Oliver
Quite a broad topic, eh? Well, first of all, tickets are all completely totally and utterly sold out for all shows. So, if you haven't already gotten your ticket, you're out of luck. There's always the possibility that we might have an extra (my mom always buys a whole bunch as soon as they go on sale), so ask me individually about that. But that's only a possibility, I'm not saying for sure.
I know the show isn't over yet, so I'm not going to write an entry about the show experience itself (yet). But there is one thing I will write about. And I will be exceptionally vague. It's so that I can remember to do something. There is one other person who might understand it, and might read this. Whatever. Anyway. There was somthing that I did last summer, around this time. It was an honest mistake, I was blinded (metaphorically). But if I had stopped to think, and had I known what I know now, I would never have done that. I would have looked past what things seemed like, to recognize the emptiness underneath, and then abandoned it. I wouldn't have pained that one person who might know what I'm talking about right now by talking about someone else (whose vapidity I had not yet realized). Had I recognized the "someone else"s vapidity earlier, I would not have pained the person, and I would have realized something else about this person, which I was blind to, because of my affectation for the vapid one. I know, I know, when I apologized to the person, I was told not to worry about it. But forgiveness was given too easily. I put everything from my mind for several months. Then Oliver started, and things came back to me. The vapid one was not really in the picture (though that person does tend to pop up here and there occasionally, and I still do fall prey), yet I was afraid that the person would have a mild aversion to me, because of what happened last summer. And, at first, I think I was right. Now, I dunno, I think we're past it. I wish that it were still possible, but I don't think it is, especially with me going to college soon. But I still must remember to apologize one last time, before I go to college.
I guess if you read that carefully, you can figure out what I mean. But like I said, that was for me, to help me remember, and hopefully for other people to help me remember.
Only three weeks until I move in to JMU! I have yet to contact my roommate, I really do need to do that. His name is John Draper, and he's from Martinsville, VA (where the heck is that?). Other than that, I know nothing about him. I'm really excited about going to JMU. I only wish I had more time to hang out with people before I leave (I go on vacation right after Oliver is done, and I get back only a day or two before I go to JMU). People whom I promised I'd hang out with, but have yet to do so. Like Suzy and Melissa, Melanie, Kate, Austin, Joy, Kelly, Sarah, and many more. Running out of time. :\
I suppose I really should get to bed. I have to be at the Community Center in 8.5 hours. One more show this weekend, then two more next weekend, then we're done. :( Seems like it's practically over already, and we've only just started performing.
I know the show isn't over yet, so I'm not going to write an entry about the show experience itself (yet). But there is one thing I will write about. And I will be exceptionally vague. It's so that I can remember to do something. There is one other person who might understand it, and might read this. Whatever. Anyway. There was somthing that I did last summer, around this time. It was an honest mistake, I was blinded (metaphorically). But if I had stopped to think, and had I known what I know now, I would never have done that. I would have looked past what things seemed like, to recognize the emptiness underneath, and then abandoned it. I wouldn't have pained that one person who might know what I'm talking about right now by talking about someone else (whose vapidity I had not yet realized). Had I recognized the "someone else"s vapidity earlier, I would not have pained the person, and I would have realized something else about this person, which I was blind to, because of my affectation for the vapid one. I know, I know, when I apologized to the person, I was told not to worry about it. But forgiveness was given too easily. I put everything from my mind for several months. Then Oliver started, and things came back to me. The vapid one was not really in the picture (though that person does tend to pop up here and there occasionally, and I still do fall prey), yet I was afraid that the person would have a mild aversion to me, because of what happened last summer. And, at first, I think I was right. Now, I dunno, I think we're past it. I wish that it were still possible, but I don't think it is, especially with me going to college soon. But I still must remember to apologize one last time, before I go to college.
I guess if you read that carefully, you can figure out what I mean. But like I said, that was for me, to help me remember, and hopefully for other people to help me remember.
Only three weeks until I move in to JMU! I have yet to contact my roommate, I really do need to do that. His name is John Draper, and he's from Martinsville, VA (where the heck is that?). Other than that, I know nothing about him. I'm really excited about going to JMU. I only wish I had more time to hang out with people before I leave (I go on vacation right after Oliver is done, and I get back only a day or two before I go to JMU). People whom I promised I'd hang out with, but have yet to do so. Like Suzy and Melissa, Melanie, Kate, Austin, Joy, Kelly, Sarah, and many more. Running out of time. :\
I suppose I really should get to bed. I have to be at the Community Center in 8.5 hours. One more show this weekend, then two more next weekend, then we're done. :( Seems like it's practically over already, and we've only just started performing.