Bitter Sweet
Fudge... I just lost my post because my computer is stupid. I had typed the whole thing out and everything. Anyway, the original post talked about how I got he role that I wanted in "Charley's Aunt". I'm really excited, but at the same time I feel really bad. I mean, I took the role from Ella McCrea, which means that Brittany Flurry hates me now... if she didn't already. If she did already hate me, then her hate doubled. I'm pretty sure she was glaring at me when I walked into the theater today. Also, I don't really think I deserve it. I mean, it's not like I've already been in 50 plays or anything. The only reason I actually made it is because I'm a Senior and Mr. White thinks I "should be on stage". Oh, and this is the theater department's most important production because its the one that they take to zone/district/region/state. I might ruin it. I'd be suicidal if I did. Today was the day of the NHS meeting. I'd say it went pretty well considering the fact that we were missing our President and Vice President. There was a good turnout, too. I was surprised. We didn't do the opening game, though. Everyone always complains about how they don't want to do it, but deep in their hearts they really do. I know I do. I wish I could play them. They're fun. I wouldn't pick them if I didn't think they were fun. I can't play, though. I have to monitor or administer instructions from the sidelines during the games. Oh, I also made a blog for my mom, upon her request. It's very creatively and ingeniously titled The Mom Blog, and it's under my blog links section in case you want to access it later. I wouldn't exactly recommend reading it now, since it's sort of boring, but I'm going to spend most A2 classes trying to make it better. It'll be freaking awesome. My mom also wanted me to tell all of you to talk to her on those long days at work when she has nothing to do, because she never does anything.
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believe it or not, you really do deserve the role. You impressed him with your book holding skills. Basically, you styaed focussed the whole time,a nd you actually did what was expected of you, which none of us ever do, including Phillip on some occasions. At least, not on the staying focussed thing. You really showed commitment, and that's what we need for this play. You won't screw it up. I have complete and total faith in you, and I'm sooo happy that we got the parts! oh, and it's zone/district/area/region/state. you left out area.
I didn't see your audition so I don't know how well you did there, but as long as you don't decide to quit the show three hours before a show starts or that you really don't want to be in the show and stop putting effort into it half way through and complain about "having" to do it for the other half of the time, you'll do fine and, if you aren't the best actor on stage you also won't be the worst we've ever put up with so anybody who complains that you're "ruining the show" can just deal with it.
no one will complain that you're "ruining the show". We'll have Daniel Hook to blame for that. I'm quite positive that you can't possibly be as bad as he is, so even if you aren't very good, you won't be the worst for sure. Also, yeah...don't go Elizabeth Baily on us. Stick with the show.
It's different for theatre. We do area, then region. We also have zone, unlike the band. I know my events, you know yours. Trust, me, I'm right. Why they do it differently, I'll never know, but they do.
Yes trevor. and that's why Symphonic Theatre is the Highest. glug. and julie, get online, so I can tell you stuff about you audition and people being unhappy for some reason or another. I *know* things...
*falls over*
Phillip, I want info too. And Trevor, why the bloody 'ell would Matt know better than I do? can't you just trust that I'm right, which I am, and move on past this unimportant epoch of your life.
Calm down people. It's really not that important. I haven't had much of a chance to be online this past weekend. Does that mean that maybe I have a life? No. So close, but no cigar. Who thought up that saying anyway?
some fat guy that smokes too much.
Who cares about britney? Blah I say to her, blah. It's britney, and if she gives you any trouble, remember at least you're not a druggy with a self-esteme problem. And with Ella, she's sweet, but I've never known her not to backstab someone. But enough bashing, and now some words of encoragement:
You will do fine, you never let people down in soccer, do you?
It's a minor part, you've never been in a play before, and I know Ella was in that three musketeers one, and she had a role that must have been pretty important, bc she taped her boobs up so she'd have clevage.
You will do fine. (have I said that already?) your friends are rooting for you!
So... anonymous knows me, right? Does that mean I know anonymous? Is anonymous my stalker? So many questions yet unanswered... except the first one... I'm pretty sure that anonymous knows me.
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