The title pretty much says it all.  This is long overdue, but I’ll try to keep this post short because honestly I start to get uncomfortable talking about my personal life at length.

I have started my second semester as an MFA graduate student in Asian Performance (Theatre).  I now can officially say I live in Hawaii.  This past semester felt so surreal, in more ways than one.  The most important being a student again for the first time in 2+ years.  It is both weird and wonderful.  Both stressful, frustrating, and depressing at times but also fun, challenging, and exciting so many other times.

I have met some amazing, talented, intelligent, beautiful people who I am honored to call friends.  We spend hours talking about all manner of things, see shows, have dinner parties, and plug away at graduate papers in local coffee shops.

I took 6 classes last semester and did not die.  I’m taking 5 now, while attending nightly long rehearsals for the Lā‘ieikawai Hawaiian production scheduled to open in less than 2 weeks and simultaneously working as a Staff Writer for the Ka Leo newspaper’s Features Section, as well as an AV assistant for one of the Film/TV acting classes.

In short, things are busy.  Things are hectic, even f*cking crazy.  Things are amazing.