Introducing, from deep in the heart of Manor Park East, my first Blog Entry!!

So welcome to the first entry of my blog. What an exciting first sentence! I bet you can’t wait to read on. I never thought I’d write a blog until I was purging items in my house a few weeks ago and happened upon a very old journal I kept for 3 years. It was hilarious to read, as I realized how much I :


-Grew up
-Obsessed over things (well that hasn't changed!)
-How young and foolish I was


But that is all apart of growing up I suppose. So I wondered how different would it be now and what kind of interesting things (or not) I could write about. I mean, I have a very busy life…maybe not interesting but certainly busy and entertaining. So here I am . Hope it’s as interesting to others as it seems to be to me.

So, what to write about? Well how about how I felt reading that old journal of mine and reminding myself how far I’ve come, and how silly some things were. What I found to be truly amazing was the muscle memory (those of you in Theatre know all about that) and the emotions reading some of that envoked. For example, I started it when I had just met my first love, although didn’t know he’d be my first love at the time, Christopher Lloyd Jack (wonder where he is). It progressed to our funny teenage courtship, then to the break up (GOD I was so heartbroken, just an absolute mess), then to my obsessive crush on this guy Jamie who I met at a party who is a guy I barely remember. There were even references to some guy I met at the ‘Nox at Ottawa U and I laughed as I read it because I said out loud “who the hell was that??”. Memory is a funny thing. But as I read about Chris, then a bit about Steve G. in Petawawa during my Militia years, it’s funny how the emotion is kind of still there. Part of me will always love these boys (well Steve was more mature manly then his years at the time and I still hold him in great regard) and I always hope they are happy, and living good fruitful lives. But what was really funny was just how young I was. A lot has changed, and so it should.

Then I found my Studio 58 journal while I was going through books, and am so glad I kept that. It has so many acting notes that I can keep, but it also brought back the emotions and great memories I had going there , which doesn’t seem that long ago but really was – so Journals can be very emotional still, and helpful. I just find it amazing how much I remember, but also what I forget.