Monday, November 8, 2010

All right, so...a lot's happened.

But in a good way!

So, I think I'll start blogging more now because I've come up with much more to talk with, the problem is, I didn't feel that I should be writing when I had no motivation to write. There's no point in me talking about something I didn't want to talk about. But now, more of these 'Eureka' moments are getting stuck into my head and the best way to get them out is through this blog, so that's what the plan is. I'll also maybe do more lists and stuff, assuming I can get more people to view this blog, since I've probably lost pretty much all my readers in my absence from writing.

I'M NOT GIVING UP ON YOU YET
So, but what's this "lot" that I proclaimed happened? Well, the play ended and as such, we needed to celebrate. The best time to celebrate the 8 shows you just performed is of course, right after the 8th show, which ends at about 9, and we wanted to have a party at someone's house till the wee hours of the morning. So we convinced our director that we would tear down the entire set after school on Monday to have the party then, and we did, and we played DDR, and I rocked. So that was that Saturday, and Arsenic and Old Lace ended.

However, we DID promise, so our Monday was dedicated to tearing down the set, that took about 2 hours. However, there just happens to be this girl, and I just so happen to be that guy. And theater kids, since they're probably the best, but douchiest, friends you could find, pretty much force me to ask her out, in front of everybody, while "Fall For You" was playing on the intercom.

That chair is a symbol of LOVE 
Well, she said yes, which we all knew would happen because it was only a matter of me not being so damn nervous to ask her. So that was the beginning of last week. Pretty nice week.

But, man, if there was ever a time for me to get a job (and get my phone fixed), it's now. I'm old fashioned, and my mom's got that whole "chivalry" sense that she's taught me throughout the years, so when I don't have the money to pay for my girlfriend, I take a bit of an ego-punch. It's in the works, I'll get that job soon and all will be well! Other than that, I'm extremely happy with the whole thing, and excited.

Now, I always did say that "I wouldn't get into relationships in high school". Now, while I did maintain that pretty much until the day I joined theater, I came to terms with something. If you have feelings, there's no reason to fight them. Now, love is powerful, yes, but it's a feeling. By that logic, all feelings are just as powerful, and I believe that to be true. Fear, sadness, love, they all make you act sometimes irrationally and impulsively, as well as a bunch of other adverbs that start with "I", but in the end it's all worth it. So I figured, why suffocate my feelings when I knew how I felt, and I went out on a whim and I went against my once-fervent belief, and I'm completely happy with that decision.

Pictured: My thought processes after the inner-battle
So, needless to say, I'm pretty damn happy. Now, if I can get that job issue sorted out (because there's a lot of things I need/want to buy, and the only way I can get them at this point is getting them myself), then everything will be as close to perfect as it can be for an almost-high-school-graduate.

Anyway, since next semester's play is actually a musical, I've been torn on whether or not to do it. I came to the final decision last week after talking to pretty much everyone with an opinion that I'll most likely be doing it. I can't sing, rather, I don't sing. I don't know if I can keep a tone or keep a rhythm because I simply haven't practiced it, I come from a very musically-talented family, but ironically, none of us sing, or at least very often with 8 octaves on our plate.


So, how will that go? Who knows, I did find my monologue though:


Yes, it's Shakespeare, is that ballsy or what?
That's not until January. So, until then, I'll be relaxing a bit, playing some games, hanging out with people, and letting my fingers rest after this huge blog...


So, I will go.


2 comments:

  1. Jake has that whole chivalry thing too.
    The beautiful thing is, though, that we love you guys all the same. :) <3

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  2. I hate tomatoes too, but than again I am the Mom. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, or is it tomato from the vine? Whatever

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