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It's amazing how much difference a day can make. Yesterday I was near tears, lost & confused, afraid because I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing with myself. Today? Today was weird as hell, but actually rather good.
Rehersal went well--I worked on my long monologue for a few minutes earlier in the day, and we did an al italienne (rapid line-through) before running the third & fourth acts. It wasn't perfect, obviously; but I felt so much better running through the act, & I kept myself upset instead of settling when I sit down with Olga, & by Andrei's last line I was actually sobbing with real tears. So I found where I needed to be. I need to pretty much start there, when I come onstage (well, not the sobbing, but in that place), & then I can get to where I should be. & Act four went fabulously. It's coming together. It's working. It's gonna be good.
Before rehersal Andrew & met for dinner (& I felt like I had never been so starvingly hungry in my life, it was really strange), & I don't know what happened, but we completely & utterly lost it. Last week was pretty bizarre for both of us, & everything is going crazy, so we just went along too. Laughing hysterically in the middle of the cafeteria is pretty fun, though. People give you weird looks. I'm not even entirely sure what we were laughing about; but it was pretty awesomely weird anyway.
& y'know what else was nice? We didn't have history today--Dr E was at a conference--so it made the whole afternoon much more relaxing than it usually is. I did some of my reading for Wednesday, I worked on my speech, I got to chat with Madeline. It was good. Work was easy, because I didn't, very much. Also a number was written down & I called the wrong person utterly (someone who doesn't even know about the writing center), but at that point I just thought it was funny. It was a little nuts.
& this morning I spent all of Design class watercolouring the designs I drew last night, & they're turning out well. & talking to Cozy, mostly about how incredibly obvious Damian is being about flirting with the girl he sits next to. (At rehersal today I just said to him, "Damian, will you ask her out already, please," & the look on his face was utterly priceless. "What?" he blusters, trying to keep composure. "What do you--" & Molly, who is also in the class, leans over & says, "I'm only going to say this once, Damian: obvious." It pretty much made my night.)
& because you'd have to pay me a lot, I mean a lot, of money or love to get me to wear a skirt tomorrow (it is cold here. Cold.), I am not all that keen on being River for Halloween. Given that Badger doesn't wear a shirt, Andrew wasn't keen on that either. So we're being each other instead. (Remind me to buy boy's jeans next time I go shopping, they're really comfortable. They look silly of course, but then so do mine on him, so there. This oughta be fun.)
Rehersal went well--I worked on my long monologue for a few minutes earlier in the day, and we did an al italienne (rapid line-through) before running the third & fourth acts. It wasn't perfect, obviously; but I felt so much better running through the act, & I kept myself upset instead of settling when I sit down with Olga, & by Andrei's last line I was actually sobbing with real tears. So I found where I needed to be. I need to pretty much start there, when I come onstage (well, not the sobbing, but in that place), & then I can get to where I should be. & Act four went fabulously. It's coming together. It's working. It's gonna be good.
Before rehersal Andrew & met for dinner (& I felt like I had never been so starvingly hungry in my life, it was really strange), & I don't know what happened, but we completely & utterly lost it. Last week was pretty bizarre for both of us, & everything is going crazy, so we just went along too. Laughing hysterically in the middle of the cafeteria is pretty fun, though. People give you weird looks. I'm not even entirely sure what we were laughing about; but it was pretty awesomely weird anyway.
& y'know what else was nice? We didn't have history today--Dr E was at a conference--so it made the whole afternoon much more relaxing than it usually is. I did some of my reading for Wednesday, I worked on my speech, I got to chat with Madeline. It was good. Work was easy, because I didn't, very much. Also a number was written down & I called the wrong person utterly (someone who doesn't even know about the writing center), but at that point I just thought it was funny. It was a little nuts.
& this morning I spent all of Design class watercolouring the designs I drew last night, & they're turning out well. & talking to Cozy, mostly about how incredibly obvious Damian is being about flirting with the girl he sits next to. (At rehersal today I just said to him, "Damian, will you ask her out already, please," & the look on his face was utterly priceless. "What?" he blusters, trying to keep composure. "What do you--" & Molly, who is also in the class, leans over & says, "I'm only going to say this once, Damian: obvious." It pretty much made my night.)
& because you'd have to pay me a lot, I mean a lot, of money or love to get me to wear a skirt tomorrow (it is cold here. Cold.), I am not all that keen on being River for Halloween. Given that Badger doesn't wear a shirt, Andrew wasn't keen on that either. So we're being each other instead. (Remind me to buy boy's jeans next time I go shopping, they're really comfortable. They look silly of course, but then so do mine on him, so there. This oughta be fun.)
