A lot has happened in the past few days...
Last post was 6 October. For various reasons, I just haven't posted since. Til now, obviously. I'll go in order. Colour-coded by day!
The debate. Key moments were:
- When McCain was talking about hair transplants ftw.
- When McCain referred to any of Obama's allies in Washington as "cronies."
- Every time McCain said "my friend(s)."
Dear McCain: No, really. You can stop now.
I think there is no doubt who won that debate. Even though it wasn't really a "debate." Obama did extremely well, I thought, although I missed the last ten or fifteen minutes.
Yesterday the German exchange students came! They are pretty awesome. There are five in the theatre department. As I said, they are very cool, and it is neat to have them around. Also, my guest gave me German chocolates. No way is that girl not awesome. I mean, seriously. German chocolates. 'Nuff said. Also yesterday was Shakespeare Behind Bars at Moravian College. We watched the film, but I had to leave before the talk back. Bummer. It was apparently decided at said talk back that Hersh should run for office. ...Yeah. (God, all of these things seem like they were so long ago! Why is time passing the way it is? More on that later, I suppose.) Oh, and I bought stuff. And apron and a huge purse made from a sweater. It's totally awesome, but I want to line the inside (especially the bottom) with something so it's less saggy.
Today. School was meh. We had a group debate in AP History, which was a lot of fun. Carnagie vs. Plunkitt (my side was Plunkitt. We won, duh.) And then...Brundibar. *takes a deep breath* This post was not originally going to be a calm recap post. It was going to be quite the downer, and with a lot of OMGWTF. I pacified myself on the drive home by thinking, 'I'm going to go onto LJ and write every single thing about this show that I hate.' But, for reasons I will explain after doing some calm Brundibar ranting, I am no longer my own little thunderstorm.
So. Tuesday, two girls showed up at rehearsal to join the production. ...Okay, it annoyed me, and I don't understand why this keeps happening to me, but it does. Well, I got all their information, made up a new contact sheet and a new attendance sheet, and this afternoon, I call one of the names and the girl isn't there. Okay. So I finish attendance and ask, as I always do, "Was anyone who is not here absent from school?" It is at this point I find out Missing Girl is not missing, just NOT DOING THE SHOW. *sigh* I LATER find out that one of the girls in the show is planning to leave the school at the next available opportunity. And if the is before 9 November, I will cry. Not because I really like her, just because we would have to reblock and other complications might arise.
Basically, this show wears me down. A one hour rehearsal feels like three or four. After, I feel totally drained, and emotionally ready to fall to pieces. I am frustrated, I am angered, and I am overwhelmed. I feel incompetent, as well. I am doing two jobs -- one because no one else would take -- and people are joined and leaving the cast every other day. We have no costume designer, a low budget, and an uninvested cast (for the most part). There is nothing more I can do. Unfortunately, these things affect me very easily. I don't have the Saint-like patience of my boyfriend, who can even keep his head when Taylor won't take "no" for an answer.
And just now? I listened to my mother say a few things I didn't appreciate. "You need to get realistic [about college]." "I don't think this gets serious until next year anyway." I was contacted through Zinch.com by one of the five colleges I am seriously considering. Great, right? Well, interesting news to me got me a brief lecture about how my schools aren't right down the block. Like I don't know that. Come on.
And somehow, I'm still not in an awful mood. Part of it was the college contact, but really, I had an email waiting when I got home. There was a poem in it, and it really made me feel 100x better. So thanks, dear, for sending it.
Long post. Time to stop and watch Monty Python Live. Oh, and new icon. I like it. Different new icon, while the other one may be on its way to being altered by its original creator. ...I kinda wish it didn't have disappearing text, though...