You know what? ::pause:: I don’t either. ::walks off::
Heey, Elfwood updated my gallery. Yayfun!
Woah! Check this out! I wish people made me fanart… Just so you know, that was a fanart for Kell Yarwood’s Sundowner.
I feel so empty. The musical is over. The set has been striked. I won’t get to see Joanne, John, Annabel, Ricky, Bern, and Patrick every day after school. It was just so depressing to see our fabulous, pink and purple set in its full splendor at 10:30, then a completely empty auditorium two short hours later. Never again will I wear those two silly 60’s-style dresses or that slinky Paris Original dress or those cat-tails in eye makeup. I won’t wear those lensless blue glasses, or a French twist with more than 32 hairpins at once, or that evil green pillbox hat that would fall off in “Been A Long Day” unless I welded it to my head with 8 more hairpins.
Life is going back to normal.
It first really sunk in after Scene 3, when I’m supposed to take the nail polish I used that scene and put it back on the props table for the next evening. Then I realized that there wouldn’t be another show. That’s when everything started sinking in: all these songs I won’t perform again; all these lines I won’t deliver again. Never again will I suggest in front of my father that I’m a nymphomaniac. I won’t lead Coffee Break or Been a Long Day or Cinderella Darling. I just had to stand and watch Haley perform as Smitty, bothered even more about how I dislike the way she delivers her lines and the way she characterizes Smitty. I love Haley to death, but I just really dislike her interpretation of Smitty.
I feel so tired.
Last night, I slept for 11 hours. That hasn’t happened in months. Usually, I naturally wake up before 9, but I woke up this morning at 1:30. I’m glad my parents are out of town and I have the house to myself. I would hate to have to get anything done right now. Plus, my knee still bothers me whenever I move my leg. I hope there’s nothing wrong with it.
Ugh, I can’t write any more. ::goes off to sulk::
Ooh! I forgot to mention that last night, the audience gave us a standing ovation! And one of the people that came on opening night said that it was the best high school production she had ever seen. Wow. I couldn’t stop smiling.
Yay! Meeko from WOFS is ok! She was the victim of frequent beatings from a girl she used to be friends with. However, one of her beatings was caught on tape, which was turned into the police. Now Kathy (the evil girl) has been expelled and sent to juvenile hall. Meeko doesn’t have to worry any more! ::does a happy dance:: Yay!
I hope Elfwood is updated soon. I just uploaded a bunch of stuff. Basically old HP Valentines and such. go here.
Woah. Want to know what’s cool? Spaceset.
I can’t believe I’ll never be Smitty again. Last night was my last performance as Smitty, so I just have tonight left to be Nameless Secretary again. It’s depressing. Oh well. At least I went out with a bang. All the JETS, my carpool, my advisory, and a lot of my other friends came. After “Cinderella Darling” they all shouted together “GO PRISCILLA!”. Backstage, everyone teased me about bringing along my fanclub. At bows, they had a huge poster that said “Yay Priscilla”. I couldn’t read it from the stage, but I still felt fabulous.
I felt that I just nailed all my scenes. I loved the scene before “Paris Original”, where I tell Rosemary that I’ll probably be very popular at the party, because I’m starting a secret rumor that I’m a nymphomaniac. One of my favourites was the party on the roof, where I’m supposed to get incredibly drunk, then Bud Frump grabs me off the dance floor thinking that I’m Hedy (we’re all wearing the same dress), he says “Come on Hedy, no more games. Come on, Hedy, J.B. wants me to take you–“, then realizes who I am, then I say “Bud! You must have heard the rumor!”. Previously, I just stopped it there, but this time, I threw my arms around Bud and acted like I was trying to kiss him. You should have seen that look of abject horror on his face. The audience loved it, and backstage afterwards everyone was cracking up.
I think I did really well in “Cinderella Darling”. Afterwards, the girls were saying that it was the best we had ever done it, but I think opening night was a bit better. Opening night was just flawless. Yay! ::does a happy dance::
I talked to Joe (the guy who runs the slide projector) and Jeff (Finch) about the slide show, and this time they put the cart further away from the screen so that the images were much larger (in the past, they only used about 1/4 of the screen. This time they used about 3/4). Also, Jeff waited a bit longer between slides so that the audience could fully appreciate the hilarious images. It was far better than the previous nights! Yay!
The audience was fabulous. They cheered their lungs out and laughed at ALL the jokes! They even got the Metrecal line! And the “pros and cons” line! Wow! It was far better than last night, where the audience was dead.
Just one minor mishap: after bows, we’re supposed to run up these oddly-spaced stairs in the pitch darkness to get outside to greet our adoring fans. I tripped and banged my knee really hard against one of the stairs. Then of course, someone tripped on me. It absolutely killed! I had to limp up the stairs. It hurt to even move. By the time I actually got to look at it (I was wearing a really long dress), it was swolen up terribly. When we went outside, I was leaning on Patrick (Mr. Gatch) for support. I couldn’t move it last night, but I got an ice pack when I got home, and I feel better this morning. I can move it without it hurting very much, which is a pretty good thing because our last show is tonight. I just hope it doesn’t look too swolen during “Paris Original” when we have those tiny dresses.
Oh well. Happy Cinco de Mayo! Happy Cartoonists Day! ::squeals::
I had the best morning. I didn’t have first or second period today, so I don’t have to go in to school until 1PM. There is a God! ::skips about happily::