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It was the best of parties, it was the worst of parties...
Studio 54 was busted 40 minutes into the party. NWA had it right, "Fuck the Police" indeed.
The One Acts went well. Both of my plays had things I loved and didn't like so much in them but all in all they were good.
Playwriting is a funny thing. I like to do it but it's really torturous when you create a character and somebody totally gets it all wrong and your point isn't made. It's like someone is making a mockery of your son on stage, or something. But then other actors, get the characters really really right and bring even more life and personality and energy into them and it makes everything worth while. Anywho, I videotaped both performances, so if anyone wants to see them, holla.
It's pretty astounding that in two nights you can see 9 very decent one acts, written, directed, and preformed by students.
I walked to school today. Looking at all the industrial, trashy bullshit and apartment complexes and thought, "this isn't romantic at all." But it was a pretty day outside and walking is good for the soul, I wager.
Today, I'm gonna clean up and print my final play for playwriting. Work on some other shit in preparation for finals. Blabladiblablabla.
heidi
Studio 54 was busted 40 minutes into the party. NWA had it right, "Fuck the Police" indeed.
The One Acts went well. Both of my plays had things I loved and didn't like so much in them but all in all they were good.
Playwriting is a funny thing. I like to do it but it's really torturous when you create a character and somebody totally gets it all wrong and your point isn't made. It's like someone is making a mockery of your son on stage, or something. But then other actors, get the characters really really right and bring even more life and personality and energy into them and it makes everything worth while. Anywho, I videotaped both performances, so if anyone wants to see them, holla.
It's pretty astounding that in two nights you can see 9 very decent one acts, written, directed, and preformed by students.
I walked to school today. Looking at all the industrial, trashy bullshit and apartment complexes and thought, "this isn't romantic at all." But it was a pretty day outside and walking is good for the soul, I wager.
Today, I'm gonna clean up and print my final play for playwriting. Work on some other shit in preparation for finals. Blabladiblablabla.
heidi