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HOLY FUCK TEMPEST (what...?)
ok so, erm... it's over. and that sucks, because now i have to talk like a normal person and walk like a normal person and sleep like a normal person and work like a normal person. i haven't done that in like a week and a half. shakespeare is my late homeboy, and joey, david, cary, taryn, sam, karina and jocelyn have gone to a starbucks in the sky. we're in a better place for it.
first of all, anisa, our new director, is ten thousand times better and nicer and more appraochable thatn jocelyn ever was. jocelyn claimed that 'every part was a lead' and that 'there's no play without the chorus' but really, if you didn't have a solo, she didn't care if you even showed up. she did not give a shit. i liked her at the time, but only because i didn't know better. anisa is talented and caring and wonderful, she put everything she had into this play and we appreciate every minute of time she sacrificed for us. i love her so much.
as cheesy was this may be, i really cannot believe that there is not a single person in the cast who i wouldn't call my friend. even eddie... like, wtf? eddie? a year and a half ago i would have laughed of the face of the earth for telling me that, i was friends with jackie and i couldn't stand eddie. now i hate jeckie's filthy guts and i distinctly remember the first time i hugged eddie because it was about three days ago. he's so funny, so sweet, and i even think he's kinda cute. and natanel? really. ihatehimilovehimihatehimilovehim. he's rude but he's a sweetie when he needs to be, a few weeks ago he made me sick and now... last night i spent the last 45 minutes of cast party practically in his lap. just draped a cross him, nestled between him, noa, miranda and max. oh, and max! what do i say about max? last year i thought he was cool and funny and i really wanted to be friends with him, but i couldn't feel comfortable around him. i felt... distant. and it bothered me. i wanted to be friends with im really badly and now... he... he just... last night he made me cry. he really, genuinely respects me, and he was telling me how much i helped him through this by drawing off my energy and it's true, i could feel it, and i'm so grateful for him. he is the sweetest kid, he really is. "i know you said you'll miss prospero but max will always be right here, remember that. i will never miss ariel, because i see her in emily every day."
david sklar, karina milech and joshua berkowicz asked if i wanted to act when i was older, as a career. i was really proud, their opinion matters to me. david sklar is at dawson studying acting. diane invited me to see his play in march. i'd love to go, he is so talented. i want to do that when i 'm older. i saw josh berkowicz watching me after the play, he wanted to talk to me. but it's awkward with us, because i really don't know him at all. but we respect eachother very much. when i was talking to other people i saw him waiting to talk to me, dipping in and out of small talk with other people but still keeping one eye open, waiting for me to wash up from that crazy ocean of compliments and shit. it was cute.
josh berkowicz: *low* eh-mah-leeeeeeeeeeee!
me: hey, josh.
jb: you were really good out there. i was impressed.
me: aw, thanks! i'm really proud of this play, i'm so sad it's over.
jb: yes... so... how are things at bialik these days?
me: don't you have your sister for this?
jb: *eye roll* on occasion...
me: i can relate. well, nothing much, besides this, really.
*INTERUPTION BY RANDOM STRANGERS WHO LOVE ME*
jb: *waits patiently* tell me, are you considering acting professionally?
me: there is nothing more in the world i would love to do than act. unfortunately, only about 2% of actors make it, the rest live like the kids in 'rent'.
jb: *laughs* well, emily, i have to say, if want to act, you definately have the chops to do it,
me: thanks josh. thank you so much.
*mother sweeps out of nowhere to drag me off to see strangers who love me*
me: thank you! i'll see you around!
me: i remember you!
david sklar: really? from which play?
me: cabaret, oliver and fame. fame was my favourite.
ds: *eyes!*
me: you're really talented
ds: you too!
both: *more that i don't care to write*
well then. i feel so close to everyone... d-berks, noabear! i love everyone. max is an old man. rachel is a goddes. rilla is really pretty. eddie hates jerkins. kevin loves rolexes. natanel loves rolexes more. alan clearly doesn't care about rolexes. adam doesn't care about anything.
thats all i can think of. i believe in magic.
