peaceful...
(I wrote this earlier, before I left my house to head to rehearsal...which went well, by the way, just very very tiring and a lot of crappy crappy costume changes)
So I'm sittin here enjoying my last little bit of peace before a week of insanity...
oh yes, all of you who are in the Sound of Music know what i'm talking about. It means two late nights of dress rehearsals at school followed by thurs., friday, and saturday evenings of the same (except, ya know, for people those times), then finally sunday afternoon you force yourself to focus for another show when you're exhausted from emotionally draining yourself every night and not getting nearly enough sleep. Your feet ache, your voice is almost gone, your costumes seem even uglier every time you put them on, you have a constant headache from those blasted lights, the dressing room begins to smell even worse than usual, people are driving you insane...
and you really really really don't want it to stop.
Because some of those people have become your drama family (and in the musical's case, our stage family too), and you'll miss those random, crazy talks in that smelly dressing room, and you might even eventually miss being yelled at because you know that somehow that yelling made you better, and you've grown strangely (I really don't know how...) fond of the crazy costumer and her massive hot pink fluffy hat, and even miss being at school till after 10, because all of these things are a part of an experiance that you have always loved, and may not be able to do again. Once college and career take over you may no longer have time to become another person for a while, to delve into a completely different life and experiance that incredible buzz that only comes from performing.
So I'm going to relish in these next few days and enjoy the hell out of them.
Even if I have to put up with the frustrations of everyone around me and that strange dressing room smell.
Gah I love it...my third and last musical. I guess it's just another one of those senior year lasts.
So I'm sittin here enjoying my last little bit of peace before a week of insanity...
oh yes, all of you who are in the Sound of Music know what i'm talking about. It means two late nights of dress rehearsals at school followed by thurs., friday, and saturday evenings of the same (except, ya know, for people those times), then finally sunday afternoon you force yourself to focus for another show when you're exhausted from emotionally draining yourself every night and not getting nearly enough sleep. Your feet ache, your voice is almost gone, your costumes seem even uglier every time you put them on, you have a constant headache from those blasted lights, the dressing room begins to smell even worse than usual, people are driving you insane...
and you really really really don't want it to stop.
Because some of those people have become your drama family (and in the musical's case, our stage family too), and you'll miss those random, crazy talks in that smelly dressing room, and you might even eventually miss being yelled at because you know that somehow that yelling made you better, and you've grown strangely (I really don't know how...) fond of the crazy costumer and her massive hot pink fluffy hat, and even miss being at school till after 10, because all of these things are a part of an experiance that you have always loved, and may not be able to do again. Once college and career take over you may no longer have time to become another person for a while, to delve into a completely different life and experiance that incredible buzz that only comes from performing.
So I'm going to relish in these next few days and enjoy the hell out of them.
Even if I have to put up with the frustrations of everyone around me and that strange dressing room smell.
Gah I love it...my third and last musical. I guess it's just another one of those senior year lasts.