Hello From Improv Camp!

Was that the saddest/lamest headline you’ve ever read? Probably. I know that every time someone has asked me what I’m doing this summer, I have burnt bright red with embarrassment, muttering my grand plans of being unemployed, taking a summer class, going to improv camp, and maybe getting hired for a Fall internship if I wish on a star hard enough/send enough desperate emails.


But here’s the truth: I am actually NOT embarrassed to be at improv camp because I paid to be here myself (now I am BROKE, ha ha who knew it cost so frickin much to learn how to make things up?) and am having a great time. I’m doing the five week iO summer intensive in Chicago, and can’t believe that the first week has already come and gone.


I was really nervous to be here and living in an Airbnb and going to a camp with no one I know. And if you know me well, you know I DEFINITELY sobbed in my little room as soon as my parents dropped me off (I did it in solitude though, like a REAL adult). But my group is awesome and full of super cool and funny people from around the world, and I feel like I’m getting better at improv and getting out of my comfort zone in general, so I’m really happy to be here and grateful for my family and friends for supporting me so that I can do stuff like this 🙂


Some non-improv highlights of this week have been beginning my marathon training plan, running a 6k along Lake Michigan with two cool cats from my iO section, spending time with my family in Chi-Town before they left, makin’ friends and hanging out with people from my section, getting dinner and seeing a show at Second City with the incredible women of the Henry family, and eating ice cream on a hot day.

Chicago is a great city and the people here are very nice. I like their pizza a lot.

The only lowlights (is that the right term? I mean if there are highlights, it makes sense to have lowlights, don’t you think? FRICK, I should know this, I’m an English major [that will be the exact title of my memoir, by the way]!) were getting ravaged and burnt by the sun at the beach, and finding out that my Airbnb doesn’t have cable television. All-in-all, not bad!

It’s been a rockin’ Week 1. I don’t know if anyone really reads these posts of mine, but if you are one of my few fans (i.e. a member of my family), I’m sorry I never really write stuff for this blog, but I’ll try to update every Sunday to recap the week while I’m here in Chicago. Thanks for reading and also, Mom and Dad, I swear I’ll be rakin’ in the dough and employed as soon as I’m back in NYC so PLEASE DON’T WORRY!

Thanks for reading, have a great week!





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