Saturday, April 12, 2003
Over the years, I've grown accustomed to the casting process. If I get casted, I am ecstatic, but if I'm passed over, I learn from it and move on. As a performer, I know there will be (and have been) plenty of times when I didn't get that special role. Today was one of those times.
All in all, I didn't get cast. It's a Senior Show, which means that all of theatre's outgoing seniors get priority on the roles. Even though I wanted a part very badly, I've taken it in stride.
The thing that made me cry is when I realized that tomorrow will be the last time I am onstage with some of the most talented individuals I've ever known. There won't be another chance for me to share the limelight with DC or Matt or Trevor or Elizabeth. They don't realize how much I admire them.
Those kids have been here since I was a wee freshman. When you've been around people like these for so long, people who continually amaze and inspire others, you begin to think that they belong there forever. The theatre company belongs to them. And now, here I am, getting ready for my senior year as they get ready to leave and start their lives. I know that they leave the company in well-prepared hands, but it just won't seem right.
The musical is so wonderful and I wouldn't change anything for the world. After Saturday night, the set will be struck, the Coat will be given away, and the lights over the mainstage will be dimmed until next year, when bigger and better things await us. But the people I've looked up to for three years will be almost gone, and all I'll have is many a-memory to remember them by.
Jaclyn wuz here at 1:14 AM |
Wednesday, April 09, 2003
I am retracting my previous statement regarding Prom and my attendance alone.
'Tis not a problem any longer!
Who am I going with, you ask?
Not Sean Biggerstaff, or Rivers Cuomo, or Chuck from Nebraska, or Junior Spivey...
But the coolest kid nicknamed after a breakfast food EVER!
Cammie Pancakes! Look out, Prom, here we come!
Jaclyn wuz here at 10:38 PM |
Monday, April 07, 2003
Have you ever had a weird, movie-star-type crush on someone who you thought was the epitome of "greatest person in the world," but you knew in the back of your mind that it was a useless thing because the person was so awesome and you were just a mere mortal and then you saw a glimmer of hope that they might feel the same way about you and you felt wonderful about yourself and you imagined how cool it would be to know the person better (it would be like chillin' with Jimmy Stewart or Frank Sinatra or someone equally "bad 2 da bone")...and then you find out you were just kidding yourself in the first place, and you go back to that whole "admiration from afar" thing again?
Yeah, me too.
Have you ever written a reeeeaally long run-on sentence?
Jaclyn wuz here at 11:31 PM |
Sunday, April 06, 2003
Have you ever tried to describe your life to someone else and all that sums it up is some horribly overused cliche, which in turn renders the second party indifferent to your situation, leaving you in a more awkward position than you were in the beginning?
Yeah, me too. Life is a rollercoaster of ups and downs, and it seems like the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, and people do really fall out of love as fast as they do into it. If someone dies, at least we know they're in a better place. Of course, in the end, I'm just a misunderstood teenager who rebels against the corporate machine. But I digress.
I hate telling things about my life to other people.
I get this strange feeling that I'm going stag to prom this year. For being one of the select few on the planning committee, I'm awfully apathetic about it. I didn't start thinking of a dress until last night. Unfortunately, this was also about the time I started thinking about potential prom dates. Last year, Amy preordered Nate's boutonierre, like, two weeks in advance, and she probably had the floral scheme (along with color, angle, flower species, and size) arranged neatly on a blueprint somewhere. I didn't buy my date's flower until the morning of.
My Conversation with the Flower Lady at AJ's Fine Foods
-"Excuse me, can I order a boutonierre?"
-"Sure, when for and what kind?"
-"Uh...tonight. With some, uh, pink type roses and stuff."
I'm not too terribly organized when it comes to this stuff. But I digress once more.
"There are so many other interesting, exciting things you could talk about, Jaclyn! For example, you could talk about the PLAY or your DC TRIP or your LIFE."
I'll stick with Prom and how it's at a mansion this year and it's going to be a lot of fun, perchance I go dateless. Dateless, schmateless, I'll be with my friends and we'll eat the chocolate fondue and we won't care if it dribbles down the front of our dresses and we'll dance to "Peaches and Cream" and "Holla Back Youngin" and we'll look up at the stars and say, "In twenty years, it won't matter whether we had dates or not." I always have next year.
But I digress.
Jaclyn wuz here at 12:14 PM |