Just What My Life Needs...Irony.

Well I finally managed, to pull myself together and ask the amazing Eliza to go on a date with me. It was a great date, and we had a blast. Everything went fairly well, I won't say perfectly, because there were certain things that could have gone better (for example not having your best friends going to the same show as you and making faces at you throughout the entire date...), but it was really good. I felt really good about it that night when I went to sleep. The next morning I woke up, checked my e-mail, and got my first e-mail from the girl I thought I had gotten over in six months... how ridiculous is my life?
Strangely. I feel as though I'm getting over both girls at the same time. This year really has sucked in the romance area. I finally get over one girl to fall for two more, just in time to watch them meet the one they think their destined for. Then I spend so much time plucking up the courage to ask out Eliza, just in time to have finally started the slow decline of interest. Wow I really need to get timing down better...

It's Over

My Advanced Drama class performed 'The Island of Dr. Moreau' this past Friday. It's a disturbingly dark play that involves cannibalism, evolution, mad scientists, cussing like sailors, and heavy drinking. It wasn't the greatest play ever written, but it was fun to be on stage again. The weird thing is that this is my last Drama performance for an actual grade... I won't ever again take high school drama...it's kind of a sad thought. I've grown so used to being in the drama classroom or the auditorium every day of high school, that I'm not really sure how I'll handle next year. The stage over the year and a half of drama has become a sort of home to me. I can remember the first performance I had on the stage, I was so nervous, and yet so elated when the audience applauded for me. Then I took Intermediate Drama and the nervousness returned, because I had a lead and I didn't know my lines at all (the play was cast the week before the show). And yet the applause still gave me the elation a performance does. Then it was Footloose, where I performed four times in three days and every time we had a standing ovation, that was the best feeling ever. Now with the Island of Dr. Moreau my drama days are over. It's interesting, I'm not really sad, just surprised. On the other hand Choir is gonna be awesome next year!

Surprises

For my mom's Birthday this year, she turned fifty. She doesn't look that old, but she is. My sister wanted to do something special, so she decided to come out here from the other side of the country with her baby and her husband to surprise my mom. She told me, because she wanted to know when Footloose was. She managed to make it to Footloose and my Mom's Birthday. The best part was that my mom didn't expect a thing. When my sister showed up with my nephew, it was fun to see my mom actually be surprised about it. It was fun getting to spend a week and a half with my sister and her baby. We probably get along together better than any other sibling set in my family, so it was good to have time together. We really didn't do anything overly amazing, but we did have lots of fun together. I just wish that they would come back and surprise me for my seventeenth Birthday...but it really wouldn't be a surprise if I suggested it.

Cut Footloose Whoa-oh-oh

This year our high school musical was Footloose. I was fortunate to be a part of the cast, and had a great time being able to put on a show for the students and the public. It was great to perform with some old friends, and to make some new friends in the process of the show. There are lots of great memories from the show. One of the best parts about being a memeber of the adults chorus was you got to make up a character for your part. My character started out single, then in the Still Rockin' bar scene I eloped with another member of the adult chorus, who's husband had left her and her son (Bickle (Willard's friend)) to join a band. She married me to get back at her husband, and her son ran off and was adopted by Mama (as in Mama says). At the end we got a divorce, after we had Vance (genetically it was impossible for us to have him, but we don't really care). Then after that Vance and my wife left and I married Ethel McCormik (Ren's mom), and that was my character.
There are lots of Footloose stories, but I don't really have the time to share them all, just know when you're locked in a place from four to ten every night for three weeks fun things tend to happen.

Wicked

So after about two years of hoping and wishing to see the Broadway Musical Wicked, I finally achieved my goal last month. It was by far the most amazing thing I have ever seen!! Sets were amazing, costumes great, acting beyond anything I've ever seen, singing almost as good as Idina Menzel, plot SOOO good! I absolutely positively loved the show, and am so grateful that I got to see it. My goal is to take my whole family to see Wicked with me when I publish my first book (and depending on how well it sells I might take a hundred of my closest friends.)