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Yesterday was the first day of spring break. I went to the mall with my parents. Whoo. Saw Juno, which was cute, got a black and white houndstooth mini, which is also cute, and ate sushi, which came on a cute plate. Nothing worth noting happened at Glories. Just the usual stuff, I guess.

Tonight, though....craaaaazy.

Got there early, as per normal. Costumes was spraying the shoes with nasty alcohol-based disenfectant that my athsma does not like, so I sat on the kiosk upstairs, playing tetris on my phone, and talking to Justen about what will happen to us twenty years from now. Daniel will be a raging alcoholic, Mercedes will be a crazy cat-lady or a crackwhore, Justen will be a lonely myspace creep, and Shawn will have broken the world record for longest hair on a dude, and raised a mini-him that bothers Justen. We never really got to me.

Minutes pass, I get bored with the immense snack spread downstairs, and decide to go for a walk. I found the pretty little garden off by the cemetery, with the waterfall and the statue of Mary Magdalane and the stoners. And gargantune bees. Then, as I was walking back down, I saw Shawn and Justen going up. So I go over and start walking with Shawn and Justen drops off like the good little third wheel he's become, and we start walking all over the grounds; through the cemetary, the garden, the building with the nice bathroom and the statue of jeebus walking across a lake, and eventually a parking lot. He has an inherent hate of ducks. for whatever reason. Raises millions of other birds, but just can't stand ducks, apparantly. He and his friend got attacked at the Heretage Park duck pond by 15 ducks (yeah, he counted). Said he was looking for a peacock, and got assualted by ducks. What I want to know is why the fuck was he running around Irvine looking for a fucking peacock? The boy lives in Garbage Grove, and he came all the way down to Irvine for a peacock? Do we even have peacocks? WTF, boy.

First show was hot. And I mean FUCKING HOT. It most have been over a million degrees celsius. I think I sweated off five pounds. Second show was even worse. I took off my coat during the market scene, and sat with my dress pulled up very far on my legs, and I was still burning up. It was about then that Shawn officially asked me out. Woo! Fucking finally. I liked how he was totally nonchalant about t he whole thing, he just asked me, and that was it. And it's cute that he had absolutely no clue what to do next (and honestly, neither did I), and resolved to search google for advice when he got home. Dork.

I found a gold anklet with a little bell on it. It's cute. :]

Finally got him to watch the fireworks with me during Herod scene. We went back behind the blue curtain, all the was to the edge of the building and stayed there until he had to go kill jesus. Then everything was boring until I got him to help me bring down the lily basket. Conversation ensued, and he is going ot call me tomorrow. Planning something for next Saturday.

My mom was surprisingly cool about it. I thought it extremely bad timing, having just seen Juno yesterday, and you know, but she knew it was coming. My dad's probably gonna flip. Whatever.


Self-esteem level is up waaaaaaaaaayyyyy high, right now.
 
 
 
 
 
 

What. I don't know. I really do not know.





People are acting weird. Everyone should just all go to sleep. Today, we realized that there was play-dough for the little kids, so we stole some and crucified our own little play-dough Jesus. I gave some to Shawn as an inside joke. He still will not let that thing go. He is still "pacing himself" and it is very annoying. I've been sitting with him during the market scenes. His shoulder is comfortable.
Today, it was cold out. Sad. I was wearing five layers and was still chilly.
Brian is slowly becoming more social, after the terrible low I might have had something to do with a few months ago. He didn't realize that I'm Salome, even though it's his light's on me the entire scene. I can never see when I some off stage because of it.
We had an amazing standing ovation tonight. I was so fucking excited. It's the best feeling in the world, having TWO THOUSAND people stannding and applauding for you. I love this.
Stefani has got to be one of the strangest people I've ever met.
I think I actually sorta love the song 'Arise' that's played right before the big boom! and lasers and fireworks and stuff. The harmonies are so pretty. I wouldn't mind having a recording of it.
I like jellybeans. People like me because I have jellybeans. My stomach does not like it that I've eaten a full cup of jellybean everyday for a few days, now.
Also, my stomach did not like all the junk food Taylor and I consumed whilst "ushering" for Festival, yesterday. That was fun. I got to be mean to jerky middle-schoolers, eat candy, and created a drumset out of forks, chopsticks, and empty bottles.

I believe that is all


 My hands still smell like play-dough.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Minimal amounts of sleep are bad for my mental health.


