Tear Down, Uni, and Random Thoughts

So first of all I know I still have to post more on how the show went. And second off all the bad part about having our equipment permanetly in place for two months is that now we have to tear it all down. And believe me that is a lot of work. Considering the set up origionally took almost an hour. Defenitely something I'm not looking forward to. Even after Little Shop of Horrors is over, it's not really over.The universities are also starting to get to me. Yesterday I got a letter and a phone call from Queens, and I don't even want to go to Queen's. They are certainly annoying me. Mr. Rocko has yet to hear from the uni he wishes to attend even though they said he would hear by last week. They lied and acted bitchy when he called about it.
Now on to the random thoughts. I was thinking about time travel this morning because of something I saw on tv. In order for time travel to be possible, the past, present, and future would have to exsist silmoultaneously. However there is evidence to support that theory. One of these is being able to see the future. I'm not talking about the carnival show tell your future crap. I'm more talking when people see something that is going to happen in a dream. The type of thing where people often see the future without knowing their dreams will "come true" until they actually happen. In order for someone to be able to see an event that will come, the future must be happening at the same time as the present. But on the other hand, this very thing defies logic. Or perhaps it doesn't. Maybe when we see the future we are really jumping along to another part of our conciousness. I don't have time to explain what I mean now and I really think these are thoughts better left for another day.

Last Day- finally

Today is finally the last day of the Little Shop of Horrors performance. Yesterday we did our cappies performence yesterday. We haven't seen the reviews yet but Mrs. Hinkleman's husband was watching the Cappies people were laughing and seemed to be enjoying themselves. Everything has gone well so far. Besides the fact that I have a ton of homework this weekend. That includes catchup homework for classes I have missed. I have to catch up on my computer science work. I have not been to computer science in a couple of days. There was also a problem during the dress rehearsal with a proffesional wearing a motercycle and riding a leather jacket. During the first performance Mushnik forgot one of his props and had to cover up on the fly. The last show starts in an hour and a half. I'm at school already but I am hiding out in the Computer Lab. I created an algorithm that I hope will let me finish the computer science program I was working on. Mr. Rocko is sitting next to me singing the meek shall inherit. Yesterday the Pig showed up for the performance wearing jeans and an ugly t-shirt when the rest of us were in dress clothes. And then he got dandruff all over it. That was disgusting. There is lots more to say about the Little Shop of Horrors but I am to distracted to right now. More later.

D-day

Tommorow is D-day. The opening day for Little Shop of Horrors. Yesterday was the official dress rehearsal before a live audience. The dress rehearsal went suprisingly well. The director was impressed with the Lighting again and the sound was the best I have ever seen...err heard it. The only blip of the entire show was the Pig. He once again live up to his name, eating two sandwhiches, a whole bag of carrots, and a Bag of Doritoes over the course of a couple hours. Including eating throughout the entire second act. And he was the only one who was in the main house, sitting with the audience, in plain view. It was quite disgusting actually. Mr. Rocko was pretty pissed of and it made me one to pummel the pig. Except that then I would have to touch him. Ewww. Anyways there is a short rehearsal today and then D-day tommorow. I'm behind in my math (by a lesson) and I have to tests next week. I won't be in class all day tommorow and I have to do a lab at lunch. Then I will be here from like 7:50 in the morning to like 10:00 at night on Thursday and Friday. In other news Mr. Rocko has decided to make a lifestyle choice. He got rid of all the chips and the chocolate and is going on a diet. I was so sad yesterday because he bought no fat chocolate milk and drank the whole carton and then realized it was 600 calories. I don't know why that makes me so sad but it does. It makes me want to cry. I hope he finds success in his health phase.

Ouchies and Boardem

There is not really much to say right now. My back is sore and I don't know what to do. I went to Mr. Rocko's yesterday and I had a rehearsal during the day but that was about it. Nothing major happened during rehearsal except that the Pig wasn't there and he never said he wasn't going to be there. I am worried a little bit about school because I have a Computer Science test and a Biology quiz on Tuesday but I haven't studied yet. I'll study Computer Science with Mr. Rocko during spare tomorrow since he is in my class. I will have to study for my Biology quiz tomorrow evening. I got 60 % on the last quiz so I have to study really hard for this one since I need to raise my mark. I also have a Math test approaching and I need to catch up on some Math tomorrow evening. That on top of rehearsal after school. I really don't know what I am supposed to do.

Better Days

So life has gotten better in terms of the Little Shop of Horrors and the Director. The director was a lot nicer at the last rehearsal. She left me on my own without calling out the cues and she was really pleased with how well I did the cues. I guess that is weight off her shoulders to know that her lighting director is competent. There was an incident with Jane today. She was telling her friends about how we keep chocolate in the office. She didn't realize I was standing behind her at the time. And then she went into the office to check if there was any candy in the stash. There was some but I didn't even let her check. Mr. Rocko gave her a talking to and she gave some serious attitude. We had the day off from rehearsal today and I only had to go to one class because Math was cancelled and during computer science we were setting up for an assembly. As well Mr. Rocko changed the teams name to the Nerd Squad. Don't ask me why. Anyways I finally figured out how to finish my program so I feel a lot better now. Anyways the stress is off although I didn't finish my homework for Math Class. Oh well. Life is finally starting to look up. Except that I have to spend all of Saturday at school.

