I've been wanting to write for really long now, except every time I log on, I invariably decide today is not the day and go read my comic strip. Or more commonly, get on facebook. However today, I have made up my mind to stay on longer than ten minutes and actually type something as opposed to just staring at my monitor waiting for something to drop from the sky.
My last week has gone by pretty quickly. I helped out backstage with this play called Lysistrata. Everyone has always told me I'd make a proficient actress on account of being so animated and SUCH a drama queen, but when it came to actaully watching them, I figured I could never be that good. Now, I'm not saying I'm incapable of getting into a role (not that I've ever actually been asked to do so) I'm just saying I lack the basic requirement of every good actor: confidence. I don't know what it is about facing an audience that has me in such a flutter. Actually, it's more of a sweaty palms, quivering knees and hoping that the ground will open up and swallow me whole kind of feeling. Sigh, so much for my becoming an endearing actress and capturing hearts. Anyway, coming back to the play and what I was helping out with. So,I was given this one simple task (among others of course) of dragging these logs off stage during a 5 second blackout. My wonderful eye sight along with my extremely nervous/clumsy streak proved to be a very bad combination. Next thing I knew I was crouching with my back to the audience when the lights came back on. Short of a quick panic attack, I managed to get up and hold as many of those stupid logs as I could, except one of them fell down and make the loudest noise (atleast I thought it was QUITE loud). The incident most definitely made it into the top 5 on my list of most embarrassing moments. Trust me, you do not want to know what the rest are. Well, other than THAT, I helped with props,makeup, hair and costumes which turned out to be okay (thankfully). So I guess all is not lost. Yes, that was just me looking on the bright side and trying to find a shred of positivity in a seemingly hapless situation. Yeah, surprising I know.
There. I've written enough I suppose. Now, I MUST find something to eat, and THEN I'll be sure to sleep in peace. Why I need something to eat so desperately at THIS hour? Ah, that's a story for another time.