Today, I was falling asleep on Shawn during the market scene, and babbling sleep-deprividly on about how much I hate that fucking Blind Man song because it's so looooonng, and he turns to me and says, "Oh, I like that it's so long. It gives me more time to spend up here with you." Cutest thing ever Y/Y?

Basically, this show has been controlling my life. I am very sleepy. Stuff has happened; Justin can't keep away from anything with two X chromosomes, Savannah can't keep her mouth shut about everyone else's relationships, Stefani has an asshole boyfriend, and I......have been very sleepy. Saw Brian today for the first time all week. People around me started screaming happy birthday at him, and I apologised profusely for what ensued. He's seventeen. Shit....I think I met him when he was 14ish. He's still basically the same person, except his hair got a little flippier, and he got a lot angrier. Savannah was going on about how she and him used to be really tight, and he tried to beat up Justen for harassing her. I kinda really miss having him around.

I think that the scourager costume is really funny, and would not look out of place in some sort of deviant-gay-sex-bar-type deal. Also, Shawn jingles when he runs in it. The Solome costume make me look like a jedi. It's cool because I have two costumes that I can mix up together for the crowd scenes.

I have eaten jellybeans for dinner for the past two nights. Better than the "food" they try to feed us. Today, the enchiladas looked like somebody barfed up yesterday's balls of meat-like-substance, and added some leftover corn. I had to leave the room because I couldn't watch people eat it. :( :(

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OH, and the most amazing thing happened outside after the show, yesterday. For some unknown reason, Shawn was staying up for Greeting, and this little kid comes up to him, his eyes filled with tears, and asks him, "Why did you kill god?" The mental picture I'm getting here is amazing.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Oh, what a night.


First off, Shawn got promoted to Varsity swim team at his school. That's really great and all, but his schedule conflicts with the show. He was talking about leaving today. Then he went silent. I hate it when he does that. I found him during the market scene hiding behind the yarn rack they shoved at him, and...he wouldn't talk. He looked really sad, though. We spent the rest of the scene sitting in the back, my head on his shoulder, and my arm on his. I am so tired.


Salome is a really fun part. There's actual acting involved, and I GET A LINE!!! Seriously. I'm right up front in the moshpit with the romans during Barrabus, then I'm waaaayyy downstage among the diciples for Crucifiction, then I scream and run off, then I have the scene with the Marys where I get my line (which, by the way, I deliver very well, and got many compliments on. Fuck yeah!), and then I'm in with the Marys and diciples for Ascension. No special curtain call, though...
The costume's nice. I look like a jedi.


I like having a Thrice song written about me. And I can totally interpret that song to fit into my part. "I walked away in silence, and threw my self upon the ground surprisingly fluffy white carpet..."


Brian is minimally interacting with me. Better than nothing. I never see him, anyway. His hair got all weird and flippy, and he looks like a nerdy skater-kid-bando.


Speaking of bando, the Band Banquet's tomorrow night. On my birthday. >:[


And to complete this triptych of people leaving, I found out one of the reasons why Patty isn't here. Besides her walking into a moving bus, which I still cannot get over lolololololol. Anyway, it's because of me. :D
Her mom absolutely hated me. Why? Because Shawn likes me and not her stupid daughter. This is amazing. I am actually keeping a person away from me just by existing! Totally made my day.


There seems to be a growing number of people who hate Shawn. SaVAHNah was saying how she wants to hit him across the face. Seems a popular trend; the girls hating him, and the boys wrapping the fabric of their hats around their faces like ninjas. It was so obvious he likes me...I'm just about the only thing he's nice to. God, if he leaves......


Justen tried to hug me "because it's my birthday". DO NOT WANT EW EW EW EW. DDDDDD:





I drew all over my arm in math today. Hooray for ink poisoning.


Natalie is my best friend ever because she remembered it's my birfday, and is getting me a present. The only present. My mom's been busy and forgot to buy me stuff. :(



Soooooooo tired.
 
 
 
 
 
 

Today was craaaazy. Or at least I was.

During band was when it got bad. I have had less than enough sleep recently, and have pretty much lost all sanity. And I have the attention span of a tuna sandwich. Anyway, we had to set up for a concert we're not playing. Then I rode back to the band room on a chair cart. then we had the rest of the period to ourselves, so the bass section went into one of the studios to practice, which consisted mainly of me yelling at amplifiers, threatening people with cables, and generally being angry. Then Matt came in and was all YOURE DOIN IT RONG and I'm all NO IM NOT!!1!111!!!, which went on for a nice few minutes before I threatened to hurt him with my bass, threw open the door and yelled SHUT UP AND GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM!!!! Then it got all silent outside, and I did that stabby-punchy arm motion that I realized I always do when I'm angry. I hate that boy sooooooo much.

