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Long time no see, LJ.
ONE MORE PERFORMANCE!!
THANK FRIGGING GOODNESS. I AM SO TIRED OF THESE BITCHES.
*snap*
Seriously though. I'm really glad I did this show and all, but all they do is complain about things. They hate our director, Melanie. YES, her director methods aren't really... er, what we're used to, I'll say. YES, it can be hard to get along with her. YES, we find little white lies in a majority of her stories. But overall I think she's done a fine job creating a show, given the cooperation they're willing to give her. Which isn't much actually, which is really sad and pathetic and unprofessional and stupid. So they bitch about her. I guess they have more room to talk--well three of them do--than I do, because they're taking her voice class. In which they apparently do more wannabe-yoga moves and relaxation methods than anything to do with their voices. But not the point.
It's just.. these stupid girls.
The guys are fine. They talk to anyone and get along, overall, with anyone.
BUT THESE GIRLS.. UGH. I have done nothing but try to be nice this whole quarter. I've been nice, I've talked, I've shared makeup when needed, ANYTHING I had the opportunity to do to fit in more and be nice to these girls, I've done. And they have done nothing but blatantly ignore me and refuse to include me in the most mundane and easy-to-include-anyone-in things.
THEY MANAGED TO INVITE ME OUT TO APPLEBEE'S WITH EVERYONE LAST NIGHT, but the weather was TERRIBLE so by the time we were done, at 11:50, Mom had called me and said she didn't want me to try to drive home, and I told them this. SO RATHER THAN OFFER TO LET ME GO WITH ANY OF THEM, THEY SAID "GOOD LUCK. IF YOU DO TRY TO GO HOME, TEXT SOMEONE SO WE KNOW YOU GOT HOME SAFELY."
Yeah. Right. GUESS YOU ALL FORGOT I *DON'T HAVE ANY OF YOUR NUMBERS*~
So I got a hotel room and even though I didn't sleep well (the bed was insanely comfortable; there just wasn't any constant background noise so I kept waking up every hour or so DX), I know it was a hell of a lot comfier than any of their couches would've been.
BUT TODAY. UGH. We're in the dressing room getting ready like we do, and they're talking about the spring show and who's trying out. It's "An Inspector Calls." There's like.. two female roles that actually do anything, and so they counted off the females trying out. DID NOT EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE MY EXISTENCE, much less ask if I was going to try out. I really want to try out, because it sounds interesting and Masha is directing, and I've never worked with her before but have an insane amount of respect for her anyway... But I don't want to spend ANOTHER quarter in misery at the end of the day. Because that's what happened. I'd come home drained not from practice but because these girls are just so damn catty. ARE THEY STUCK IN HIGH SCHOOL? IS THERE SOME PORTAL IN THE THEATRE BUILDING THAT NOBODY ELSE HAS MANAGED TO FIND AND THEY'VE BEEN TRANSPORTED BACK TO DRAMALAND? I DON'T GET IT. D:
Anyway the shows have been going well. Lots of reaction gasps when I get the shit beat out of me. I love it. XD
ALSO MY TIE-ON SKIRT FELL DOWN DURING MY DEATH MONOLOGUE. D: I'm about to be marched to my death and I'm all "THEBES! MY FATHER'S CITY, YOU GODS OF OLD! *SKIRT FALLS* ...... I AM LED AWAY AND THERE IS NO MORE TIME. D:" I stayed in character thankfully. I don't think I have ever seen Greg (stage.. manager director person o_O I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HE IS, since Lena was the stage manager... He runs the shop and everything stage related, there) I'M STARTING THIS SENTENCE OVER. I don't think I have ever seen Greg so amused. XD Nor have I ever gotten a high five that forceful. D:
I keep feeling like tomorrow is Monday. I don't know why. o_O
I have a crush on a 28-year-old. I don't wanna hear anything about how he's too old or how it's weird that he's still in college; he's had part-time statuses on and off and changed his major at least once. DX If he thinks I'm too young, there's no reason we can't be friends. And that would be just fine. His name is John. I don't feel like talking about him right now. XD
BUUUUT. If he's in class on Monday I'll see if he's going to try out for Inspector, and if he is I'll kind of gage his reaction as to if he thinks it's a good idea to try out or more indifferent. IF I DON'T TRY OUT, I'M GOING TO DO CREW, SO... WOO. >>
"Rocky Horror Picture Show" is on tv right now. x] I am happy. So I'm going to go back to watching the wild debauchery now. BYE LJ.
EDIT: ALSO WATCHED "MY GIRL" FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY. I thought it was SO SUPER ADORABLE up until Thomas J died and THEN IT WASN'T SO ADORABLE ANYMORE. THEN IT WAS TRAUMATIZING. D:
Now bye.
