LIke I said, We're doing my play, but also my Friend Ian's Play. It doesn't have a name and it REALLY tells you a lot about my friend. "Play" is the craziest piece of... that I have ever read. No where in the entire thing can I find one reoccuring theme, any kind of tangible plot, or lines that make sense. And I'm in it! The cool part is I get to break all the rules. My character is a lazy junkie, dressed like a geek that doesn't pay attention to anything for very long. I can do anything! Walk around stage, turn my back to audience, anything! But that's not stressful in the least.

If you haven't figured it out, Ian is a very random, absurd guy. And with my play, no one has been desigated to head the crew for Ian plays. So... I AM! That's right! I'm no director, actor (2x), costume designer, set designer (2x), Set Construction head (2x) and a bunch of other stuff. I also am the one who talks to the "crew head's" (who do nothing) and G for the both of us! It's just too much... My heads going to explode! I have to focus on both plays at once!

Another thing is the attitude in Ian's play, it's completely chaotic! The actors have arguements everyday about what should go on in the play. This stems from Ian, when he wrote the play he thought "Wow, this play is so wierd. Why don't I let the actors change stuff if they want." SO now everyday there's something new someone wants to try, it'll NEVER get done at this rate! Not to mention I'm still getting harassed by Alex in this play too...

SETS! MY GOD! I'm gonna kill myself. All I want is for the supposed "crew head" to paint my tables. "Fuck no" is all I get back! "Get Lee to do it" GET LEE!! YOU'RE THE CREW! YOU DO IT AND SHUT THE FUCK UP! I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU'RE NICE CLOTHES!! JUST FUCKING DO IT! Not to mention the car the Ian HAD to write into his play. Now I'm stuck agruing with WIll and Marty on how it'll get built and with what. After the first day we decided instead of a car we'd go with a truck. 8 ft long, the bed would be 4 ft by 3 ft, the cab 2 ft by 5 ft, and the hood 2 ft by 3 ft out of a giant cardboard piece. I looked at the mesurements on the cardboard today, 11 fucking feet long! And every measurement was off by at least three inches! I was so furious! It was unacceptable! That never happened during working! God, when I'm gone this clubs gonna fall apart...

I thought a lot about it today, so I've decided to start blogging again.... Not that I ever really blogged then either. Today. And every day for the last couple of weeks have been rather stressful and I feel like I need to get some off it off my chest.

First off let me recap what's been going on recently (not since the last I blogged, that'd take for ever) just the time that I feel needs mentioning.
MY life is stressed, and I don't mean a little, I mean a LOT. I currently am engaged in not one, or two projects, I have FOUR! AND THERE ALL GOING ON AT ONCE! Number one is my play, followed by my friend Ian's play, third is my Brother's online story, and lastly is my Madrigals/school work.

Yes, I said MY play, I wrote it over the course of a few months (although I've been thinking about writing one since last year) It's called "Reckless Ballet or Instant animosity" and it actually won 2nd place in the playwrighting competition at the Ohio Thespian Conference like a month ago. That's just stress number one for my play. Because it won I received two weeks to assemble a cast and perform a staged reading of it for the other winners of the competition. Two weeks isn't a lot of time so I held auditions for my play which requires 12 people and guess how many showed up? 11! I had already decided I would take the lead so the cast limit was met, but only 11 really showed how much the drama club respects me if only my friends and the newbies who audition for everything were the only ones to show. So my poorly assembled cast and I set to work on the staged reading for states and we did VERY well I might add but it was an easy victory compared to what I had to do next(and still doing now)

The Drama didn't have a plan for the next play we were going to do and since I had won it was settled that it would a few one-acts including mine and Ian's. SO now I had to stage it completely, easily done! Then I got hit. You see, our drama club, when set on itself, is not very effective. By which I mean it hardly works at all. After starting to block the play I realized that all the costumes and set pieces would need to be built, and since then (like four weeks) I've come to realized that I'M ON MY OWN! We only have two weeks till the show goes up and we don't have ANY props or costumes and were still missing a LOT of other stuff and no one seems to be taking the job of getting these essentials as their own. We've got sheena, the stage manager, but so far she hasn't been do a good job organizing. SO now I'm writer, director, crew head, set designer, costume head, prop head, and actor! WHAT A TIME!

Speaking of actors, (remember them) I haven't had much luck with them either. Not one of them (including me) I'm satisfactory with. Zac (The Doctor) is doing fine but because of his PESOP classes he hasn't showed up to a some rehearsals which makes me nervous. There's Joe who once couldn't come to practice because "he had to go home" Talea has a good grasp of the character she plays (Nurse) but she never pays attention to her cues and I've had to remind her on several occasions when she's supposed to enter. Kevin (hans) is the second worst, he's been constantly absence from rehearsal and is by far the least experienced actor of the group (it's his first time). The worst, in every sense of the word, is Alex (sean) He's been at rehearsal every day (which is good) but almost never focused on the acting. He instead like to physically harm me by picking me up and recklessly (no pun intended) play around with the actors and especially me. His acting has gotten poor and his attitude is awful and if I COULD replace him, I would. Unfortunately there's no one to fill the part. (I think if Alex was a dog, they would have put him to sleep long ago) I just getting REALLY tired of all their bull and I wish they would just settle down and focus on the matter at hand. The only person who seems to notice (or care) it Tracy. And although she needs help with her "line" she's been really helpful in subdueing Alex. She's also been a really good friend when I've needed one, even if she didn't know it. Wow, I was hoping to get to all four points in this blog but I'll cut it off here and continue later...