Theater was fun today. We're in the process of casting and scripting the new show. Then we danced the Time Warp.

At Jesus, I was still angry. Stuff happened, I missed a cue that wasn't my fault, the whole stoning sequence got reblocked and it is RETARDED, and I hung in the back during the end, avoiding stuff. Shawn took a picture of the back of my head and set it as his phone's wallpaper. I took a picture of the back of his head, and set it as my phone's wallpaper. We have a theme going on, here. And I realized that I have not ever taken a picture of this boy. Just his hair. Every. Single. One.
People are picking up on the necklaces. It's annoying. Dumb questions, too. Like, "Why does Shawn have keys, and you have a lock around your necks?" UM.
Seriously, though, what are they expecting?

 
 
 
 
 
 
Been a busy, sleep deprived zombie lately.

Tuesday night we had some dudes walk into our rehearsal. They were going on and on about how cool the place was, especially the cemetary. They appeared to be in some sort of sceney band, or something, and I was elected to throw them out. They, however were already on their way out, having just encountered Jordan. At least she didn't try to knife them. Then we actually try to start, but it appeared that we had lost Shawn and Justen, who had gone out to find the cemetary the emoband was speaking of. And I was elected to go find them. And I did, eventually.

Wednesday I discovered to magical fluffiness of the newly installed carpet, and spent much of the pre-rehearsal time lying on my back in one of the isles. Got more guitar picks. Did not set foot on stage the entire time. Hung in the isles with Shawn. Had a fucking awesome audition.

Thursday I had off. Went to Natalie's for a meeting, and yelled at people about guns.

Today, I was walking to the band room with my bass, and a ghetto kid asked me if I had a sniper rifle in the case. Hilight of my week, pretty much.

Rehearsal today was fun. We all arrived around the same time. Shawn got a shitty new phone, and I stole some bass picks from him. They made the romans fill in during the market scene, which was actually fun. I think I'm allergic to palm fronds. Did some other stuff. Barabus scene is fun because it's like a giant moshpit. And lol, Shawn kills Jesus. Then I waited around with Mercedes for forever because my mom was late to pick me up. Got blinded by Brian's spotlight multiple times, explored backstage, and took the elevator that smells of cleaning fluid. She kept calling me a jedi because of my rattail. Oh yeah, and it's awesome. Shawn was wearing a Star Wars shirt. Hahaha.


School isn't bad. In math, we ran out of desks, so I get a nice, comfy swivel chair because I'm cool like that. Ancient Civ still sucks. Scagecraft is fun because I sit and text people and play tetris all period long. I want to punch Bio in the face. I love English. Band is superfun, despite my obvious lacking of knowlege in the field of bass clef sight reading. Today we packed up about halfway through the period, and I spent the other half hour in a recording studio with Derek, Matt, Nathan, and Taylor. The first two were recording for Derek's film class, and needed my bass, so I stuck around. Today, Derek was wearing a plaid shirt and a bolo tie. Strange boy.


7 days until my birthday. Not really having a party, I'm too busy, and besides...who would I invite? Five people? Anyway, the band banquet falls on that friday, so it's my unofficial party. Yesterday, my mom told me I can go wherever I want to, that following weekend. I am still slightly confused at the implications of that statement. I'll probably end up at a sushi bar in Sandy Eggo, as always.
 
 
 
 
 
 
GOE rehearsals started tonight. :]

To keep it short, I talked to Shawn while we were waiting to be assigned parts. I missed him so much. Then I went off to train the other dead girl's mom, and Nicole was getting all bitchy about how I'm playing her mother...whatever. Things are weird. Deal. Anyway, then we avoided getting cast for the market scene, which is nice. I'll probably end up hanging with Shawn at the fabric tent, where they stuck him again. Lololol. He gets to kill Jesus, though, so that makes up for it. Brian has moved up in the food chain and is now getting paid as a sptlight operator. Bitch. It's all because of that show last year when they cast him as Herod Torch, and he just about cried. I'd cry too if I had to go up onstage infront of thousands of people nearly naked. But he got really mad, and left. And now he gets paid. Boo.

