Shakespeare Festival

I went to Shakespeare Festival. And I have no awesome pictures to show you, but if Austin will send me some derp pictures he took of me, I will be happy to share with you.
I'm not vain.
Or photogenic.

On Thursday, I went to my first period class because I live close to the school and figured, why not? Less make-up work. So I went to science. I took a quiz. And then. Ohhh, then. I walked out the door. I walked to the seminary building. I walked passed the seminary building. And I kept walking. In the middle of the street, 'cause that's what I like to do when there are no cars. And don't think I was sluffing, because I was excused for all of Thursday and Friday.

I got home and finished packing. We left to go to the other school where I would be loading the bus.

*Complicated-ish story: I'm on the Shakespeare team for another Jr. High. A bit bothersome, but I love it.

I got my stuff out of the car, and went over and hugged my buds. My mom got to stay, too, because she was chaperoning. (coolest chaperone) The bus came, we loaded set and props and personal stuff, and we set off. The bus ride was not the most pleasant, but there was fun stuff.
Drawing fruit on hands. Writing Mad-libs. Filling them in. Wishing the music wasn't so loud and nasty.
But it was fun.

We got to SUU and toured. I can't really remember Thursday that much. But that was the beginning of a great adventure in my life.

Thursday, Friday, and Saturday were filled with jokes, learning, gallivanting, acting, and some dancing. Unfortunately I left my brain home, so for some of the time, I had the mindset of a tired toddler.
"Do you want to do this?"
"No."
"What do you want to do?"
"I don't know."
"How about this?"
"Not that."

Isn't it nice that these people put up with me?

Things I learned:
-I hate swimming pools
-Improv is all about character and reactions
-Sleep is important
-Coffee doesn't smell so bad when you're in good company. But you can still sing about how dreadful it is
-It's not fun running from lower to upper campus in a dress

Thanks to people for carrying stuff for me, and it's very nice when that there are people who will run all around a college campus to get me weaponry. And thanks to Carilyn for putting up with me being obnoxious at one in the morning telling stupid jokes.

Many more things happened. But I shan't disclose them all, because I really need to do my homework right now . . . ;)

Procrastinatory Update on my Life

Procrastinatory (pro-cras-tin-a-tor-e) n: "I have homework . . . I think I'll post stuff on my blog!"

Thursday will mark the beginning of a great adventure. A great adventure indeed. For Thursday is the day the Shakespeare team will go to Cedar City for the Shakespeare Festival. I shall perform and be judged. I shall learn and play. Thursday will mark an epoch in my life. It is the climax of this story. This story of how I became an obnoxious thespian.

"Obnoxious?"

Obnoxious. As in, quoting Shakespeare more often than most people. Half of my conversations include, 'that reminds me of something we did in Shakespeare,' 'We did this really funny thing at the Renaissance Faire,' 'I wish I were in that musical,' and of course, overly dramatic reactions to things. This is obnoxious.

Tomorrow we will get our team jackets. Pictures will be posted. (I hope)

I got a dramatic monologue and was told it was comedic. So I tried to make it comedic. Then there was this part about death. So now it really is dramatic.

1000 Page-views

This blog just recently reached 1000 page-views! :O Though I'm pretty sure that a large percentage of these views belonged to me, this is still a pretty special milestone. (shniffle)

I saw this last night:

And spazzed out a bit. Now we are over 1000. How special.

Freshman Adventures

Though I am still in the Jr. High, I am a freshman, and I am having adventures.

~Going to a newly-built school
~Preferring the old one
~Working on THREE monologues
~Finding money in the road
~Friend duct taping himself to a bench
~Showing off
~Taking honors classes (duh)
~Taking almost every extra credit opportunity even though I am an A student
~Wanting shoes
~Ruining friends' appetites at lunch
~Scaring random people (on accident)
~Not taking choir (mild regret)
~I could totally star in the musical that my old school is doing. Not that I know what that is . . .

Well, now that I've got that all written out, it doesn't seem like much of an adventure. But it feels like one.

Start Salivating . . .

. . . now.

Pretzel + Nutella. You're welcome.

School

It began on Tuesday. I feel that the color I would use to describe my summer is greyish-brown. It did, of course, have lovely specks and drips of awesome colors, but my summer was not well spent. I resolve to do better next year.

In wasting a majority of my summer being a lump, I was not prepared for school, and all of the stuff that was dumped upon me. But now I think I am. I'm getting into school mode.

Such stuff I could type. Such stuff I shan't type. Such pictures I have taken, and neglected to take. Such such-ness.

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