first week daze

Did I ever tell you about my interview? I was a nervous wreck, I couldn't get a decent sleep the night before. To make the long story short I got in. I don't know how many of us were interviewed for the six slots, ten? twenty? thirty? Maybe I'll ask them when I'm not feeling too shy. Nothing ever sinks in with me, not the fact that I'm being paid to learn everything that I possibly can. Not the full-length script on my hands, the notebook, the cameras, the theater, the people. I'm still lost yet I'm sure that in one way or another I have found a direction in this foreign land. First week of work? Check. Let's get it on.