ONE MORE PERFORMANCE!!
THANK FRIGGING GOODNESS. I AM SO TIRED OF THESE BITCHES.
*snap*
Seriously though. I'm really glad I did this show and all, but all they do is complain about things. They hate our director, Melanie. YES, her director methods aren't really... er, what we're used to, I'll say. YES, it can be hard to get along with her. YES, we find little white lies in a majority of her stories. But overall I think she's done a fine job creating a show, given the cooperation they're willing to give her. Which isn't much actually, which is really sad and pathetic and unprofessional and stupid. So they bitch about her. I guess they have more room to talk--well three of them do--than I do, because they're taking her voice class. In which they apparently do more wannabe-yoga moves and relaxation methods than anything to do with their voices. But not the point.
It's just.. these stupid girls.
The guys are fine. They talk to anyone and get along, overall, with anyone.
BUT THESE GIRLS.. UGH. I have done nothing but try to be nice this whole quarter. I've been nice, I've talked, I've shared makeup when needed, ANYTHING I had the opportunity to do to fit in more and be nice to these girls, I've done. And they have done nothing but blatantly ignore me and refuse to include me in the most mundane and easy-to-include-anyone-in things.
THEY MANAGED TO INVITE ME OUT TO APPLEBEE'S WITH EVERYONE LAST NIGHT, but the weather was TERRIBLE so by the time we were done, at 11:50, Mom had called me and said she didn't want me to try to drive home, and I told them this. SO RATHER THAN OFFER TO LET ME GO WITH ANY OF THEM, THEY SAID "GOOD LUCK. IF YOU DO TRY TO GO HOME, TEXT SOMEONE SO WE KNOW YOU GOT HOME SAFELY."
Yeah. Right. GUESS YOU ALL FORGOT I *DON'T HAVE ANY OF YOUR NUMBERS*~
So I got a hotel room and even though I didn't sleep well (the bed was insanely comfortable; there just wasn't any constant background noise so I kept waking up every hour or so DX), I know it was a hell of a lot comfier than any of their couches would've been.
BUT TODAY. UGH. We're in the dressing room getting ready like we do, and they're talking about the spring show and who's trying out. It's "An Inspector Calls." There's like.. two female roles that actually do anything, and so they counted off the females trying out. DID NOT EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE MY EXISTENCE, much less ask if I was going to try out. I really want to try out, because it sounds interesting and Masha is directing, and I've never worked with her before but have an insane amount of respect for her anyway... But I don't want to spend ANOTHER quarter in misery at the end of the day. Because that's what happened. I'd come home drained not from practice but because these girls are just so damn catty. ARE THEY STUCK IN HIGH SCHOOL? IS THERE SOME PORTAL IN THE THEATRE BUILDING THAT NOBODY ELSE HAS MANAGED TO FIND AND THEY'VE BEEN TRANSPORTED BACK TO DRAMALAND? I DON'T GET IT. D:
Anyway the shows have been going well. Lots of reaction gasps when I get the shit beat out of me. I love it. XD
ALSO MY TIE-ON SKIRT FELL DOWN DURING MY DEATH MONOLOGUE. D: I'm about to be marched to my death and I'm all "THEBES! MY FATHER'S CITY, YOU GODS OF OLD! *SKIRT FALLS* ...... I AM LED AWAY AND THERE IS NO MORE TIME. D:" I stayed in character thankfully. I don't think I have ever seen Greg (stage.. manager director person o_O I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HE IS, since Lena was the stage manager... He runs the shop and everything stage related, there) I'M STARTING THIS SENTENCE OVER. I don't think I have ever seen Greg so amused. XD Nor have I ever gotten a high five that forceful. D:
I keep feeling like tomorrow is Monday. I don't know why. o_O
I have a crush on a 28-year-old. I don't wanna hear anything about how he's too old or how it's weird that he's still in college; he's had part-time statuses on and off and changed his major at least once. DX If he thinks I'm too young, there's no reason we can't be friends. And that would be just fine. His name is John. I don't feel like talking about him right now. XD
BUUUUT. If he's in class on Monday I'll see if he's going to try out for Inspector, and if he is I'll kind of gage his reaction as to if he thinks it's a good idea to try out or more indifferent. IF I DON'T TRY OUT, I'M GOING TO DO CREW, SO... WOO. >>
"Rocky Horror Picture Show" is on tv right now. x] I am happy. So I'm going to go back to watching the wild debauchery now. BYE LJ.
EDIT: ALSO WATCHED "MY GIRL" FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY. I thought it was SO SUPER ADORABLE up until Thomas J died and THEN IT WASN'T SO ADORABLE ANYMORE. THEN IT WAS TRAUMATIZING. D:
Now bye.