So tomorrow is the 'Monty Python: In search of the Holy Grail' play tomorrow....I'm brother Mayonard (the holy hand granade dude), Soldier 1 (The soldier in the beginning of the movie who asks about the coconuts), and Witch (from the witch scene). I'm honestly so pumped! Everyone in my class is scared because they feel that we're not ready, but I feel that we can really do it! I mean, COME ON! This is Drama 3, you guys! Quit whinning and get to work! I really do think we can do it. I see potential in everyone. They're all as excited as I am! I know we can do this!
I'll admit, I'm scared of screwing up my lines. But standing in front of a crowd and being a goof ball? PFFFFFTTTT-
I really do enjoy drama. My old teacher, Mr. Rothewell, gave me strength because he believed in me when no one else really did. Sadly, he died of leukemia the end of first quarter. He was awesome....Anyways! He so potential in me and many other students. I feel that we don't get that anymore ever since he passed away...so I'm trying to carry on what he believed in. And instead of getting pissy about it, like my new drama teacher, I'm trying to encourage everyone to do there best!
.......some are a bit strange though, I have to admit. Like this one girl whipped her boob out of her shirt during rehearsal and I was like- "WHAT THE SH*T?! GIRL! YO CRAY-CRAY!"
And then there's me...standing in the corner of the room-not even that. I'm in a completely different room getting dressed like- "I'll be safe here." Camping out by myself because (even though I may be hyper and spazztic as hell..oh no. It's not just you guys that experience this, it's the WORLD.) I am (admittedly) shy around others when they see my body.
Like f*cking France can run around like: "Ohonhonhonhon~ Effiel Tower~" all he wants with out a care in the world (Lies. The world cares France. Especially England.)
And peole keep asking, "Why are you so shy about that? We're all girls!" And I'm all like- "I DON'T FREAKIN' KNOW WHY! OKAY?! I JUST AM! DON'T PICK ON ME!"
But I did get to see my Lover-FRIEND in a wedding dress today..
How the conversation went:
*Le Me stading there in all of my glory when-BAM! A sudden Hails (her nickname) walks out in a wedding dress*
Me: YOU LOOK SO FREAKIN' CUTE!
Hails: ....Don't call me cute.
Me: BUT YOU DO!
Hails: Dude, I will kill you.
Me: Is that a promise or a threat?
Hails: *grabs shirt and pulls down to make direct eye contact* BOTH.
Me: OUCH!.....Totally worth it.
Listening to: Nothing.
What chu doing?: Working on more fanfics. <3
My old Tumblr that I got to work again: [link] (I'm sorry, watch me one more time? *puppy dog eyes*)