January 2008


so… im currently a big mess

i have the flu

i’ve had way too much time on my hands this week, because ive been staying home sick

im in the bathtub right now

ive been spending all of my “free time” pondering about the future… my future… after i graduate

im listening to “this american life” at the moment… and its about prisoners doing hamlet… and im trying my hardest to not start bawling

and i have no idea what im doing with my life

im coming to realize that i want to do *so* much. now that im graduating… i feel like i have such little time. is this normal? i feel like there is SO much that im meant to do…

is it weird to think that im destined to do great things? like… change the world?

right now the only thing is that i feel stifled and overwhelmed by the expanse of paths that will open up for my life when i graduate. and i have to be making decisions soon, or else my decision will be made for me by external forces (mostly deadlines…)

i want to go to grad school

i want to grow deeper in my studies as a theater/dance/performance artist (namely viewpoints, suzuki, gratowski work, and moment work)

i want to do a meditation retreat

i want to become one of the youngest certified teachers of stage combat in the Society of American Fight Directors

i want to go back to ireland

i want to fall in love again

i want to find an old master of a martial art that means something to me, go hide out in the mountains and just train and learn and devote myself to the art

i want to just… dance

i want to live in a big city and find an ensemble that i can make work with

i want to bring the training and the experiences i have been able to have as a performing artist at this little hippie buddhist college and spread it to the traditional theatre world

i just need to figure out which one of these to do first…

so dear readers… break is now officially over.  I got into boulder 2 days ago and have been battling with being sick… :P

my last semester has just started, which is exciting and terrifying all at the same time, and hopefully i’ll be able to take it as it comes… the biggest thing on my plate is my thesis project… which has its first “official” rehearsal tomorrow.

i think the only thing i need to say right now is that i’m SO glad to be back in Boulder.  as isolated and detached from the real world as Boulder and Naropa both are… theyre rather wonderful bubbles to exist in.  Maybe its just the lack of oxygen due to altitude, or just the fact that i’m living at my own place again, but im currently in love… with everyone and everything.  i think the suburbs of chicago made me realize how much i take for granted in my life in hippie-town.

annnyways… im about to embark on the epic journey that will be my final semester of undergraduate education… and im excited.

WINTER WONDERLAND 2008 IS IN FULL SWIIIING!! :D

thats right… for the past 2 days ive been playing with swords and doing dangerous things for a good 10 hours every day… and its been glorious.

i go back to boulder in 2 days!! wheeee!! it’ll be great to be back in my house with my…”family” again… :D and just to leave you all with a bit of stage combat humor…

a quote from an instructor whilst teaching smallsword technique “first, i engage her, then i beat her, deceive her, and then come inside her…”

(note… to “engage” blades means to have them touching but not yet attacking or parrying…

to “beat” refers to hitting the blade in order to open the defender up to an attack

to “deceive” refers to a deception of parry, when the attacker’s blade avoids an oncoming parry and either attacks in the same line or chooses a different target without letting up on the offensive)

the “come inside her” part… well… heh… ;) i’ll leave that up to your imaginations.

so… after coming to the conclusion that i *am* in fact as desirable as a leper on fire… i think i’ll be okay… (read the last post if you’re confused…)

oh also… update… i’ll probably never see him again… because im pretty sure i scared him that bad… but… i guess im okay with that?? i dont even live here so… it was kindof futile… in a way, i guess it was “practice” :P

annnnnnnnnnyways… a couple nights ago when i was having a… “im not going anywhere, im just going to hide myself indoors, eat pizza, and watch TV (mainly food network and discovery) because im slightly crazy and should not be inflicted upon the outside world” kind of night, i became re-addicted to the Spring Awakening soundtrack( oh yeah… im *that* much of a ‘mo)

((for those of you who dont know, Spring Awakening is a new musical that won a hojillion Tony awards this year (including best musical and best original score) and its scandalous and wonderful and based off of a shit-stirring german play of the same title by Frank Wedekind, published in 1891))

annnyways… the score is *rocking* and was written by duncan sheik, which i was rather surprised at. for me, personally… i was kindof expecting to be terrible, so when i first heard the music, i was absolutely blown away because… it wasnt what i expected at all.

so… in my night of self-pity/self-hatred and comfort food… i got inspired in the shower while belting a song from the show to write a song myself.

now… i had been throwing this idea around in my head for a while, because in thinking about my thesis/degree project, i want it to be interdisciplinary, involving various elements of performance. the theatre part and dance/choreography/physical part i have pretty well mapped out, but i hadnt done anything with the music-element. and fortunately, i was struck with a bit of inspiration in the shower and sat down and… wrote a song!

