Booooooooring day.
So yeah. Had the US History Regents today, and it was painfully easy. But my hand still felt like it was going to fall off after writing my thematic essay and my DBQ. I only used five documents (that was the minimum), but I used two of them more than once, so if I used one incorrectly once, I made up for it with a second one. I took forever with the DBQ, because I wrote my intro before doing all the documents, thinking it would be easy, then my intro turned into a huge mess that looked like my pen exploded on it. Oh well, I got my point across, that's all that matters :P One more exam tomorrow, chemistry, which I plan on studying for a bit more, just so I know my stuff and don't fail.
Ooh, and we had an orchestra rehearsal this morning. We were down two cellos, then two more left at 10 to go to US History review, which meant I was t3h cello section for an hour x_x It was rather entertaining, though, especially when Mr. H passed out "Pomp and Circumstance." Why? Because the cello is 3-part. Chris came over and played it best he could with me on his violin, it was quite silly but fun XD
I had another wonderfully strange dream last night. We were at a theatre somewhere, watching a premiere of a new Stephen Schwarz musical that bore a striking resemblence to "The Producers" yet it was something else, and my director was suddenly hit with a bout of inspiration and was like "I KNOW! WE'RE GOING TO DO WICKED!" So, we had one rehearsal, in which we sang a song that wasn't even in the show (but was gorgeous...and I really wish I'd written it down instead of waking up briefly and falling back asleep) and then we had a walkthrough/performance-but-it's-okay-if-we-screw-up-cos-it's-not-the-actual-show sort of deal. Said performance was not at our school, but in YAG. And we did not use the stage - we used the floor, so we were performing about 2 feet away from people. I was Glinda, and had wonderful blonde hair and a huge blue dress (powder blue of course, just like Kristen Chenoweth's). We were in the middle of the opening number, and I was doing my big soprano solo thing, and out of nowhere Elizabeth Cohen (this very stupid diva who I used to do acting with but left after she got into Julliard's Pre-college program and I got the part she wanted) gets up out of the audience and comes onstage, and starts trying to perform with us, and sing my solo. I did my best to shake her off, but she kept clinging to my arm during scenes and she kept screwwing us up, so my "parents" dropped me off at Shiz about 5 times and Elphaba was just like "...what the fuck is wrong with this girl." I don't remember much after that, except driving and it was raining a lot and we were all kind of pissed off.
In the words of Roman Young, "I need a CAT scan."
Ooh, and we had an orchestra rehearsal this morning. We were down two cellos, then two more left at 10 to go to US History review, which meant I was t3h cello section for an hour x_x It was rather entertaining, though, especially when Mr. H passed out "Pomp and Circumstance." Why? Because the cello is 3-part. Chris came over and played it best he could with me on his violin, it was quite silly but fun XD
I had another wonderfully strange dream last night. We were at a theatre somewhere, watching a premiere of a new Stephen Schwarz musical that bore a striking resemblence to "The Producers" yet it was something else, and my director was suddenly hit with a bout of inspiration and was like "I KNOW! WE'RE GOING TO DO WICKED!" So, we had one rehearsal, in which we sang a song that wasn't even in the show (but was gorgeous...and I really wish I'd written it down instead of waking up briefly and falling back asleep) and then we had a walkthrough/performance-but-it's-okay-if-we-screw-up-cos-it's-not-the-actual-show sort of deal. Said performance was not at our school, but in YAG. And we did not use the stage - we used the floor, so we were performing about 2 feet away from people. I was Glinda, and had wonderful blonde hair and a huge blue dress (powder blue of course, just like Kristen Chenoweth's). We were in the middle of the opening number, and I was doing my big soprano solo thing, and out of nowhere Elizabeth Cohen (this very stupid diva who I used to do acting with but left after she got into Julliard's Pre-college program and I got the part she wanted) gets up out of the audience and comes onstage, and starts trying to perform with us, and sing my solo. I did my best to shake her off, but she kept clinging to my arm during scenes and she kept screwwing us up, so my "parents" dropped me off at Shiz about 5 times and Elphaba was just like "...what the fuck is wrong with this girl." I don't remember much after that, except driving and it was raining a lot and we were all kind of pissed off.
In the words of Roman Young, "I need a CAT scan."