Patty wasn't there. Why? She walked into a moving bus and hurt herself. Amazing.

The best part of the night was when us and the Lanes were walking out, and Daniel turns to me, stares at my lock necklace for awhile, and then says, "Oh, that's why Shawn wears those keys around his neck..." and I'm just like :]. I hadn't noticed he was wearing it tonight. I feel all special, now.



Tomorrow, we're hopefully actually doing stuff that is mildly productive maybe. Also, I got a haircut. Woohoo.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Last night was all sorts of weird.

First off, I'm going on eight days with this stupid cold. It's further progressed, and has now become a hybrid of mine and Shawn's colds. UH-HUH. HE GOT ME SICK. AND NOW HE IS NOT SICK. FUCKER. D:<
So anyway, everything sucks 10x when you're sick.

Last night, some old lady decided to bring her grandkids to come be in the show for a night. Two teenage boys, tall as fuck, and one of them looked like Shaggy from Scooby Doo. LOLOLOL I'M NOT JOKING. Uhh, so the younger one that does not look like a 1970's cartoon detective starts hanging out with us*, and at first he's sort of okay, but then he gets all......ya' know. He's pushing me, and messing with my hair, and he keeps touching me, and I'm all getting weirded out. So I go hide in the bathroom and fix my hair and blah blah blah.

The Pre-Teen Genius Brigade was being especially special last night. Jordan attacked Shawn with a knife, and he has cuts all up his arms. It was a big WTF.

Shawn and Justen did walk-off last night. Fun.

Two sold out shows, 2,600 people in each.

I has to do scribe last night, which sort of sucked because my throat did not want to cooperate. Then stupid-touchy-boy kept messing with my hair. And Shawn was fucking me up by making silly faces at me, and whispering gay milk jokes while my microphone was ON. NICE ONE GENUIS.
But then he was being all nice, and helping me to fix my hair after stupid-boy fucked with it, which is just about the nicest thing ever. And...ya' know. He's the biggest jerk in the world to everyone except me. :) [/SAPPYLOOSERTALK >:C]




Tiger Army - Hotprowl. Most fucking ridiculous screams ever. Like, fake metal band brand silly. BELOOOONNNGGGSSS TO MEEE!!!!!
WTF Nick13.


And I have also rediscovered my absolute love for No Doubt. Hella Good is the greatest song ever.



* interpreting this loosely to mean everyone I sort of was with last night. Shawn, Justen, Daniel, Patty, 7th grade, kid that set the carpet on fire, retard boy, various other people eating dinner, ect. 
 
 
 
 
 
 

This week was...interesting.

Wednesday was disneyland. The highlight of the day was buying a tiny raygun keychain. Oh yeah, and the parade.

All week in school I did nothing. Friday I ate cake.

Jesus show:

The days are blending together. I don't know. I've started doing scribe. I get a line, get to skip the journey to get my hair done, and I do it better than Mercedes. It's nice, except tonight my throat was super dry, and my voice sounded weirder. Whatever. Most people said it sounds like I'm a boy trying to sound like a girl, instead of the other was around. I don't look like much of a boy either, but no one really looks that close.

Last night, Meta brought presents for a bunch of people (I got some nice blue and purple eyeshadow), and I spent the night chasing after Shawn with Mercedes's's's newly aquired hairclips. Then I played hairstylist with a few other people. Whee.

Tonight was nice. It was the red cast, so that means there were no annoying people there. Shawn was Herod banner, and almost made me fuck up my lines by looking at me funny. >:C
OH YEAH AND BRIAN REMATERIALIZED. 
I was walking down the ramp for curtain call, and I look to the left, and see Nick The Devotions Guy and a stupid boy wearing a suit waving at me, and I'm all like WUT.

Brian, Shawn, and I took some silly pictures after the show. I need a copy now.

 
 
 
 
 
 
Oh dear. It would seem that the entire week has bled into one big pot of mashed potato memories in my head. Oh well.

Wednesday, Shawn and I were up corrupting children between shows, as per normal. People took our picture (I was actually in costume, for once), we stole candy from little kids, yelled at boys selling candy, and eventually got yelled at by the security douche to stop doing so. There went our between-show entertainment.

Thursday, we ended up making Patti cry. Then Shawn laughed at her about it. Winnar. 

Friday.....a horse fell on a dude. Whatevz. I'm mad at Brian, because he hasn't come in over a week. Suck.

