The new job seems good. Training was a little overwhelming and I had to meet so many people. Everyone was curious about me. They heard I was Theresa's friend and that I also lived in NYC. Then people would ask me why I lived there so I said I used to be an actor. Then they asked why I moved to LA and I just said it was for my boyfriend's acting career. Then the girl training me asked me if I liked to eat because I'm really skinny. I was offended because honestly I eat like a truckdriver so if I'm skinny it's just genetics (I know. I feel bad when I say that because people hate me for it but I also had to endure being called "boner" in 8th grade because I was "bony" so I deserve to eat what I want and not get fat.) And besides, she doesn't know me so who cares what she thinks. But I know that when she finds out I don't eat meat she's going to say some shit because everyone does.  Me being an actor and a vegetarian seems to confuse people in general. They just don't know what to make of me.

I started getting sad on the bus ride home because I wondered if this was it for me. Am I going to keep working at this place for years to come? Manny keeps telling me to make a plan now that I finally have some sort of stability with the job and what not. But right now my only plan is to do well at this job. I can't think too much ahead.

I had my first UCB class show today. My cousin, her husband, Manny and 2 friends came. I felt loved. =) And they all said I was really funny so that felt good. It took awhile for me to get my improv. mojo going because transitioning to LA was stressing me out and I was thrown off by the fact that my class is 13 men and 2 women.  I'm very happy with how the show turned out. I felt so relaxed onstage and I didn't feel like I had to force anything. It's a great feeling. And one of the guys in class actually patted me on the back and said I was great afterwards. Most importantly, I performed in LA for the first time!

So what's the plan right now? I guess it's kind of broad. Basically I want to do everything that makes me happy and I'd like to really make LA my home (save some money, decorate my apartment, make friends etc.). The rest will come! (This is the pep talk I have to give myself when I get an anxiety attack.) Wow. I just read through the above paragraphs. One minute I'm freaking out and the next I'm feeling good...