now… all my life, i had thought that as far as singing/songwriting went, i was always a singer and not a songwriter… but… apparently thats shifting… and being both doesnt seem as completely daunting. the song itself is currently titled “who we are”. in my head, i envision it to be rather epic and a “singing out to the rafters” kind of deal (a la “Seasons of Love”…but not quite…) im currently trying to figure out how to record it onto my computer and make an MP3 so i can send it out to everyone that is working on my thesis production. its melodically pretty simple, but its a bit structurally wonky… and i kindof like that. i think songs get really boring when they have stereotypical verse/chorus/verse/ stuff going on…

so annnyways… it’ll probably go through a whole bunch of revisions before its actually performed…

also… to give a bit of context… my thesis is an exploration of beauty and violence, focusing on fighting and dance. the main question i want to ask is “can beauty be violent?” and “can violence be beautiful?” all of this kindof falls into a sort of… internal exploration and learning to hold space and acknowledging the duality and extremes that exist in the world.

but yeah… in a nutshell… swashing, buckling, and beautiful dancing (and now singing) in order to bring people to a higher level of consciousness and connectedness to the world around them.

sounds awesome, no? hehe yeah… im really excited about it.

annyways… here are the lyrics to the song… im currently imagining this song happening at a critical moment… like… someone getting killed onstage and it kindof being… incredibly emotional and slightly terrifying

lighting shift

and then the entire ensemble is on stage… and BAM… everyone is in tears because what theyre seeing is so beautiful and sad and touching and life-changing!!!

so there you have it. think of all that while youre reading the lyrics!

“who we are”
music and lyrics – earl kim

(Verse 1)
The knife that cuts
The hand that slaps
And you want to turn your head away in that moment

(Verse 2)
Wait, don’t watch now
Look away, don’t stare
Why do we turn our heads away in that moment?

(Chorus)
This is life
This is pain
This is love
This is hate

This is something that makes us
Something that makes us
Something that makes us Human

(Verse 3)
Where do we turn
When we cant watch
And everything slips away in a moment

(Verse 4)
Look closely now
Watch, and you will see
Humanity exists within in this moment

(Chorus)
This is life
This is pain
This is love
This is hate

This is something that makes us
Something that makes us
Something that makes us Human

(Bridge)
There are times for mourning
And times for joy
But then what’s in the middle?
Is there something more?

What happens when the words we know
Are no longer able to describe

(Bridge-ish?)
What we see with our eyes
What we feel in our hearts
And is it so hard to see
That it can all exist within me?

And though we don’t know
And though we are scared

(re-Bridge?)
There will always be shadows
There will always be light
There will always be beauty
And sometimes we’ll have to fight

(Chorus)
This is life
This is pain
This is love
This is hate

This is something that makes us
Something that makes us
Something that makes us Human

And… this is who we are.

wow…

sometimes i think im too awkward to be alive…

so… ive been hanging out with this guy the last couple of days… which has been alot of fun.  he’s so different from the people im used to hanging out with, but he’s… i dunno… he’s comfortable and confident in his own skin in a way that is incredibly rare and makes me want to spend more time with him, but simultaneously makes me really nervous (in a good way… in an exciting, butterflies-in-stomach kind of way).  annnyways… i made a gigantic ass out of myself in front of/to him last night right as the night ended.   i tried to kiss him goodnight from outside the minivan he was driving, but got *really* nervous, choked, and ended up awkwardly kissing his eye/side of his nose/parts of his face that i did not originally intend to shower my affection upon.  yeah… retrospectively… its rather hilarious, and maybe i can use it in a movie one day… but what made it even more awkward was that the minivan (that i had, moments before said disastrous kiss, been a passenger of) was FILLED with his friends…

so yeah… i made a gigantic awkward arse of myself in front of a whole bunch of people and the guy im totally crushing on.  how tragic.

also… please note… that this guy… is one of the “cool kids” or… i think he is…  well at least compared to my dorky, artsy-fartsy, nerdy, awkward self.

::sigh:: i constantly overanalyze… everything… im always too hard on myself… and i just cant seem to be able to stop judging myself and being so… in my head.

grrr… if ive learned anything about myself, its that im incredibly intolerant and impatient with myself… and the whole night i kept silently cursing myself for not having the courage to… well… i dunno… just *do something*

blarrrrgh…