London calling

Today I miss London. I always miss London, but today it's more prevalent. Reasons why have developed over the course of the day, and possibly a little last night. Lets just start by saying last night was hard and when times get hard I find myself yearning for Europe, it was such a lovely escape from the reality of homework and boys and starting jobs. This evening when our parents decided it was time for Miles and I to do homework I said we should revolt and not do it. That led me to listening to Matilda: the Musical, which I saw in London this may and also is set in England where they all have accents. I then found my way from a facebook post to youtube and a girl who talks about British accents and phrases and I ended up subscribing to her. And now I am lost in London. Oh my lovely London. I miss the cobbled streets, the large open parks, the closeness of many extraordinary plays. I was able to see 5 very different very good works of theatre while I was there and I miss it. I miss it so much my heart could burst. 

And so the Bell Tolls

Fall begins to settle in, sunflowers start lining the highways and fall fashion starts a massive upswing. This could just be one of my favorite times of the year, if it weren't for a small hiccup. I have homework. Honestly i really don't mind school, being here brings friends and learning. Homework seems like a massive waist of my time. Which is what brought me back to my blog, I find that writing the words in my head is far more interesting than my Theatre History book. Love theatre like I do, it just has that textbook drone. But as I sit here in the hallway I can hear the chatter of the mass in the costume shop working away their hours waiting for rehearsals to begin, and the want for some alone time that isn't crowded by the black words swirling on white pages has made me realize that sometimes it's okay to just flit away. And I really seem to be doing that a lot this semester, my classes are putting me to sleep already and it's only the third week back so instead I dream. My dreams, I believe, are far to large for my life right now. How interesting a thought, to have wants that are larger than life, to break out of this rut and do something but not exactly knowing how. I have so much love for where I am but I am also so ready to leave and do and love.

Wanderings

As I work on my Othello character analysis many things are coming to my mind.
First, my family is watching The Book Thief downstairs and I am reminded of War Horse. War not only affects those who are fighting. Many innocent are killed and hurt in the process. War is ugly, one day there will be peace on this Earth and I will look towards Christ when that happens. until then, I pray for all those who are affected by violence and war.
Second, anyone who says that Desdemona is a weak character or that Emilia has little purpose needs to reread Othello. These women in this play are very loyal and strong characters. To the point where both of them accept death instead of lying and wavering. That to me is beyond strong.
Third, tomorrow I will get on a plane and fly across the pond to England and France. I am beyond happy and cannot wait to see these amazing paces. I will have to tell more when I return.
For now: Love all, Trust few, Do wrong to none.
-A

Julia Lipnitskaia | FREE SKATE | LIVE 1-19-14

Figure Skating makes my jaw drop and this girl certainly is amazing. Now I want to go ice skating... even though all I can do is move forward.

Basket case

Sincerely yours, the breakfast club.

Still not sure why they decided to call themselves that. But it was still a great movie and I understand why it's an 80's icon. This is why I want to be an actress, I want to make people feel, to make them think. There is no way to walk away from that film without reflecting on how you treat others. And maybe you go back to school or work the next day and see that person you just can't stand and you end up treating them the same, but maybe you stop and just leave it be and try a little harder to be accepting. It's hard, I judge people constantly, it's unfortunate really. How do I know their background? How they were raised, what their thoughts and feelings are, if they are insecure of the very thing I am judging them for. Who am I to put them in a category when I haven't even given them a chance? But we all do it, and we all want to be accepted and to be loved by the people we idolize. What a messed up circle! Maybe we can never actually break the circle, but I hope that more people try and stretch and twist it and find ways to accept and be accepted. 

"I have a dream."

Sincerely yours, 

-Allison Hogge, a basket case. 

Being Thankful

Sitting here in weber states costume shop break room (that's a mouthful) eating peanut butter crakers with some knock off Nutella and a bowl of ramen, and I can't help thinking of how lucky and grateful I am of the department I am in. Not only are we educated in many aspects (today for instance we talked about the history of the 1940's very passionately, I danced for two hours, and then I read and discussed part of the play "Follies" by the one and only Stephen Sondheim) but they also help feed us. The costume break room has canned and packaged foods that are brought from fellow students and faculty to share. As a poor college student saving up for a trip to Europe, this is really a very wonderful service. It's amazing how when you start thinking of how grateful you are for something it always leads to being grateful for other things in life. And I am really thankful for my life, it can be hard but I have so many many blessings 

Thank you all

-Allison Hogge

Life in a nutshell

Every day should be treated thus