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Well - it's over. Last night was quite literally our "Last Night". And what a closing night. We've had two good shows, Friday night's and last night otherwise its been mediocre but - but wow! What a closing night. There may have been forty seats unfilled, forty out of a thousand. Plus I was incredibly buzzed, I mean literally bouncing around buzzed. And not just because of how good we were doing but (and this is very child like on my part but so sue me, I'm easy to please) because I realized that bunches of the cast that I want to get to know better, they're juniors! I thought they were seniors so I get another whole year to work with them again. Yay!
Its just been great, I've f*cked up a bunch doing it (I lost a girl's costume causing the two of us to miss our cue when we were looking for it, she started crying! Also I could never get that damn gate to close right, in rehearsals it worked but never for real). But I had some great moments of lunacy and antics that I truly enjoyed.
I think I already might have said it but because of this play (mainly) I've realized how much I enjoy the company of guys, not all by any means but a particular type of male is most enjoyable.
Let's see, what were some particularly funny moments over the past few days. Ah, the other night - no let me start earlier. Because we needed our hair curled for the play (the girls I mean) curling irons were every where, so much so that we popped the circuit, so since then I've done my make-up and hair in the guys' but I haven't gotten dressed there, I may not care but they might. Anyway, the other night after the curtain call and the schmoozing in the lobby afterward I went back to get dressed and I could find my pants but I couldn't find my shirt or my shoes any where. I went into the Boys' and -
Me: Guys, I know this is weird but have any of you seen my shirt?
Tony: Guys quiet! (everyone pays attention) Ok, we have a bit of a situation. Jessica's lost her shirt, now everyone think, if you have it in the back seat of your car please give it back --
I laughed of course but the manly chuckles that followed me out were what made me blush. I did find my shirt in the end. It was in the guys', the thing is I can't for the life of me recall taking it off in there. Weird.
What else?
Oh, yesterday we were all signing posters (like a yearbook) for everyone, the walls were coated with them. I thought it was kinda strange though, I thought about doing that and then Cody went ahead and did it. I know that seems very mundane but -
Anyway. I had hung up my poster and as I walked by during intermission of the closing show I saw this - Louiza (the director's daughter) standing by my poster next to Neesha (the enchantress). Neesha was staring at her pretty hard, confidently Louiza pointed at a rather large signature on it. Shaking her head Neesha pointed to the corner that said "Jessica's please sign". I heard Louiza's little gasp as I passed. I'd already read the note on it, thanking me for helping her dress, something I had never done. I did find it funny, most especially since her note took up about a quarter of the poster and was in bright pink high lighter. When I next saw it she had scribbled her words out.
Oh, the person I was talking about (since it was only one) was Ian, also known as Coggs. I could have sworn he was a senior but when I expressed the regret that I'd never get to know him better he said "Why? Are you graduating this year?"
"No, you are, aren't you a senior?"
"No, I'm a junior." Mind you he said this very quietly, he's had laryngitis all week, which has been very scary for the show, we had to have Cody dub over him from the wings for two shows, but it worked very well.
It was so weird, I had this moment where I didn't know what to do with my body. I wanted to hug him until he complained but I couldn't do that while he was in costume so instead I just sort of paced in a tight little circle for a few seconds (kind of like I was trapped in a box).
We were supposed to have a cast party afterward, we definitely deserved it, but all we ended up doing was having a very large all cast dinner at Village Inn, we had had one the night before too but EVERYONE showed up this time. I was one of the first there, I cleaned up very fast. It wasn't bad, I felt sleepy after the first half hour or so but I got to see the inner workings of the leads, and the determination of social climbers. I do not consider myself a social climber, if I was I would have much more important friends (that wasn't meant to be offensive but I could be hanging out the most powerful youth in the city if I wanted, the point is I don't want power, I want my friends), but I do tend to go after the things I want (particularly friendships) but I would want someone to smack me about before I changed myself to fit the wants of someone else or worse, sat there awkwardly when I knew I wasn't wanted, even despised.
A girl in the cast, she's acted before, we were even partners for my first DDF tourney, but she can't sing a note to save her life. She's a social climber. She came to dinner with everyone else and sat by the major leads (Holly, Hugh, Ian, etc.) and when she got up I over heard them (mainly because I was lounging in the next booth over) say:
"Ugh, she sits by us every year."
"Yeah I know"
"She makes me really uncomfortable."
"Yeah me too, I'm starting to get sick of it."
