Wednesday was the 24 Hours of Hell marathon. I worked the night before, and got an hour of sleep before I had to begin the day. I was in a zombie coma through the majority of stage crafts, and kind of sat in the corner like a lump until Alex's directing project at 11:30. At noon, when we'd finished our class response (which was very positive, Goob did a nice job), Spencer took me to Lowe's to get some potting soil for my project. Then we took a leisurely lunch, and proceeded to attack the black box and turn it into a funeral pit.
(At this point I feel as though it's really important to say one thing: Spencer is seriously an incredible friend. He was SO HELPFUL -- he was right by my side almost the entire day, and there is no doubt in my mind that my project would have been a load of crap without his help. I love him/owe him my life.)
The actual performance couldn't have gone better. Everyone reacted differently -- which is EXACTLY what I wanted -- and the fact that it was experience-based came through, so I was super relieved. The only thing, I guess, is that Michael is afraid of being buried alive... Which I didn't know... so he had a panic attack or something.
Anyway, after my project, Alex, Spencer, Brandon and I went to Durango's, and then got cookies at Harmon's. Then I went home and slept a bit before work, where Alex joined me. We spent almost my entire shift working on his Nothingness paper. We were totally zoned out for most of the night, but the job got done, even with a couple of laughing fits and a visit from Brandon thrown in.
Anyway, we turned our papers in the next day and all was well. Also on Thursday: a graded acting III performance, with Lego as guest judge. Scary.
After that, I showered, changed my upper radiator hose with Dad (!!!), and then Mom took Spencer and me to dinner as a late birthday gift. Then I went and watched Spencer's directing project rehearsal (which was awesome), and then Spence and I went to my house and laid on my bed and listened to French music from the 50's and slept a little.
At midnight, we had Grant's directing project. It was EFFING COLD outside, but he did a really good job. But while we were walking around, I overheard Michael talking with various people about my project, and I came to a kind of weird realization:
People don't really get me.
I don't mean that in an emo way. It was just something I'd never really wondered about before. I kind of get the feeling that I perplex people? And that they don't really take me very seriously. Which, you know, isn't a big deal. But it was super-strange to be made aware of that fact ALL OF A SUDDEN.
Today wasn't a big deal. Just stage craft review and Allyson's directing project, and then a bunch of sleep. I'm running sound for Spencer's project, so I went to his rehearsal tonight. Then he and Brandon and I went to Cracker Barrel for dinner, and then drove around and said inappropriate things in lazy southern accents.
I love my friends.
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