yea, dont read this one...its pointless...
weiredest dream...lets recap...
ok so we were doing some show (i didnt even know the name!) at school, but it was this weird thrust stage with a fucking HUGE house. i knew it was a school show because the cast consisted of Company kids and this girl i met at drivers ed the other day... anyways! we just came off from doing a jazz dance wen we all had to do a quick change to get into our tap costumes as that was the next number (no this is not melody...). so we run onstage with canes and sparkley blue and white costumes and bowler hats and i realize i have no idea wat dance this is. i figure ill recognize it wen the music starts but i still havent any idea wat im doing.
naturally im standing front and center with mark costello and kristen mcknight on either side of me...and everyone is coping me but i dont know wat the hell im doing!!!! we wind up off the actual stage on the floor of the house (which at that point was no longer a thrust but a proscenium with a good 10 feet between the end of the stage and the beginning of the audience) doing some crazy ass kicks with our canes and bowler hats wen Max Ehrich (friend from camp) pirottes onstage as Pippin (WHICH I AM SOOO PROUD OF HIM FOR!!!!...um...but hes not gunna read this and no1 who will understand wat im talking about will either...not like anyone can understand wat im getting at anyway, cause even i dont!!!!)! yea. so Max as Pippin on WHS's thrust/proscenium stage during a Follies tap number in God know wats show!
alright, this is where my subconscience mind starts taking over....
so the tap numbers over so i run backstage as Chris and David run on. i say to Chris, "you're doing amazingly! sooo funny!" or something along those lines wen he says "hey David, go ahead of me, ill meet u up there in a second. Kristin, i kindda wanted to talk to you." so, David goes onstage without Chris and he takes me away from the wing and backstage (its now just like the Fairfield University Quick Center stage...dont ask.) and says "i just wanted to appoligize for the other night down in the playhouse and by the dance studios. i guess i was kind of an asshole. i didnt mean to make you do anything u didnt want to, i just want to be with you." (so yea...if u havent figured it out, i dont think Chris is representing Chris in this dream...) i say "no, its no big deal! its fine, really." Chris, who's nose is slowly getting larger and who's beginning to shrink a little and lose a lot of weight (hes turning into Jon for those of you who dont get it), kisses me on my forehead and says (in Jon's voice), "no, its not okay. ive been a complete asshole lately. with the whole Alex thing during visiting weekend and what i said behind the Knipe and telling my whole bunk everything that goes on and then being an asshole online the other day! im soooo sorry! i just take u for granted. but i really really like you and i have since day one during Saigon (which was actually said way bak in the days of Jon)." then David begins to call Chris/Jon from onstage and he/they have to go, so he kisses me goodbye and leaves forever.
at this point, i turn to Donna Bauman and start chatting about how i have no idea wat is going on and im so confused about the play (the stage is not like Intermediate School cafeterium) and such. She says "shouldnt u be going out onstage for another dance soon?" and i was like "FUCK NO!!! ANOTHER ONE!!!" (once again this is not melody)
so i change costumes again putting this little green flowery sundress over my "basic black" and run onstage as im already late. as i was running for backstage left to join the other girls, Donna pulls the curtain leading to the backstage and im now obviously onstage and the audience is staring at me. but i pretend like nothings happened and continue to tiptoe to wing left.
so this girl from my drivers ed class yells from onstage to me "KRISTIN! ARENT THE DIRECTIONS CLEAR! GET YOUR ASS ONSTAGE!" so i do a leap and flying hop onstage, tripping over the knots in the pass....i didnt fall, but just stumbled a little. (once again, this can be seen as my figuritive subconscience at work...)
i get on the pass in the circle the girls have formed and the drivers ed girl introduces my character to the audience and even tho i have no fucking idea wats going on, i know to jump center and begin to sing thinking to myself "fuck. i dont know these words or wat i should be doing!" (american dream from miss saigon, anyone?)
but i begin to sing them nevertheless. its tom jones song "pussycat nose" and i start to sing it out to the 10 people in the audience (there were millions during the tap dance, but now back to the proscenium style, theres like 10...). i see Jackie Molnar (one of my campers from 2nd session who i adore!) in the house with her parents and i begin to sing the "I love you" parts to her and she gets all shy and adorible!!! i miss her!!! i miss all my girls!!!!!!!
so yea, i up there singing wen David Esteves (who's in the pit...because he always seems to be in the pit for every fucking show i do!) yells "Kristin! this is just a dream!" and i wake up.
yea. so now its 8:00 and ive spent 30 minutes typing out this weird dream in a post that hopefully no1 will ever read, because its sooo not worth it. but thank God im tired again, so i think ill go up to bed again...