"Quick, (leaning over the partition to the other isle where the rest of the cast was seated) one of you guys come sit over here."
I told them they were being cruel and I was sure she couldn't be all that bad but whatever. As cruel as they might have behaved, at least she didn't hear it, they shut up as soon as she came into range. Someone had taken her seat, and this is what made me loose much of my sympathy for her. She stood there and waited for the other girl to get out of her spot. She had to have stood there for five minutes before I said, very softly and cheerfully, that maybe she ought to go sit at one of the other tables since it looked like the other girl was quite comfortable. She gave me such a look, it wasn't in her face but her eyes and body gave it away, she knew exactly what I was getting at and she was pissed that I would dare offer a suggestion to her, when I wasn't even sitting at the 'big' table and she had been. "No thank you, it has to be this seat."
Then she shoved poor Gavvin over and forced him to make room for her in the booth. She had to have known how they felt about her, I could pick up on it without even over hearing them, and she's been doing this show after show, she can't be that stupid. But oh well.
Everyone was crying after the show, during it even. Cody was crying and so were all of the senior girls, and lots of the freshmen. I can't stand crying people, women and men alike, I don't know how to handle them, except that I should hold them tight and try not to think about what those snuffling sounds means to my shirt. (I'm only that cold if they're crying about a subject I don't understand, like everyone in the play, it's not like they'll never see them again, they still have a few months together, at least).
Anything else? This experience has been rewarding, and fun, even if it did feel like work some of the time. I got to meet and get to know some very interesting people that I look forward to knowing better, and working with again.
A bunch of the senior girls were crying because this was the last show they would ever do at their - well, their home. They saw it as a door being locked tight, I saw it as this - Beauty and the Beast was the first play or production I have ever gotten into on my own merit, everything before they had to take me. It was unlocking some doors I hadn't even thought were there. I ought to act more often, and sing until I'm hoarse, I think it'll be worth it.
All my best ~ Jess
PS I scared Jon (a friend of Cody's and Anthea's) after the play. He came to see it and seeing a face I knew out of the crush of bodies I cried out his name, which scared the dickens out of him. Anthea and Cody shouldn't tell me stories about people I don't know, it makes them feel like friends when no such connection exists. Well, no they can keep tell me storied, I'll just have to try not to shout so much.
PPS Heehee, Sierra came to my show, well technically she was an usher. How she managed that I don't know. I didn't really see much of her which made me sad but I'm glad she came. Now I really do need to go. Much Love ~ J
Its just been great, I've f*cked up a bunch doing it (I lost a girl's costume causing the two of us to miss our cue when we were looking for it, she started crying! Also I could never get that damn gate to close right, in rehearsals it worked but never for real). But I had some great moments of lunacy and antics that I truly enjoyed.
I think I already might have said it but because of this play (mainly) I've realized how much I enjoy the company of guys, not all by any means but a particular type of male is most enjoyable.
Let's see, what were some particularly funny moments over the past few days. Ah, the other night - no let me start earlier. Because we needed our hair curled for the play (the girls I mean) curling irons were every where, so much so that we popped the circuit, so since then I've done my make-up and hair in the guys' but I haven't gotten dressed there, I may not care but they might. Anyway, the other night after the curtain call and the schmoozing in the lobby afterward I went back to get dressed and I could find my pants but I couldn't find my shirt or my shoes any where. I went into the Boys' and -
Me: Guys, I know this is weird but have any of you seen my shirt?
Tony: Guys quiet! (everyone pays attention) Ok, we have a bit of a situation. Jessica's lost her shirt, now everyone think, if you have it in the back seat of your car please give it back --
I laughed of course but the manly chuckles that followed me out were what made me blush. I did find my shirt in the end. It was in the guys', the thing is I can't for the life of me recall taking it off in there. Weird.
What else?
Oh, yesterday we were all signing posters (like a yearbook) for everyone, the walls were coated with them. I thought it was kinda strange though, I thought about doing that and then Cody went ahead and did it. I know that seems very mundane but -
Anyway. I had hung up my poster and as I walked by during intermission of the closing show I saw this - Louiza (the director's daughter) standing by my poster next to Neesha (the enchantress). Neesha was staring at her pretty hard, confidently Louiza pointed at a rather large signature on it. Shaking her head Neesha pointed to the corner that said "Jessica's please sign". I heard Louiza's little gasp as I passed. I'd already read the note on it, thanking me for helping her dress, something I had never done. I did find it funny, most especially since her note took up about a quarter of the poster and was in bright pink high lighter. When I next saw it she had scribbled her words out.