<3 emily
PS. NOA IS WAY COOLER
ok so, erm... it's over. and that sucks, because now i have to talk like a normal person and walk like a normal person and sleep like a normal person and work like a normal person. i haven't done that in like a week and a half. shakespeare is my late homeboy, and joey, david, cary, taryn, sam, karina and jocelyn have gone to a starbucks in the sky. we're in a better place for it.
first of all, anisa, our new director, is ten thousand times better and nicer and more appraochable thatn jocelyn ever was. jocelyn claimed that 'every part was a lead' and that 'there's no play without the chorus' but really, if you didn't have a solo, she didn't care if you even showed up. she did not give a shit. i liked her at the time, but only because i didn't know better. anisa is talented and caring and wonderful, she put everything she had into this play and we appreciate every minute of time she sacrificed for us. i love her so much.
as cheesy was this may be, i really cannot believe that there is not a single person in the cast who i wouldn't call my friend. even eddie... like, wtf? eddie? a year and a half ago i would have laughed of the face of the earth for telling me that, i was friends with jackie and i couldn't stand eddie. now i hate jeckie's filthy guts and i distinctly remember the first time i hugged eddie because it was about three days ago. he's so funny, so sweet, and i even think he's kinda cute. and natanel? really. ihatehimilovehimihatehimilovehim. he's rude but he's a sweetie when he needs to be, a few weeks ago he made me sick and now... last night i spent the last 45 minutes of cast party practically in his lap. just draped a cross him, nestled between him, noa, miranda and max. oh, and max! what do i say about max? last year i thought he was cool and funny and i really wanted to be friends with him, but i couldn't feel comfortable around him. i felt... distant. and it bothered me. i wanted to be friends with im really badly and now... he... he just... last night he made me cry. he really, genuinely respects me, and he was telling me how much i helped him through this by drawing off my energy and it's true, i could feel it, and i'm so grateful for him. he is the sweetest kid, he really is. "i know you said you'll miss prospero but max will always be right here, remember that. i will never miss ariel, because i see her in emily every day."
david sklar, karina milech and joshua berkowicz asked if i wanted to act when i was older, as a career. i was really proud, their opinion matters to me. david sklar is at dawson studying acting. diane invited me to see his play in march. i'd love to go, he is so talented. i want to do that when i 'm older. i saw josh berkowicz watching me after the play, he wanted to talk to me. but it's awkward with us, because i really don't know him at all. but we respect eachother very much. when i was talking to other people i saw him waiting to talk to me, dipping in and out of small talk with other people but still keeping one eye open, waiting for me to wash up from that crazy ocean of compliments and shit. it was cute.
josh berkowicz: *low* eh-mah-leeeeeeeeeeee!
me: hey, josh.
jb: you were really good out there. i was impressed.
me: aw, thanks! i'm really proud of this play, i'm so sad it's over.
jb: yes... so... how are things at bialik these days?
me: don't you have your sister for this?
jb: *eye roll* on occasion...
me: i can relate. well, nothing much, besides this, really.
*INTERUPTION BY RANDOM STRANGERS WHO LOVE ME*
jb: *waits patiently* tell me, are you considering acting professionally?
me: there is nothing more in the world i would love to do than act. unfortunately, only about 2% of actors make it, the rest live like the kids in 'rent'.
jb: *laughs* well, emily, i have to say, if want to act, you definately have the chops to do it,
me: thanks josh. thank you so much.
*mother sweeps out of nowhere to drag me off to see strangers who love me*
me: thank you! i'll see you around!
me: i remember you!
david sklar: really? from which play?
me: cabaret, oliver and fame. fame was my favourite.
ds: *eyes!*
me: you're really talented
ds: you too!
both: *more that i don't care to write*
well then. i feel so close to everyone... d-berks, noabear! i love everyone. max is an old man. rachel is a goddes. rilla is really pretty. eddie hates jerkins. kevin loves rolexes. natanel loves rolexes more. alan clearly doesn't care about rolexes. adam doesn't care about anything.
thats all i can think of. i believe in magic.
<3 emily
PS. NOA IS WAY COOLER