Finally some rest

So the Director gave us Wednesday. Thursday and Friday off last week. We had Wednesday and Thursday off because the actors were just working on their songs and we had friday off because there was no rehearsal friday. I was actually home early for once. I also got my midterm report card on friday and my average so far for this semester is almost 88 %/ But there was a problem with my computer science mark because it was higher than it should have been. Anyways its good that I am keeping my marks up because I need 85 % to keep my scholarship for university. While it was nice to have a couple days off, there was a downside. I had to go into school saturday morning because we were trying out the new equalizer. It sounded great but it was nothing to loose sleep over. Speaking of loosing sleep, I have a Biology test on Tuesday. I've studied hard for my test but tests always make me nervous. I have to do well to make up for the 60 % I got on my last quiz. I got so low because I was working on other stuff and had no time to study for the quiz. Another thing about Friday, no one went into the office for once. Someone went into the office three times last week during third period. We know because they stole chair's from the office. We suspect it was Jane because she was pissed off about quitting the team and everything else. Anyways I really don't know what I am going to do now because I am so board. There is nothing to do around here.

Rabid Aquatic goats

So I wrote a math contest today. In preparation for the contest I was looking through old contests. One of the questions had to do with survivors on an island building a driftwood shelter for their goat. Now my question to my good pal Mr. Rocko upon reading this was "Why the heck do they have a goat in the first question. Sadly Mr. Rocko was no help, only telling me to "figure it out mathematically." Now today I was writing the contest and there was a question about a couple of islands surrounded by water filled with... rabid aquatic goats. What is with them and goat? Well this afternoon I was telling Mr. Rocko how in order to be 100 % prepared for the contest you would have to study every single thing to do with math. His comment was "Ya, everything about Math and everything about goats." Anyways this was just a brief interruption from "The Little Shop of Horrors," or as a classmate called it "Little Shop of Whores." In her defense she thought that Mr. Rocko actually said Whores. We had another rehearsal tonight and while we managed to avoid Death Wishes, we found out that one of our speakers was blown. On top of that Mr. Rocko and I had to leave before the end of rehearsal since the Director never told us it was a full run through today. I had to leave the Pig on the lighting board. It should have been pretty easy, a simple fade to blackout and fade up in one scene, a blackout at the end. Apparently not. We were standing by our lockers when we saw the lights blacked out and the Director, apparently forgetting I had to leave, calling up to me about the lighting, particularly about something that was done wrong. The Pig can't even handle the simplest tasks. But on the bright side, having him screw up immediately makes me look all the better to the Director. On the bad side, we have to go in on Saturday to play around with the sound and we have a full technical rehearsal the Saturday after. Not much time left for myself anymore.

Somebody Quit

So we have had an interesting last couple of days. On the weekend one of the team members, Jane, sent Mr. Rocko a really weird e-mail that left Mr. Rocko severly disturbed. Then said member said on Monday that her younger brother sent the e-mail because she let her little brother reply to her e-mails for her. Mr. Rocko started joking around with her about forwarding the e-mail to all of his contacts and she got severly pissed off, enough that she said she was quitting. Personally I am glad that Jane left since she was a real bitch. Somebody said that they was glad that she quit and the Director will probably be glad that she quit as well. Obviously she wasn't much liked around the team and the cast of the play. Mr. Rocko thinks she flipped because she really sent the e-mail herself and was pissed that Mr. Rocko would invade her privacy by showing it to everyone. Don't know why she thought he would keep it a secret though. Mr. Rocko already told her there was no point in her telling something to just him since he would just tell me anyways. Foolish little witch. With Jane gone and Mat completely unreliable these days, the play could be in trouble.

The Teen Years

The teen years can be some of the most troulbling years. Luckily for me those years are almost over. Midterm report cards come out next week for the final semester of my final year of high school. I don't have much to worry about. I'm getting ok grades and I was accepted into the Computer Science program at the University I wanted to go through. But now I have to worry about getting high enough marks to make an 85% admission average in order to retain my scholorship. Normally that wouldn't be to hard except that I am having trouble with Geometry and Discrete, only a 77%, and that is one of the required courses for my program.
I am also doing lighting as part of the Technical crew for the school play. So far it has been nothing but a disaster. The sound is never good enough, the mics keep cutting out, the light's aren't bright enough, and we are still short two spotlights. Every single day the director complains about something. Mostly because Jane never pays attention and has to be told what to do every single second. Yesterday she had to ask me if she should throw out the garbage that was on the table. And then there is Mat who is consitently unrealiable. I talked to Mat earlier today and he said that he may or may not be able to attend the rehearsal today after school. My friend, Mr. Rocko, is the Technical Director and he is just about ready to either murder the director or just walk. Doing either would leave him in a lot of trouble with somebody. Apparently not only does the director complain about the technical stuff to our faces, but she also complains about the technical stuff behind our backs to other teachers. Mr. Rocko is just about ready to have a melt down.