Well, folks, it had to happen SOMETIME

That's right, ladies and gentlemen. This weekend, I experienced the darker side of my weekly SNL agenda that is far more realistic and far more upsetting than previous weeks. I spent 14 hours on the street Friday night. I braved the wind and freezing temperatures. I cleared all my plans for Saturday night, got dressed up, and took the subway up to Rockefeller Center to wait in line to be let in the studio. Number 12! That's a great, low number, right?! Not low enough, my friends, not low enough. I didn't get into the show. They let FIVE people into the live show. Five. I was turned away. It was a sad, sad night for Emily. I actually handled it quite well...I mean, I had a great streak (that was already broken when I went out of town), and it's not like I'll never see the show again. I'll be back next live episode, this didn't ruin it all for me. I WAS sad. But I'm okay now. I stuck around and hung out in a Starbucks until the end of the show so I could say hi to the cast. I almost like that more than seeing the actual show live, anyway.

Other than that...the weekend went by quickly and I am not looking forward to this week. I have my Tisch portfolio due by Thursday, and I'm only starting to stress about that NOW...oops. I have GOT to make myself do it! I'm just really stressed and nervous that what I write won't be good enough and I'll feel like a huge failure. But by not doing it at all...I become less of a failure?! NO. I also have to just remember to put everything I've got on the line, but know that it's not the END of the world if I don't get into that program. It would be extremely perfect in every way, though.

Can it please stop snowing?! I can't handle walking to class with this accumulating snow. It's a blizzard right now. Gross.

I am going to write some sketches and hope that I can deem them worthy enough for the portfolio. And I really, really want to go to bed. :)