Tonight we had three shows. Everyone goes insane on three-show nights.

Chronological order:
Arrive. Oh fuck, it's cold out. It looked all nice and sunny out, so I was wearing a skirt, but I ended up freezing my legs off. And being a brilliant genius, I got one of those freezy strawberry things for lunch. My body was not happy.
Eventually, people show up. Mercedes is there really early, so we go into 110, and start bouncing a superball she found off the tables. Wheee! Then Shawn takes it. Bitch.
Some more stuff happens, I get pulled to do journey whine, it's really cold during Herod. Between shows, we're in 110. Shawn's talking geek to Robby about computers, I'm sitting there freezing my ass off, wearing a hoodie over my Herod Wife sparkly potato sack dress, and Mercedes and Patti are giggling about something.
Second show. Same thing, only colder and rainy. Through the entire night, Shawn and I are passing off the previously mentioned superball, which ended in Daniel arm wrestling Shawn for it, and blah, blah, blah.
Dinner was soooo fucking good. I think I got myself sick on mashed potatoes and cake. Watching Shawn eat is probably the worst thing I've ever seen in my life. The boy ate potatoes, turkey, salad, and chocolate cake all swimming in a ranch dressing lake. DDDDD:
Third show before Herod, me, Mercedes and Shawn ended up schruched up on the stairs for warmth, while Justen made obscene gestures behind us. 5 foot personal space bubble, plzkthx.

Now the ridiculously ridiculous drama.
Patti is "over" Shawn.  Jelous much? Now she likes Daniel, which is a big WTF, because this boy is in a contest to memorize the bible. That's all you need to know about him. He's memorizing the bible. For the record, Mercedes also likes him, and the two of them start giggling every time anything even somewhat involving him happens. mercedes has been asking me all these weird questions about Shawn, because she things he's a freak with cooties (even though he is). Like, really stupid questions. She gave me this weird look, and then an over-enthusiastic thumbs-up when I was sitting with him on the stairs. Ummmwat. She's been in Justen's presence too long.
Speaking of that cootie-infected freak, Justen's set his sights on Steffani. Poor girl. I told her he's been flirting with her, in the dressing room first show, and she didn't speak to him all night. As a result, he was strangely quiet, for the most part. REJECTED, BITCH.
What else.......
No seriously, how do you ask a guy that you know likes you if they like you? I sort of really need to know. He totally likes me, but how do I ask him? He punched Justin in the nuts for me. Repeatedly. He so totally likes me.

I am so fucking tired. I am going to kill a baby.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Aurgh. I really wish some people would explode.

Friday night.....Brian was there. Captain Akward. I caught him as he was literally running up the bridal stairs (he must have seen me coming...), and actually might have spoken in a way that counts as an inteligent conversation w/ obligatory gay joke. WTF is with this boy and gay? Oh, and he must have a really thick skull. Don't you realize that I'm annoying you because I miss you? Idiot. Some other stuff happened that night. Whatever. I had mashed potatoes for dinner.

Saturday night drammerz! (Presented to you in bad narrative format, sponsered by akward teenage moments! :DDD)
I get there at the regular call time because my mom's in Florida so I don't need to be there an hour before. So Shawn's there, and we share some candy canes (I swear, he has an endless supply of cherry candy canes in his pocket). then Mercedes's (?) little sister decides to chase him around 110 and into the bathroom, and then he got attacked by an angry mob of little girls wanting to force feed him skittles. Justen showed up somewhere in there, and proceeded to make fun of shawn and I, caling us boyfriend and girlfriend, and asking embarassing personal questions. He is a perverted teenage boy, and needs to go blow up.
Then some other stuff happened, and BAM! first show's over.
I went upstairs to see how big the audience would be that night, and Shawn follows me, in full Roman soldier costume. Then he gets the lovely idea to ruin the minds of christian children. Whee, fun. He basically stared down as many little kids as he could find, scared a few, and made one almost cry, meanwhile, the parents of these poor kids are all happy and "Ooh! Look! It's a gladiator!". One lady thanked him for scaring her kids. It totally made my life.
then we went downstairs, and OMG DRAMA TIMEZZZ!!!!!

I am going to make this as simple as possible. Here goes.

