249A — Come look at the freaks...
Today was a pretty good day.
It started off relatively slowly—I got up late, and didn't really have anything to do in the morning, and didn't really feel like planning anything either, so I kind of just sat there and listened to podcasts. The yearning to do something has resumed, so I didn't really feel well while I was sitting there, but I couldn't think of anything which would really be that productive, so I just sat in my un-productivity, mildly discontent, but extant.
The school district didn't announce whether or not the show was going on for what seemed like an unbearable long time. There was nothing to look forwards to until almost 2 PM, when they finally said that the show was happening! Our call time was 4 PM, so from there my lack of activity became motivated—to fill the meager amount of time which lay between us and the show. Through sheer force of will, I made it to about 3:40, changed into dress clothes, and then headed to the school. Exciting times.
We spent our time between four and five-thirty (or so) rehearsing various parts of the show that were prone to go wrong, and so those things generally went very well. At five-thirty, we broke for dinner, and my friend and I went to Pancheros. We returned, participated in the drama departments pre-show circle, and then returned to the band room and sat and waited to tune. After tuning, the pit director regaled us with a few stories, and eventually it was time. Ten minutes before the show was supposed to start, we entered the pit.
Everything else from there was a blur. The musical is a continuous story, and it all sort of blends together after a while. The first act went, surprisingly, without much of a hitch, and I was extremely happy about that. Perhaps that was also partially a sense of relief, combined with the significant amount of caffeine I had consumed beforehand. After a slightly longer-than-expected intermission, our second act also went well (although slightly worse than the first). As we reached the end of the last song, it felt like all our work had been actualized. And then we hit the bows and exit music, which was, a little more difficult and isolated (the people do not sing for this one), but we made it through, and the audience applauded, so it must have been decent, at least. In any case, finishing this first show felt amazing. The show actually felt like it had meaning—I knew the characters' stories, and how they interacted, and it all sort of came to life. There's a line in it, near the end, which is just "freaks!", which expresses how to society people are often defined solely by their differences. It gets me every time. I almost cried in the pit. I just might next time. Hopefully, the next two tomorrow feel just as good and alive. (Also, hopefully I can get some of my robotics friends to come watch.)
I got home after that, and that was probably just half an hour ago. My sense of time is wildly dilated, but I need to get to sleep, because tomorrow I can finally make a robotics practice! Then, I have two shows, and the day will be filled. God bless. I have never been this excited.
It started off relatively slowly—I got up late, and didn't really have anything to do in the morning, and didn't really feel like planning anything either, so I kind of just sat there and listened to podcasts. The yearning to do something has resumed, so I didn't really feel well while I was sitting there, but I couldn't think of anything which would really be that productive, so I just sat in my un-productivity, mildly discontent, but extant.
The school district didn't announce whether or not the show was going on for what seemed like an unbearable long time. There was nothing to look forwards to until almost 2 PM, when they finally said that the show was happening! Our call time was 4 PM, so from there my lack of activity became motivated—to fill the meager amount of time which lay between us and the show. Through sheer force of will, I made it to about 3:40, changed into dress clothes, and then headed to the school. Exciting times.
We spent our time between four and five-thirty (or so) rehearsing various parts of the show that were prone to go wrong, and so those things generally went very well. At five-thirty, we broke for dinner, and my friend and I went to Pancheros. We returned, participated in the drama departments pre-show circle, and then returned to the band room and sat and waited to tune. After tuning, the pit director regaled us with a few stories, and eventually it was time. Ten minutes before the show was supposed to start, we entered the pit.
Everything else from there was a blur. The musical is a continuous story, and it all sort of blends together after a while. The first act went, surprisingly, without much of a hitch, and I was extremely happy about that. Perhaps that was also partially a sense of relief, combined with the significant amount of caffeine I had consumed beforehand. After a slightly longer-than-expected intermission, our second act also went well (although slightly worse than the first). As we reached the end of the last song, it felt like all our work had been actualized. And then we hit the bows and exit music, which was, a little more difficult and isolated (the people do not sing for this one), but we made it through, and the audience applauded, so it must have been decent, at least. In any case, finishing this first show felt amazing. The show actually felt like it had meaning—I knew the characters' stories, and how they interacted, and it all sort of came to life. There's a line in it, near the end, which is just "freaks!", which expresses how to society people are often defined solely by their differences. It gets me every time. I almost cried in the pit. I just might next time. Hopefully, the next two tomorrow feel just as good and alive. (Also, hopefully I can get some of my robotics friends to come watch.)
I got home after that, and that was probably just half an hour ago. My sense of time is wildly dilated, but I need to get to sleep, because tomorrow I can finally make a robotics practice! Then, I have two shows, and the day will be filled. God bless. I have never been this excited.
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