NETC...pocket
NETC was interesting this year, i had a lot of fun, but then sometimes i got stressed and worried
Anna won gold for vocal marathon which is fantastic, Rutland now has two awards from NETC, I am so proud.
I couldn't watch the playwriting competition because i knew i would go so insane, if they sucked.
apparently there were only like 5 schools but oh well....it's really my fault. my disappointment, mine to deal with
we slept for like three nights on mrs.archer's brother's floor. who was really nice. And sleeping on the floor wasn't even that bad, the first night was pretty much sleepless but then i took medicine the second night so i was totally out until someone woke me up. I got a sore neck but it could have been worse. I was sleeping in my own sleeping bag, so no chance of bed bugs or crabs or anything.
thursday night we got there, after an incredibly long van drive, we had a pasta dinner which was desent. Then we watched a few schools do scenes that they obvisouly spent lots of time on. Ours was made up on the spot by Donald
BTW I convinced Donald to pretend to be Irish the entire weekend, ppl actually believe it.
Then we hung out with ppl for awhile
friday we had the olympiad which we were all exhausted for. I did improv twice. With a guy who wasn't the usual one so my plan for winning didn't work.
We totally started a pony game in a workshop. It lasted pretty long. I think ppl really enjoyed it.
They played another version of my pony called my baby which sucked, its just not the same.
Saturday was fun we did random workshops, and we ate at this exspensive cafe that annoyed me because, it was like we didn't have enough money to spend on a hotel but they assumed we had enough to spend at that cafe.
Then after an interesting day we went to this mall that was huge, i bought a great headband. at forever 21.
We had some good food, and then a riot broke out, so we all at to hussle it out of the mall.
sunday was a day of crazyness driving back to the rut. with lots of jokes about hot pockets
oh and saturday i cut my bangs then preceeded to hide it from mrs.archer.
Anna won gold for vocal marathon which is fantastic, Rutland now has two awards from NETC, I am so proud.
I couldn't watch the playwriting competition because i knew i would go so insane, if they sucked.
apparently there were only like 5 schools but oh well....it's really my fault. my disappointment, mine to deal with
we slept for like three nights on mrs.archer's brother's floor. who was really nice. And sleeping on the floor wasn't even that bad, the first night was pretty much sleepless but then i took medicine the second night so i was totally out until someone woke me up. I got a sore neck but it could have been worse. I was sleeping in my own sleeping bag, so no chance of bed bugs or crabs or anything.
thursday night we got there, after an incredibly long van drive, we had a pasta dinner which was desent. Then we watched a few schools do scenes that they obvisouly spent lots of time on. Ours was made up on the spot by Donald
BTW I convinced Donald to pretend to be Irish the entire weekend, ppl actually believe it.
Then we hung out with ppl for awhile
friday we had the olympiad which we were all exhausted for. I did improv twice. With a guy who wasn't the usual one so my plan for winning didn't work.
We totally started a pony game in a workshop. It lasted pretty long. I think ppl really enjoyed it.
They played another version of my pony called my baby which sucked, its just not the same.
Saturday was fun we did random workshops, and we ate at this exspensive cafe that annoyed me because, it was like we didn't have enough money to spend on a hotel but they assumed we had enough to spend at that cafe.
Then after an interesting day we went to this mall that was huge, i bought a great headband. at forever 21.
We had some good food, and then a riot broke out, so we all at to hussle it out of the mall.
sunday was a day of crazyness driving back to the rut. with lots of jokes about hot pockets
oh and saturday i cut my bangs then preceeded to hide it from mrs.archer.