“bike. eat. drink. talk. ride the subway. read. read maps. make maps. make art. finish the gates application. tell my dad not to stress about it. hug my mom. kiss my little sister. kiss my dad. make out with noelle. make out with her more. take her on a picnic. see a movie with her. see a movie with aaron. heck, see a movie with nia. have a party. tell people my story. volunteer at 3 north. help people like bobby, like muqtada, like me. draw more. draw a person. draw a naked person. draw a noelle naked. run. travel. swim. skip - yeah I know it’s lame but whatever. skip anyway. breathe. live.”—Craig Gilner (It’s Kind of a Funny Story)
I think my theatre production class is going to kill me.
In a class of 27, I am the only person doing theatre production, the rest are actors and writers. Another girl was in my section also, but the bitch decided to switch out so I’m alone and I have to do all this shit by myself. I have two one act plays that I have to have completed in about a weeks time. Here is what I need to do for each one:
Design Posters to hang around the school
I don’t know how to work the sound and light board yet, how am I suppose to work that? Not only that, but the drama teacher changes everything each class then decides not to tell me at all. I have to dress 20 people in clothes that the costume room seems to not have.
I’m freaking out and I don’t know what to do, I’ll probably fail this class because I wont have anything completed in time. The only reason I joined the class was to do sound and lighting, I don’t want to dress people. Fuck!