? Wheres Tyra?)

So heres my additions:

Addition to #4 & 5:

I was freaking out about weather or not I'd get accepted so to take my mind off things I decided to help stage manage for our school theatre's production of Willy Wonka the Musical. I had been really involved in theatre all throughout High School and so it was only natural.

Addition to # 6:

I was in tech week rehearsals when they call my house and tell my mother I had an interview. I don't get service in the theatre so when I got out of practice I had fifteen missed calls from my mom and one voicemail saying "call me now." I thought my Dad had fallen off a ladder or something and was in the hospital. So I call her and she says: "Don't leave yet (I have my own car) I'm about to pull into the parking lot." So I'm like OMG my Dad is really badly injured!!! So she pulls up I get into the car, completely freaking out, and she tells me I have an interview. So I scream and get out of the car and tell the first friend I find (who was my friend Jihan and I told her that she'd be the first one I'd tell, good timing).

Addition to # 7:

I was scared shitless. The associate dean reminded me of my english teacher who I'm still intimidated by. It lasted 30 minutes and then afterwards there is a group interview. I still wonder how I made it in, I was so nervous.

Addition to # 9:

I was home for the phone call and I didn't know how to respond when they told me I was in. I mean do you scream for joy or do you politely thank? They told me that originally I was an 'alternate' but someone dropped out so I was in. I guess I need to thank that guy Jose who was in my interview who I didn't like. Hey! Thanks Jose for choosing to go to NYU and not come to FSU!

After all that, 1st year is required courses and 2nd year you start film school classes (PS. they choose your schedule for you, its kinda like middle school or even elementary school.)

So tomorrows my orientation bright and early at 9am. plan on getting a good nights sleep- I feel like a kindergartner again or that I'm about to do ITBS testing for 9 hrs.

About This....

Heres the introduction, the Act 1 in Nerd-Speak:

I am a 19 year old Film Student at FSU and I am going to orientation in two days- and I am scared shit-less. More about that later. I just moved into my apartment which is a little far from campus to the dismay of my parents and for the most part I'm settled. I have two roommates named Ashley, Kathryn and a puppy named Oliver (who is already larger than my 13 year old dog back at home). I want to keep a blog to chronicle my journey through the film school and also remember everything that has happened because lets face it I'm not very good at remembering things long term.

So what you need to know:

I am a Sophomore and part of a Christian sorority (I know right? Good luck with that at F.S.).

I'm a little bit of a nerd as you will see and I love Disney and Harry Potter (probably not good to love two of the biggest franchises to ever suck all of your money out of your pockets). I am also not very knowledgeable about filmmakers and sorts- oops.

"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

...Robert Frost