-kristin
ok so we were doing some show (i didnt even know the name!) at school, but it was this weird thrust stage with a fucking HUGE house. i knew it was a school show because the cast consisted of Company kids and this girl i met at drivers ed the other day... anyways! we just came off from doing a jazz dance wen we all had to do a quick change to get into our tap costumes as that was the next number (no this is not melody...). so we run onstage with canes and sparkley blue and white costumes and bowler hats and i realize i have no idea wat dance this is. i figure ill recognize it wen the music starts but i still havent any idea wat im doing.
naturally im standing front and center with mark costello and kristen mcknight on either side of me...and everyone is coping me but i dont know wat the hell im doing!!!! we wind up off the actual stage on the floor of the house (which at that point was no longer a thrust but a proscenium with a good 10 feet between the end of the stage and the beginning of the audience) doing some crazy ass kicks with our canes and bowler hats wen Max Ehrich (friend from camp) pirottes onstage as Pippin (WHICH I AM SOOO PROUD OF HIM FOR!!!!...um...but hes not gunna read this and no1 who will understand wat im talking about will either...not like anyone can understand wat im getting at anyway, cause even i dont!!!!)! yea. so Max as Pippin on WHS's thrust/proscenium stage during a Follies tap number in God know wats show!
alright, this is where my subconscience mind starts taking over....
so the tap numbers over so i run backstage as Chris and David run on. i say to Chris, "you're doing amazingly! sooo funny!" or something along those lines wen he says "hey David, go ahead of me, ill meet u up there in a second. Kristin, i kindda wanted to talk to you." so, David goes onstage without Chris and he takes me away from the wing and backstage (its now just like the Fairfield University Quick Center stage...dont ask.) and says "i just wanted to appoligize for the other night down in the playhouse and by the dance studios. i guess i was kind of an asshole. i didnt mean to make you do anything u didnt want to, i just want to be with you." (so yea...if u havent figured it out, i dont think Chris is representing Chris in this dream...) i say "no, its no big deal! its fine, really." Chris, who's nose is slowly getting larger and who's beginning to shrink a little and lose a lot of weight (hes turning into Jon for those of you who dont get it), kisses me on my forehead and says (in Jon's voice), "no, its not okay. ive been a complete asshole lately. with the whole Alex thing during visiting weekend and what i said behind the Knipe and telling my whole bunk everything that goes on and then being an asshole online the other day! im soooo sorry! i just take u for granted. but i really really like you and i have since day one during Saigon (which was actually said way bak in the days of Jon)." then David begins to call Chris/Jon from onstage and he/they have to go, so he kisses me goodbye and leaves forever.
at this point, i turn to Donna Bauman and start chatting about how i have no idea wat is going on and im so confused about the play (the stage is not like Intermediate School cafeterium) and such. She says "shouldnt u be going out onstage for another dance soon?" and i was like "FUCK NO!!! ANOTHER ONE!!!" (once again this is not melody)
so i change costumes again putting this little green flowery sundress over my "basic black" and run onstage as im already late. as i was running for backstage left to join the other girls, Donna pulls the curtain leading to the backstage and im now obviously onstage and the audience is staring at me. but i pretend like nothings happened and continue to tiptoe to wing left.
so this girl from my drivers ed class yells from onstage to me "KRISTIN! ARENT THE DIRECTIONS CLEAR! GET YOUR ASS ONSTAGE!" so i do a leap and flying hop onstage, tripping over the knots in the pass....i didnt fall, but just stumbled a little. (once again, this can be seen as my figuritive subconscience at work...)
i get on the pass in the circle the girls have formed and the drivers ed girl introduces my character to the audience and even tho i have no fucking idea wats going on, i know to jump center and begin to sing thinking to myself "fuck. i dont know these words or wat i should be doing!" (american dream from miss saigon, anyone?)
but i begin to sing them nevertheless. its tom jones song "pussycat nose" and i start to sing it out to the 10 people in the audience (there were millions during the tap dance, but now back to the proscenium style, theres like 10...). i see Jackie Molnar (one of my campers from 2nd session who i adore!) in the house with her parents and i begin to sing the "I love you" parts to her and she gets all shy and adorible!!! i miss her!!! i miss all my girls!!!!!!!
so yea, i up there singing wen David Esteves (who's in the pit...because he always seems to be in the pit for every fucking show i do!) yells "Kristin! this is just a dream!" and i wake up.
yea. so now its 8:00 and ive spent 30 minutes typing out this weird dream in a post that hopefully no1 will ever read, because its sooo not worth it. but thank God im tired again, so i think ill go up to bed again...
-kristin