2 weeks to go...!

With only two weeks to go, I’ve started thinking of my goals for this coming semester. Yes, I generally come up with semester/year goals. No, I don’t always meet them. What I’ve discovered after several years of doing this, though, is that less is more. If I have a couple of goals, I can remember what they are and actually work to accomplish them. If I have over a million (or, you know, five or six) I lose track of what I’m trying to do. So, with that in mind, these are my goals:

1. Commit to a level of being embarrassed. In theatre, I have discovered that if I am not at least slightly embarrassed, I’m not trying as hard as I should be. I anticipate this mostly in movement and dance classes. I may make an idiot of myself, but darn it if I won’t try my very hardest in every element of my study!

2. Organise. I’m not sure if any of you have noticed this, but I make this my goal every single school year. Really. I’m getting better, though, and I feel like maybe it’s just a gradual process, and this year will be better than last year.

3. Be kind, patient, and polite… especially with people and situations that drive me crazy.

4. Be aware of my own needs. I need to make sure I eat healthily, pace myself in various aspects of life, and get some occasional (granted, rare) alone time. Otherwise, I probably won’t be a very good person to be with.

In other news, I’ve just memorised my sonnet, and I’m rather fond of it. Here it is, from memory:

Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness
Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport
Both grace and faults are loved of more and less
Thou make’st faults graces, that to thee resort;
As on the finger of a throned queen
The basest jewel will be well esteemed,
So are those faults that in thee are seen
To truths translated, and for true things deemed.
How many lambs mightst the stern wolf betray,
If like a lamb he could his looks translate?
How many gazers mightst thou lead away,
If thou wouldst use the strength of all they state?
But do not so, I love thee of such sort,
As thou are mine, mine is they good report.