I like Shawn.
Everybody seems to think that Shawn likes me. I have substantial evidence to believe so, myself.
Patti also likes Shawn, but they go to the same school, and there's some drama there, and basically he doesn't like her.
Patti thinks he likes me, and is mad at me.
Then there's something going on with Mercedes and Daniel and a cell phone, but I have no idea WTF it is. Mercedes is acting as some sort of a mediator, or something, here.
Justen will not shut up about Shawn and I.
Brian is captain akward. I can't tell if he wants me to STFU and go away, or not. Did I mention he's captain akward.

That's really it, except only alot more complicated. Basically, WTFDOESSHAWNLIKEME?STFUEVERYONEELSE.

Whatever. I'll sort all this out tomorrow night. It's red cast, and Patti and Justen aren't in this cast, so yay. Go away drama whores.



Because I feel it worthy of mentioning, Saturday was Whittier Christmas Parade. We won first place, but lost sweepstakes by less than 2 points. My clarinet broke before competition, so I was pretty much screwed. Yay.

It's cold out.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Today was really gross. It was cold and dry, and my sinuses are all fucked up. I have a headache, too. 

Brian kinda sucks. His dad told me he was ushering before the show, so I went down there with my bio homework, and ohmygod, what the fuck is with the usher's lounge? It's got couches and cookies and mirrored walls and nice old-lady-type tea tables. The stage managers' "lounge" is a 1970's-style office with a broken couch in it. And baskets of candy...but still....not fair. 
Anyway, I walk in there and don't see him at first because he's wearing a suit lolzorz. Brief conversation about unfair furnature and weird candy I found. Then he gave me vague answers to some of my homework. Which really sucks. Then he left.
Since I still had about five more pages of stuff, I asked Shawn, who actually helped more than Stupid-Penguin-Boy, but then got confused and started asking other people. Anyway, by the end of the night, I had about 15 different people doing this thing, and it still isn't done. WTF?

During curtain call, one of the camels decides it does not like sitting down, and starts standing up and kicking right in front of me. I manage to run around it, nearly missing a repeat of last wednesday. When I got offstage, Brian was laughing at me. Not cool. 

I'd like to push him in front of a camel. 



I raided the stage managers' candy baskets. Life is pretty sweet.
 
 
 
 
 
 
No, seriously, I'm pretty okay.

Yesterday we got to skip school and go be awesome band dorks at middle schools. I was in disguise at Pioneer, and only the librarian recognized me, which was nice. Later that day, when we were changing, Smith-kid asks me if I said hi to any teachers, and I told him I never ever went there, and he got all confused. LOLZORZ. I didn't just do that.
Then I had to make up a science test, and TOTALLY FAILED. D:

Today was so pointless. Chenielle and I made a totally brilliant set design in stagecraft. We watched a movie in A.C. Band sort of sucked.

Jesus Show: OMFGWTFBBQLOLLZERSK8Z.
Shawn is the greatest person ever. He presets my props if I do his hair. Totally sweet deal. Today he had to wear one of my fake-pearl barettes under his Roman helmet because his hair sucks. It took two other people to hold him down, and get that thing in his hair.

Then everything went crazy.
During the journey scene (basically 5 minutes of wandering aimlessly, and not stepping in animal poop.) one of the camels went crazy. I'm standing on the other side of the stage, when I hear a scream. I look over, people are running, and this fucking cames is going bezerk, and I'm just standing there thinking "Well, if I go on the stage I'll get killed by a psycho camel, but I'm, standing here in an isle looking like and idiot, oh shit here it comes..." so I stand there like an idiot, get back onstage after it passes, and exit stage right, where I see a big crowd of people around a kid slumped over. OHSHIT. There were about 4 people that were kicked by this fucking camel; one broken limb, a sprained ankle, a fucked-up spine, and much lawsuits.
So I'm freaking out, and I go down to the table, where they're trying to clear the halls and calm people down, and fucking Brian's standing there in a suit. Oh fuck. The boy's an usher. Then I had to run around, finding replacements for people, and change my costume, and run up for Herod scene, and everything calmed down from there.
During the break between shows, my mom shoved tickets in my hand, and told me to go upstairs and try to give them out. Shawn appeared out of nowhere with my hair clip, and started following me around the place, which must have made for a pretty funny sight. Imagine a skinny blonde boy in a roman costume pulling on a barette in his hair, following around a girl with pink hair who looks like the gothiest secretary evar, yelling about tickets. "TICKETS! I HAVE TICKETS! YOU CAN NOT GET IN WITHOUT A TICKET. IF YOU NEED A TICKET, COME SEE ME. I WORK HERE, I AM NOT TRYING TO SELL YOU ANYTHING. COME SEE ME, AND I WILL GIVE YOU A TICKET." I got asked so many stupid questions, they took up all my free time, and I had to run and change into my costume.


