Hello again, desperate audience
And I repeat:
Hello again, desperate audience.
I noticed last night that since I got on Facebook, I have been somewhat neglecting my blog. Because almost everyone I know is on there, it almost didn’t seem necessary to blog, but I couldn’t abandon this forever, could I?
No.
The answer is no.
Anyway, if nothing else, one advantage I have with blogging is that there is no character limit for a post. ‘Cause that would be stupid for a blog, that’s why.
So, first off, we finished our play. It was performed on May 13-15, and I must say, it was better than I thought it would be. Performances always are. We laughed, we cried, it moved us, Bob. Well, okay, I don’t remember any crying. Actually, I just remember a whole lot of laughing. Goofing off backstage: an activity in which everyone participated. Generally, we kind of had to be quiet (gasp!) so as soon as a song came up, we lip-synced whilst choreographing cheesy moves. Good times, good times. Among things that happened onstage: During a scene change in which I was supposed to play piano I began playing the Wedding March instead of the Funeral March (but fixed it), the kid who played Harry got his foot stuck under a couch behind the set on all three performances, a gravestone got left in the living room on the second performance, and on the last one the cash register was nowhere to be found. Oh, the joys of live performance! You never know what’s going to happen. It’s rather exciting.
On the final night, I felt very weird because 1) it was the only night we stayed very late, and 2) obviously, after that, it was over. It was quite saddening, actually, but we ended up seeing everybody again later and probably will over the summer. I suppose that was what gave me that weird feeling: that during the production of the play, everybody got to know everyone else and it seemed on the last performance that it was the end, even though we knew we would see each other at the cast party.
Our director, Amalia Dobbins, either left or is leaving to take a trip around the world, so on closing night we spoofed a song from the play called “Wonderful Places” for her. She will be missed but our new director is very good as well and I am looking forward to having him next year.
Speaking of performance, I also performed in the beginning of this month in a dance recital for the city entitled A Tribute To Dance. The number in which I performed was called All That Fosse; ours was the smallest group class, but that was actually kind of cool. My teacher is awesome and the fellow dancers are all very talented and fun to work with. I made a couple of mistakes here and there, but overall it was very good. Among the dances performed were salsa, Bollywood, hip-hop, and modern dance, to mention a few. As I have said many, many times already, I adore performing live. It’s exciting and you actually get to see your audience. 
As far as “regular” school goes, I am glad that it’s over. I was pleasantly surprised to find that, as opposed to my worry of getting average or below in narrative writing, both Rebekah and I got A++, 160/100 in that class! And I know for a fact that everyone in the American history class got A’s. I am sorry to say that I have not yet received my grade in physical science, and I honestly don’t know what it is, save to say I hope I did not fail…
But does summer ever really start? With all of the personal negligence on the part of we children, there is much housework to be done, and I cannot say it is the most enjoyable thing in the world. I am seeing weekends of summer cleaning in my future. Well, hopefully by the end of summer we’ll have adopted better habits.
And speaking of habits, you may or may not know that for a very long time I have had the habit of biting my nails. I’ve tried to stop it, but the longest I’ve ever stopped was probably two or three days, maybe not even that. I noticed, however, that I tend to chew them the most when I seemingly have nothing else to do (e.g. cleaning my room does not count in the mind of a typical kid. Okay, so maybe I’m not an entirely typical kid, but still). Sometimes I do it absentmindedly when listening to or watching something. Paint my nails? Nope, I usually just peel it off anyway. No-Bite? I just curl my tongue back so I don’t taste it. Hot peppers? Hmm. Haven’t tried that one…
Well, I believe that is all I have to say for now, save for this:
Goodbye and happy summer!
June 22nd, 2010 at 3:29 pm
Okay, so I left out one thing.
The girl who was supposed to be playing Violet ended up getting sick the week of the performances, so one of the girls playing Ruth filled in on the second night. We had someone else on the first. On the third night, the original Violet was able to perform for the first half of the play but for the second half she got really tired and hot so the one who did it the second night did it the second part of the third night. I know that’s confusing, but just try to process it for a second.
Done?
All right. So, there ended up being three and a half Ruths: Anna (first night), Emily (fill-in second night), Briana, (first part of third night), and Bekah, who for an hour was envisioning herself filling in, but ended up not needing to after all. There is an ongoing joke with the fidelity of the characters George and Harry Bailey which I may or may not explain later. Remind me.