a day in the life.

this post is inspired by Alice. (my own personal comedy mermaid)

5:30am- 6:30- wake up. toss around. start thinking about things I don't want to.

6:45am- keep thinking.

7:00am- finally get out of bed

7:45am- take a quick uber to my new job

8:05am- arrive at my new job

8:05-1:45pm- do all the new job things, think a lot about if this is the right place for me

2:00pm- finally decide it is

2:45pm- text my friend to see if she wants to meet for lunch

3:25pm- chat with my friend over sandwiches and tacos

3:45pm- walk with her to the brown line; Fullerton to Sedgwick

3:55pm- walk down North Avenue and discover that we make each other better

4:00pm- part ways

4:15pm- buy macaroons

4:30pm- enjoy macaroons while listening to a comedy podcast

5:00pm- open google drive and start working on sketches before rehearsal; get a free coffee

7:30pm- go to an apartment to play make-em ups with my favorite lady tribe

10:00pm- head home in an uber pool, share it with two band members who smell bad.

12:00am- walk into my apartment, explain my whole life to Austin; forget to wash my face, pass out on one side of my bed

Jimmy Carrane- .... what advice do you have for someone starting out in improv today? 

Cecily Strong- I would say, go to Chicago

Always a background character & more on theatre.

If I remember correctly the very first time I was on stage was during a live nativity scene. I was four-years-old and I was playing a background star (an actual star). The next time I was on stage was in the third grade, the play was the Little Boy Who Cried Wolf and I was a townsperson. I had one line and in my most pathetic performance voice I would say: "Who will save us now?"

After my successful career as a background star and a townsperson, I could tell that this was the life for me.

I then went on to play roles such as a business women in my 8th grade play, a gentlemen suitor in my first high school musical, the role of Girl in my first college one-act, the Waiter in my first college show, and the Solider in my first college Shakespeare show.

I was the unknown character of your dreams. I'd like to say I was a stand out. I'd like to say directors groveled on the floor when they realized what they had done. How had they cast such a shining star as a background character? But no, I would play my character to it's full potential. Straight laced. The girl, the solider, the star. 

It seems like I would have given up at this point, right? Nope, I took a real hard look at my acting resume and said, "I guess I'll make a career out of this."

Seems reckless, seems like a silly thing to do, seems not so practical, seems like any logical person would take their college success and compare it to their real-life potential, right?

I don't know what possessed me to believe that acting was the end all be all for me but I'm sure glad it did. I haven't ever really thought of myself as a confident person; I'm more of a fake it, all the time, anytime until everyone believes you. So it wasn't confidence that brought me here. 

I think at first it was proving a point. Proving that I am good enough to be a leading lady and actually if I'm not your leading lady I will go ahead and create my own leading lady and be her. I think it's my belief that talent is not measured by certain people's approval.

I am just now realizing that nothing really gives me validation, but I keep on playing. It's really just because I enjoy it. I find a lot of happiness in playing make believe with good people.   

***Here are a few characters no one asked me to play (with makeup by Tyle Bivens) so why not go ahead and try to play them professionally.  

Charming Chicago!

I finally visited the city of my dreams.

here is a poem about it. 

Chi-town boogie, boogie down 

chi-town boogie, lets get around

4 am time for our flight

clear skies, no rain

drinking OJ for a little delight    

please don't forget the champagne

Flying high in the sky, its Tyles first time

no pee in his pants to be found

because its..

Chi-town boogie, boogie down 

chi-town boogie, lets get around

Get off the plane 

no time to toot

give us more Champagne 

at Local Root

after several mimosas a nap was our wish

just a nice place to rest our head

we woke up and searched for Chicago Deep Dish

Katie preferred the trash can at Panera Bread

we ended the night happily bound 

as we continued..

Chi-town boogie, boogie down 

chi-town boogie, lets get around

I just realized I am terrible at Rhymes 

lets do a twist 

a poetic crime? 

a list  a list...

it will take shorter time

-trains

-champagnes

-dancing in the street...

-hotdogs

-night fogs

-can I rest my feet?

-thunderstorms

-Chicago norms 

-Happy Happy Heart Beats! 

-drag queens

-slap unforeseen 

-What next can we eat? 

-drunk love

-sights from above

That spin is off beat.

-old friends 

-new trends

Our trip is complete.

We will be back Chicago. 

Cheers! 

Sierra 

hello June!

                   

Hello June!!! 

June is such a fun, beautiful month! These are a few goals I am striving for this month! 


>> embrace local events & activities. 

>> Acquire some fresh new dance moves

>> take more pictures.

>>stick to my whole eating plan 

>> turn off more (social media, texting, electronics, ect..) 

>> stop googling things like "Zac Efron abs" (its an unhealthy relationship with google)

>>write letters to my family

>>cook one new recipe a week 

>>read "The Fault in Our Stars" and "Uganda be Kidding Me"

>>SAVE MONEY $$
>> Purchase my EURAIL pass & reserve my first few hostels for the fall :) 




Cheers! 
Sierra 

hi. this is my first post about being awkward.

It seems to me that nowadays the term “I am awkward” is a glamorous saying. It seems like everyone has “that awkward moment” or ” oh my gosh… how awkward am I?” tagged all over their social media sites and it has been the cool thing to be for awhile now. Don’t get me wrong we are all a little weird and awkward so I am not belittling the awkwardness of one person or saying that I am more awkward than anyone, but when I say I am awkward I do not mean:
” Oh my gosh, I don’t have any make-up on how awkward”
” That guy just totally stared at me, how awkward”
” and like I was just holding my tampons and bread, how awkward”

I mean:
” I just loudly farted in front of my boyfriends brother, how awkward”
” I just walked into a conversation and laughed (sounding a lot like man/bear would sound if they just went HUH) as if I was involved in the conversation”
“I just went to that party and instead of trying to meet people, I just stand there and stare at people with a lip closed smile like I have a secret or I am plotting to stalk that person either way its weird– and the only problem is I NEVER KNOW WHEN I AM DOING IT– how awkward.”
A new friend will greet me l “Hey Sierra, I haven’t seen you in a long time” and I’ll quickly reply with a ” Oh I know, we should plan a date” but instead of that being a normal reply; I’ll sing that reply or revert to this automatic deep voice I use, I don’t know where it comes from it just happens.

so- for me, that awkward pause happens on the regular.

I do, however have some awesome friends that completely understand & embrace my social inadequacies. I also have an admired theatre that liked me enough to offer me a summer internship.
That is the reason I decided to start a blog; I want to be able to share my journey with myself if nobody reads this. Maybe a hopeless internet surfer will google the words “how to play it really cool at an internship” or “how to be sexy, fun, cute, mysterious all at the same time” and up pops this blog or another blog with successful tips on those topics. Whatever the case- I will have it. So, here’s to my first post. I want to go back and read these things and either be completely embarrassed of my 20 something self or go back and think I was blessed to be 20 something so carefree. Perhaps, someday I will look back on all the post and it will re-inspire me to travel or find myself– if I was to ever lose myself.

Cheers!

Sierra