The play!

Yay! So I've had two performances so far and I'm having the last matinée today. I couldn't get my eye makeup last night so I slept with it on and it still wouldn't come out this morning so I still have it, even thought it's coming off at the edges. It think on Thursday I didn't get the waterproof stuff, but now I did. It's more like everything-proof. I don't think even a nuke could get this stuff off.

So last night was awesome!
After the show I got to hang out with all(most) of the cool peoples (kwano, phisoa, mira, e2 etc.) and we argued and ran around crazy etc. what ever we do.

Then mira and I went to perkins with the whole cast. It was really funny because everybody still had their makeup/costumes on. For a second we didn't see where we'd be able to sit, then we spotted TG, but he was already in a booth of four people, then they noticed us and allowed us room so that it was 6 people to the booth, which wasn't too bad compared to the lunch room. So we had MS (LS's sister) (D?, LS's friend, who is cool) then mira at the end. And then me between TG and AC. D and mira started getting really... really hungry and ended up eating a sugar packet each. But it was so gross that they had to steal water from the table behind us. We ordered, I just got a lemonade but MS got some breakfast food, D got onion rings and AC got mozzarella sticks, Mira got a kids pizza.

It took a long time even for the drinks to come, TG's mom came right as he got his but he finished it in like 3.1415 seconds. It was a freaking big lemonade too o_O.

L from the table behind us decided she was going to take pictures of us. It was really funny, our side of the table was like this: AC, smiling,(for once being in a picture under freewill), me, also smiling, looking unarguably creepy in my mascara, and TG, who I had to pull into the picture, looking sullen. Then the other side was MS kneeling with her hands up, grinning, D pretending to eat her money (an expensive meal, I commented) and Mira hiding behind her milk, pretending to sulk.

So then he left and we joked about how we felt sorry for him, being surrounded by slightly-mostly insane girls. The table behind us got their fries, but they got too many so they gave us a pretty big plate of them. After putting a huge mountain of ketchup on the plate all of us dug in and we finished them in like 2 minutes. It was akin to a wolf pack around a moose carcass during winter.

We got our food and everybody seemed to calm down, we all dug in to each others food and when we were done we left.

The End! (I got home at like 10:45 and fell asleep at 11:20. Long day. )

If anything interesting happens at the play today I'll keep you guys posted (get it, posted?!). But now it's just going to be my parents there, nobody else I know, I don't think. A lot less nerve wrecking than a bunch of my friends. Even if I miss all of my queues and don't come on stage at all they'll be like "zomg you were g888!"

Woah, then I have GS and pizza afterwards. Another long day. Seeya.

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Something weird that happened today, i was waiting for my dad to pick me up from the play practice and i waited for like 20 minutes until everybody else was gone except for this like 7th grade boy sitting across the side-walk place from me. Eventually he mumbled something, and i realized he was talking to me. He had a little speech about how the only thing worse than school was football and his dad was the football coach and wouldn't let him quit and how it was really boring and it took a long time. I nodded and tried to look sympathetic and threw in a "that sucks!" every so often. That was just about the weirdest thing i've ever seen... He was like confiding in a random stranger. I felt like some sort of phsyciatrist i was like "maybe you should talk to your dad about quitting..." and he's like "no, he never lets me". So that was sufficiently awkward and depressing.

On another note, I had a big mean fox terrorizing my little chicklings at play practice. We were practicing the curtain call, which called for a bit of waiting around in lines. And just by us storytellers and children was Lord and Lady Huffington. The lord guy was a boy that is in a few of my classes, and I know oh too well. I'll just call him Lord H. for the purposes of this blog.

I'm not quite sure what happened, but I think a girl in my group, A, got in a conversation with Lord H. and he ended up calling her weird. She didn't seem too phased but just for good measure I whisper to her "he's completely crazy, don't listen to him" and she laughed.

Later we were in a line against the wall in a wing of the stage and A. pulls me around (she's pretty strong for a tiny thing) and pushes me on her other side, so we basically switch spots. "Keep me away from the crazy guy!" She exclaims. I look to my left and see Lord H. I smirk at him. He says "Finally somebody who I can relate with!" "Why have you been terrorizing my Children?" I demand. In response he says "You hwarreaieoght...." Sort of fading off after the "hwarr" part. (He is completely and utterly weird like that.) Then goes "No, sorry, I didn't mean to say that, you know." I guess he was just in nasty mode? From calling all of my Children weirdos. Pfft. So I'm just like "God Lord H. watch your mouth and stop calling my children weird." In the backround you can heard my children being weird. He laughs and starts terrorizing someone else. It was very strange.

Oh, and my friend started a food fight during lunch today! It was awesome!

:-P I feel grahss

I feel sick. That's my excuse for not having posted for ever. Even though I only started feeling gross on like sunday. I've had a cold forever though (the beginning of time, I swear! Ever since that Norse guy was carving his shoe, I was standing behind him snuffling and coughing on him. Ever wondered how a shoe could take that long? It's because he kept on having to sanitize it because I was throwing my dirty kleenexes at it and coughing and sneezing on him. In the beginning of time there was no such thing as covering your mouth.). I'm going to have to tuff tomorrow out because we have the PreSAT/ACTish things, or maybe PIT (pretty important tests). So I'm not going to miss those.

The play is moving along unsmoothly (It's only day two) I have to play babysitter/mother hen to a bunch of sixth grade girls that just about make you want to giggle/scream, I haven't decided what. One of them doesn't even want to be in the play and wants to be home in bed, she hasn't quit just because she won't get her money back. One of them is really helpful and mature though (thank god at least one of them is sane) then theres a some-what-helpful but a bit distracted one, who i appreciate also. The rest play their violins (in the middle of writing the script) lie to me go to the bathroom without asking, throw cheerios at eachothers face without cleaning them up afterwords, litter and play tricks on eachother. I'm CONSTANTLY having to do a head count to make sure none of them ran away and died. The scary scary part is: there are only FIVE of them! I was supposed to have two more but they haven't shown up yet. Also, having only known them about 2 1/2 hours, I know all of their names and nicknames ect.

So I wrote the script by asking them what two lines they'd all like and preoducing our section of the script soley off of their input, with my lines worked it. It's okay but I'm scared of giving it to the play director, I feel like it's too long, not focused enough, not funny enough, or generally sucks.

I hate the veteran's interview project with all of my heart. I wish it was dead.

That is all. *Bow*