Intensity Insues

This week, Theatre Foundations had just gotten intense.

So performers are scrambling around and about because auditions for the Acting I class are coming up. That's how it works: theatre people who WANT to act for a living are recommended to take this class, but because there are so many who want in the class, the acting staff has to hold auditions to allow only 32 people to split up into two classes. I think 90+ people are trying out.

Anyway.

Performers are scrambling for monologues and on Tuesday (well, this last tuesday), our instructor gave a lot of students the chance to get up on stage to recite their monologues.

This is the point of insanity that had become of that class.

As each person recited their monologues, the teacher would work with these performers to make their pieces even more better. She'd end up yelling and pacing around the performer and even whispering into their ears, secret little things that drove the performer into a frenzy and more dramatic with their piece. People even started to get emotional and cry over their monologues. But by the end of the performer's session, there is a FINE, Fine, fine difference between when they first recited their monologue and then after working with the teacher.

By the way, these were all dramatic monologues. Nobody did comedy, a lot of people think it's too hard to do.

...WHAT. I can't help but give these people a crazy, skeptical look. It's the opposite for me. Seriously. Who here has ever seen me act dramatically? ...well?

That's what I thought.

MOVING ON.

School, for the most part, is still going well. I'm now officially tired from a lack of sleep. I TOLD YOU, that this would happen, did I not?

Learning voting principles in Math Honors.

Finding the original American ritual in University Seminars.

Theatre Foundations...

...

Getting bruises in Judo.

Painting science rooms for money.

Riding my bike (thanks Mom and Bill!)

Attempting lots of reading.

So little time.