"I guess that's why they invented SHAKESPEARE"
Here I sit, in the library at school, getting ready to leave and catch the bus home in twenty minutes only to come back a mere two hours later for hellish rehearsal until all hours. In five days this show will be blissfully over, so of course time will drag on as miserably as possible until then (except in any of my free time.) And then I get to go to all-state and sing for three days and miss two more days of school on top of the day I miss thursday because we're performing "Bullets Over Broadway" during that day to middle schoolers or some such as a kind of preview.
Make-up work galore!
I received a notification that my application and audition tape reached Interlochen, so that's a nice thing to know.
After rehearsal last night I came home, made mac and cheese and then pretty much went straight to bed and got about eight hours of sleep, which is probably a record for a school day, so I've felt nicely relaxed.
My brain, however, is off, and I can't think of anything else to really say. Man, I feel stupid.
Make-up work galore!
I received a notification that my application and audition tape reached Interlochen, so that's a nice thing to know.
After rehearsal last night I came home, made mac and cheese and then pretty much went straight to bed and got about eight hours of sleep, which is probably a record for a school day, so I've felt nicely relaxed.
My brain, however, is off, and I can't think of anything else to really say. Man, I feel stupid.