Okay, I know it's been a while. But it's Thanksgiving break, and here I am with my typical guilty-that-I-haven't-updated-in-so-long blog post.
What do I have to report? Well, a lot. But not much I'm going to post here because I'm lazy and that would take too long, so really just the typical stuff. I'm home for a week, and as I've mentioned before, being home's pretty weird. Which is why I usually update my blog at home, as I've absolutely nothing to do.
The first semester's coming to a close, and my GPA isn't too disfigured other than my damn Chemistry grade. Right now I have ten o'clock curfew and level 4 privileges, which isn't too shabby. I just need to er, not fail chemistry to maintain that. Here's to not sleeping at all the week before finals!
But other than the Hell Subject, things are alright. We just closed The Miracle Worker, which I stage managed. I learned from that production that I don't like stage managing. But it's all good, auditions for Spring Repertory Theatre are coming up when I go back, and hopefully I'll get to do some acting. Two shows are going up, one a comedy that hasn't been decided on, and the other very well may be a production of Steel Magnolias. Yes, the Natchitoches stereotypical one. I made the mistake of cracking a joke about it to Kate (the director), and sure enough that may be one of the shows. But there're six female roles! I just need a good monologue and a prayer and I'm good to go.
Special Projects week is coming up when we return from Christmas, too. This is basically a week when there aren't any classes except for a - you guessed it - special project you choose. I had a couple of different options, one of which was the Creole Project. I made auditions, and would have been on a team of actor-writers who'd be working on writing and performing a play about Creoles in the Great Depression with the help of Looking For Lilith theatre company from Kentucky. But um, I decided to go to Italy and Greece instead. Regretful? I think not.
So there's a lot of random crap about theatre, the rest of it is predictable and boring. I'll let you know how my second semester classes go, assuming you're still reading. Which brings me to my final point...