Oh, the person I was talking about (since it was only one) was Ian, also known as Coggs. I could have sworn he was a senior but when I expressed the regret that I'd never get to know him better he said "Why? Are you graduating this year?"
"No, you are, aren't you a senior?"
"No, I'm a junior." Mind you he said this very quietly, he's had laryngitis all week, which has been very scary for the show, we had to have Cody dub over him from the wings for two shows, but it worked very well.
It was so weird, I had this moment where I didn't know what to do with my body. I wanted to hug him until he complained but I couldn't do that while he was in costume so instead I just sort of paced in a tight little circle for a few seconds (kind of like I was trapped in a box).
We were supposed to have a cast party afterward, we definitely deserved it, but all we ended up doing was having a very large all cast dinner at Village Inn, we had had one the night before too but EVERYONE showed up this time. I was one of the first there, I cleaned up very fast. It wasn't bad, I felt sleepy after the first half hour or so but I got to see the inner workings of the leads, and the determination of social climbers. I do not consider myself a social climber, if I was I would have much more important friends (that wasn't meant to be offensive but I could be hanging out the most powerful youth in the city if I wanted, the point is I don't want power, I want my friends), but I do tend to go after the things I want (particularly friendships) but I would want someone to smack me about before I changed myself to fit the wants of someone else or worse, sat there awkwardly when I knew I wasn't wanted, even despised.
A girl in the cast, she's acted before, we were even partners for my first DDF tourney, but she can't sing a note to save her life. She's a social climber. She came to dinner with everyone else and sat by the major leads (Holly, Hugh, Ian, etc.) and when she got up I over heard them (mainly because I was lounging in the next booth over) say:
"Ugh, she sits by us every year."
"Yeah I know"
"She makes me really uncomfortable."
"Yeah me too, I'm starting to get sick of it."
"Quick, (leaning over the partition to the other isle where the rest of the cast was seated) one of you guys come sit over here."
I told them they were being cruel and I was sure she couldn't be all that bad but whatever. As cruel as they might have behaved, at least she didn't hear it, they shut up as soon as she came into range. Someone had taken her seat, and this is what made me loose much of my sympathy for her. She stood there and waited for the other girl to get out of her spot. She had to have stood there for five minutes before I said, very softly and cheerfully, that maybe she ought to go sit at one of the other tables since it looked like the other girl was quite comfortable. She gave me such a look, it wasn't in her face but her eyes and body gave it away, she knew exactly what I was getting at and she was pissed that I would dare offer a suggestion to her, when I wasn't even sitting at the 'big' table and she had been. "No thank you, it has to be this seat."
Then she shoved poor Gavvin over and forced him to make room for her in the booth. She had to have known how they felt about her, I could pick up on it without even over hearing them, and she's been doing this show after show, she can't be that stupid. But oh well.
Everyone was crying after the show, during it even. Cody was crying and so were all of the senior girls, and lots of the freshmen. I can't stand crying people, women and men alike, I don't know how to handle them, except that I should hold them tight and try not to think about what those snuffling sounds means to my shirt. (I'm only that cold if they're crying about a subject I don't understand, like everyone in the play, it's not like they'll never see them again, they still have a few months together, at least).
Anything else? This experience has been rewarding, and fun, even if it did feel like work some of the time. I got to meet and get to know some very interesting people that I look forward to knowing better, and working with again.
A bunch of the senior girls were crying because this was the last show they would ever do at their - well, their home. They saw it as a door being locked tight, I saw it as this - Beauty and the Beast was the first play or production I have ever gotten into on my own merit, everything before they had to take me. It was unlocking some doors I hadn't even thought were there. I ought to act more often, and sing until I'm hoarse, I think it'll be worth it.
All my best ~ Jess
PS I scared Jon (a friend of Cody's and Anthea's) after the play. He came to see it and seeing a face I knew out of the crush of bodies I cried out his name, which scared the dickens out of him. Anthea and Cody shouldn't tell me stories about people I don't know, it makes them feel like friends when no such connection exists. Well, no they can keep tell me storied, I'll just have to try not to shout so much.
PPS Heehee, Sierra came to my show, well technically she was an usher. How she managed that I don't know. I didn't really see much of her which made me sad but I'm glad she came. Now I really do need to go. Much Love ~ J
