ZOMG, regionals!
That's right! Our performance for the Regional One Acts festival is tomorrow at seven pm. We're the first One Act up in the whole festival! Scary, no? Scarier is that there will be a back stage adjudicator this time, so my work will be directly judges, and they will have access to our head sets too, so I'll my conversations and cues done on said head sets will be heard and considered. Scarier still? They are also marking our tech rehearsal (for efficiency of Jessica, who is the director, and I, the stage manager, and our actors respect for us, etc). Also scary is that my binder will be up for judging again, this time by people who care if it sucks. So I have a lot of work to do on that front tonight. Work that I am currently procrastinating on. Bad news, though - Sarah, who plays Kate in our play, is deathly ill and has no voice. Jessica has frantically been learning her lines and will most likely be playing the role of Kate tomorrow night. I talked to Sarah today and she sounded awful, I thought she might die. So we're all a little stressed and mostly sad for her, but I think everything will turn out fine. Ehren's dragging a bunch of people to see our play, Albatross, together tomorrow to cheer us on, so that'll be nice. I just finished re-recording the music for Albatross so that its shorter and might actually be usable for intro music. Aaaaah.
So, do you want to hear about what happened while I was away sick last week (or was iyt two weeks ago? I don't even know)? I don't remember most of it. Except this: my good friend Evan tried to jump out a window on the second floor of our school. A window in the hallway where we hang out during our spares and the advancies eat lunch together. Don't worry, he wasn't attempting suicide or anything like that, he's just an idiot. So, several months ago, we talked about how cool it was when people crashed through windows and how I'd like that to happen in a movie of mine. We joked about how it wasn't safe so I could never do it. Then Evan said that the windows were to thick to be broken anyways. I guess, while I was away, several weeks later, he decided to test this theory. He ran from one side of the hallways and tossed himself at the window, shattering it, and nearly falling out. Had he fallen, he almost certainly would have died, as the cement stairs down to the school basement are in the courtyard right below where he jumped. Ehren, who was there, said it was the scariest thing she had ever seen. Somehow, Evan managed to bounce back into the hallway, but sliced open the back of his knee on the glass. Everyone who witnessed it (there's quite a few of us with spares together) had a hard time explaining this away to the principal. Evan just told them the truth, though apparently all the witnesses kept fairly quiet (except Tanner, who claimed loudly and unbelievably to have not seen or heard anything, which was sort of hilarious). Why, you may ask, would Evan do such a stupid thing? Especially when he's a boy genious (actually)? Its hard to explain, but if you know Evan, its not that surprising. Its just how he is. He broke his toe yesterday while I wasn't there again. Apparently I can't leave him alone.
San Francisco!!!!!! AMAZING city! I absolutely loved it. When I have time, I'll write a detailed summary of my trip to post since it was a fantastic adventure. A wonderful trip with amazing memories - I definately want to go back there some day. I'm back home now, and once again its colder in Canada than where I just came from - which isn't surprising, since San Fran is in California. It is warming up here, though. I can survive outside with only a sweater! Yay!!!
Anyways, I should gallop off to make a nicer prompt script for my binder.
That's right. Gallop.
Quotey quote quote! This one is an example of one of the many times my mouth moves waaaay faster than my brain.
Mary: "Oooo, scratch out my eyes!"
Catherine: "Ewwww, gross!"
Mary: "Yeah, what was that about?"
So, do you want to hear about what happened while I was away sick last week (or was iyt two weeks ago? I don't even know)? I don't remember most of it. Except this: my good friend Evan tried to jump out a window on the second floor of our school. A window in the hallway where we hang out during our spares and the advancies eat lunch together. Don't worry, he wasn't attempting suicide or anything like that, he's just an idiot. So, several months ago, we talked about how cool it was when people crashed through windows and how I'd like that to happen in a movie of mine. We joked about how it wasn't safe so I could never do it. Then Evan said that the windows were to thick to be broken anyways. I guess, while I was away, several weeks later, he decided to test this theory. He ran from one side of the hallways and tossed himself at the window, shattering it, and nearly falling out. Had he fallen, he almost certainly would have died, as the cement stairs down to the school basement are in the courtyard right below where he jumped. Ehren, who was there, said it was the scariest thing she had ever seen. Somehow, Evan managed to bounce back into the hallway, but sliced open the back of his knee on the glass. Everyone who witnessed it (there's quite a few of us with spares together) had a hard time explaining this away to the principal. Evan just told them the truth, though apparently all the witnesses kept fairly quiet (except Tanner, who claimed loudly and unbelievably to have not seen or heard anything, which was sort of hilarious). Why, you may ask, would Evan do such a stupid thing? Especially when he's a boy genious (actually)? Its hard to explain, but if you know Evan, its not that surprising. Its just how he is. He broke his toe yesterday while I wasn't there again. Apparently I can't leave him alone.
San Francisco!!!!!! AMAZING city! I absolutely loved it. When I have time, I'll write a detailed summary of my trip to post since it was a fantastic adventure. A wonderful trip with amazing memories - I definately want to go back there some day. I'm back home now, and once again its colder in Canada than where I just came from - which isn't surprising, since San Fran is in California. It is warming up here, though. I can survive outside with only a sweater! Yay!!!
Anyways, I should gallop off to make a nicer prompt script for my binder.
That's right. Gallop.
Quotey quote quote! This one is an example of one of the many times my mouth moves waaaay faster than my brain.
Mary: "Oooo, scratch out my eyes!"
Catherine: "Ewwww, gross!"
Mary: "Yeah, what was that about?"