Fast foward to an hour ago. I'm walking down from greeting (Carolyn and Amanda were there. I am famous.), and I decide to take the principal staircase. Oh look, I'm right behind Brian. I follow him into the really nice usher's lounge, and eventually convince him that he has time to kill and should come do my homework. While he was doing that, I kept complaining about how the cast sucks, and we miss him, and blahblahblah. That idiot Robert came about halfway through this to tell me that he didn't remember how to hang up his costume and do I know?...which only reinforced what I had previously been saying. Anyway, I think I bothered him enough ("We neeed you. No, we reaaalllllyyyyy neeeedddd you. The cast sucks! We miss you. I'll pay you more than they're paying you. Pleeaaassseeeee. We really need you...") that he might actually come back. He's probably gonna come on Saturday and whatever. He actually did my homework for me. This is why I need him back.



I'm truely sorry if you read all of that. My back feels like it wants to shoot me. I am going to sleep. Happy Turkey-Slaughter-mas Eve.
 
 
 
 
 
 
I think that the only reason Brian and I are friends is so we can beat each other up.

Seriously, I skipped Large Entorage of Shiny Things so I could get some homework done, and Brian's sitting there at the table frowning (LAWL, I TOTALLY CALLED IT.), and somehow it turns from "Get out of my chair, I need to do homework." to "I am going to 'fix' your hair" to us wrestling over my brush. He has a very weak kick. It is sad. I beat him up good. :D

Shawn wouldn't let me do his hair, but he gave me candy. he got a 5 string bass today. AORTJUMWIOERDS,IAGKHSKDFGJKHLDFSJDGTKABH'SNLZFDJTSMG;LJGAFSK;LDJLJEALOUSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
Herod Scene was fun yesterday. It was me, him, Mercedes, and Justen. some little girl thought Shawn was a girl and I was a boy from behind. D:
Today's Herod wasn't nearly as fun. I almost paid Brian to be the other Herod Wife with me, but he wouldn't do it because he is lame and wimpy. I got my own curtain call because everyone else in the scene was doing something else.


So pretty much I hung out with my human punching bag Brian today, and I realized how much I missed him. If he goes to be an usher, I will fucking slit his throat.

:D
 
 
 
 
 
 
Today was interesting.

First off, Brian will no longer be operating spotlights. They had 11 people, and 9 lights, and...well...he sucked, so yeah. No illuminating fake rocks for him. I have been designated to keep him from sitting at the stage managers' table and frowning. Yeah, like that's preventable.

Shawn and I were talking about how great it is to be music dorks. He told me that he got roped into playing bass for his school's production of High School Musical. I feel so bad for him. That music...it burned my ears.

I have actually good parts. To put it into terms someone else can understand, I'm only in 4 scenes. The first is a wedding, where I hide behind a nice pole. The second is a marketplace, where I hide behind another nice pole. Then I wander aimlessly around the set looking sad. I just realized I get Brian back for this. Now I won't look like a lonely hobo. :D

Then it gets fun. I play one of King Herod (main bad guy. Wikipedia :D)'s wives. Pimpin'. Anyway, I get to change out of my potato-sack costume, and into that sparkley gold and black ensemble with the silly hat. And I get to go stand on a balcony 'castle' and look better than everyone. Then I'm done for the rest of the show (which means I do not have to be in the mass parade of jingly-shiny-yay-for-jeebus-horrors!)  until curtain call. FUCK YEAH I GET AN ENCORE!!! :D theaterdorktheaterdorktheaterdork.

So my part pretty much rocks. I am so happy.

There was mucho DRAMMERZ! going on, and I helped alot of people get organizized, and then we went out for dinnner and I had yummy pot roast. The end.
 
