I had a really nice break. Partied with some the people who go to state schools b/c we had the same break, went to the spa with my mom, baked, and missed new york/school/my friends. I also went to my high school's musical, Guys and Dolls, which was SO WEIRD! I've never seen one at my high school b/c I've been in them since the 3rd great, so it was crazy to sit there while the overture started. For the most part it was good, except for the parts where I was like pff, if I was that part this scene would be SO GOD DAMN GOOD. But besides that, I really liked going. I talked to my old director, and I remembered how much I loved her. I also talked to the choreographer Dan (or as I liked to throw around "dan, dan, the dancing man." i'm sure he thought it was hilarious at the time, but now that everyone and their mom calls him that I'm sure he doesn't think its so funny.) Dan asked again where I went & I didn't have to go through the its in the village, project runway/actor's studio thang (or the "ha, yeaaah, they closed the 'old school' and opened up my school" aka thanks for making this great fucking school a joke haha, love that!) so that was cool. Then this mom came over and interupt our awesome conversation and bragged to Dan how she taught her daughter how to dance sexy in the "hot-box" scene in the play. After this mom went away Dan was just like "well...that was weird."
So all and all, a good break.
One of my favorite parts of the break was driving back into the city & totally feeling like I was coming back home.