 
 
 
 
 

FYI, Reader, the next few month's worth of entries will probably be exclusively about the Heysoos show, because it eats my free time like a fat kid eats cake. Sorry. D:

Today was less boring. I have secured GOOD parts in both casts now. In this one, I get to hide behind a pole for the first few scenes, which is nice, because there is nothing I hate more than have to act happy about something I don't give a shit about, whilst trying to appear happy, whilst not making any noise. And Stage Right is almost exclusively made up of air-headed, irresponisble middle schoolers and their jesus loving parents. D:

Shawn is also doing both casts, because he, too, has no life. Brian has to come every night to shine lights on stuff. I didn't get talk to him today, because by the time we left he was still illuminating fake rocks, but it appears he is getting bored fast. He spent about 1/2 of rehearsal today shining lights in people's faces, just to bother them. He got me when I was running upstage, and I almost tripped and fell down the stairs. Oh, and he totally sucks, when it comes to shining light on what he's supposed to. Few (many) things piss me off as much as a shakey spotlight. D:

School is subpar. Math I can't remember. Ancient Civ. was boring. I had to draw a baby, but it looked like a peanut. In stagecraft, we walked around the theatre and did some other stuff. I dunno, it was boring. Jonathan kept telling me about some nightmare he had involving a demonic spider-pig (sing, and I'll fucking kill you.), and how said cursed bacon would make for a good video game plot. In bio, we're watching 'Super-Size Me', and it made me hungry. How fucked up is that? Nothing happened in English. I have a band concert tomorrow night, and a football game the night after. Last game though. :D

Late start tomorrow. I am elated. :D

 
 
 
 
 
 

Imagine that!

Today was the first night of rehersals for the jesus show. Oh yeah, that's why I hate christmas. Shawn has re-materialised, and is, in fact, not in Wisconson like everyone though he was. Which is nice, because now I hae someone new to sit on the end of the stage and complain with. 

I FUCKING HATE BRIAN. HE'S WORKING SPOTLIGHTS. AND HE GETS PAID. FOR SHINING A LIGHT ON STUFF. WHILE I'M WORKING MY BUTT OFF TO TEACH PEOPLE THEIR PARTS. AND FILLING IN FOR SAID PARTS. AND PRESETTING MUCHO PROPS. AND DOING OTHER VAGUELY RESPONSIBLE STUFF. THERE IS CLEARLY NO JUSTICE HERE. NO JUSTICE.

That really made my day into one of epic suckage. I saw his name on the sign-in sheet, and was all worried that he wasn't gonna make it, until I look up in the balcony and see a tall skinny blonde boy with bad hair. Oh. OH. 
And then he was playing 'Mr. I-Hate-Everyone', and being his generally angry self, only towards me. I give him a week before he's back at the sign-in table complaining about how everything sucks.
I know of at least four other people who want to slap him for this. D:<

Meanwhile, we ran the 1st crowd scene. I was doing more stage-managing than the actual stage manager. NO JUSTICE.
I did, however, get not only my normal part wearing a silly hat,  but also the ONLY volunteer parts with a line. OH FUCK YEAH. I GET A LINE. I also got the goddamn spice rack,and that stupid jingly thing I had last year. I'm gonna try to get Shawn to switch to the stupid jingly thin Brian had last year, because they stuck him with something of epicly sucky preportions.

OH MY GOD, I HAVE TO GO DO THIS AGAIN TOMORROW. I FUCKING HATE CHRISTMAS.



NO JUSTICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 
 
 
 
 
 
I got a letter from the Jesus Show, today. It adressed me as 'Dear castmembers'. I'm so awesome, I'm a plural actress. Anyway, I get to slap Brian rehearsals start on the 5th of November.

Unfortunately, due to reasons beyond my control, I will not have my usual role as whatever the hell I did last year. Christmas sucks because there's only, like, 2 female parts other than being in crowd scenes, and now for some reason it's audition only/18+. Which is fucking stupid because you stand there wearing...this..., and that's basically it.. (LOLOLOLOLOL, I'm the shorter one.)




So I got offered the only other 'good female volunteer' role, but it sucks, so I turned it down, in favor of sitting with Brian at the end of the stage, bitching about how we're not old enough do do what we actually want to do, and instead are stuck wearing shiny blue potato sacks, and carrying big, shiny, jingling things that make noise everytime you move.


Uhh......I really hate Christmas. Easter is at least interesting, and has actual casting involved, and some nice violent scenes in there. Christmas is just animal poop and twinkly lights.







Today was made of soap. Stagecraft is the best class I've ever taken ever. I can't even remember what happened during math, but me and 3 other people were reading, and 2 kids fell asleep. I went through the whole day with 'I Want to Disappear' stuck in my head.

And remember that HUGE, ghetto-sized AFI hoodie I got on clearance? Yeah, it fits me now. And has thumbholes. I love it.

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