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2002-11-19 3:15 p.m.
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You know that feeling where it's like....you're anxious to the point of a heart attack and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it and the anticipation is KILLING you?! I experienced it firsthand this morning. It was not the best way to awaken. Well, it was about 7:00 and I had been awake already for over two hours, but just the same. My mind was still asleep. I cannot fully function before 10 o'clock in the morning. They made an announcement this morning that the Mock Trial team had been posted. Don't know what Mock Trial is? I'm here to explain. Mock Trial is a group of about 8 people who are given a case, complete with witnesses, etc. As a team, there are three lawyers and the rest are witnesses. The defendant is the main person in the case who gives the pivotal tesimony. They preesent the case in a real court with a real judge and compete against other schools. There's a regional, state, and national competition. The whole thing is basically this thin line between acting and the law. Sometimes you get confused between what's real and what's not, because it's so real. Anyway. I auditioned last Wednesday, and there had been auditions every day last week and yesterday. About 10 people auditioned each day. 10 times 6. And there are 8 members on the team. You do the math. Plus it wasn't set on who could audition...seniors, juniors, sophomores, or freshmen. The 8 members could be just anybody from the school. For this reason and because of the sheer magnitude of those who auditioned I assumed I would not make the team. But...because I have extremely high expectations and I always get my hopes too high, I kept saying, "Oh my god, oh my god, mock trial is up. I bet I didn't get in. People will make fun of me now because I didn't make the team. And I won't have a letterman's jacket next year. God, I'm so screwed. Why did I even audition?!?!" I was a nervous wreck all during homeroom and first hour. My second hour is just downstairs from my first, and on the same side of the hall, so I sprinted from first to second hour, then bolted downstairs to the first floor and then all the way to the other side of the building to see the posted list. Rajat Diwon ................. AND PAST THAT POINT IT DIDN'T MATTER MUCH! I MADE IT!! VARSITY! Granted, it's just high school, but come one. Over sixty people audition and they pick ME to be the defendant?! OH YEAH! I'M THE DEFENDANT! KICKASS! And I'm the only freshman on the team, so this should be fun. Since my school doesn't have a normal athletics program (no football, basketball, cheerleading, etc.), Mock Trial is about the equivalent of a state-wide recognized football team. Mock Trial is a Big Freaking Deal. We've won state every year since like, 1976 and we've won nationals well over a dozen times. Fun fun fun. We have rehearsals three times a week for three hours each until March. Fun fun fun. Happy happy. Joy joy. --------------------------------------------- Dentist yesterday was pure pain. She punctured a vein with the needle in my mouth and I bled all over the place for about fifteen minutes, and by then the anesthetic had worn off, and she drilled my tooth without it being numb. It hurt just as much as childbirth. I can't make a first-hand comparison but nothing could have hurt more than that. --------------------------------------------- So after I was elated about Mock Trial we went on a field trip for the rest of the day. Our drama class went to go see "Two Gentlemen of Verona." Fun, Shakespeare, I thought. They mordernized it. It was butchered. It was an absolute slaughter of Shakespeare's dignity. They placed in it the 1960s, with a gay priest and mosh pits and just general weed. I'm talking, this was fucked up. I recognized one of my friends who was in it though, that was kind of weird. I recognized him when he was humping a guitar. Eeeeeh. That can't speak well for our relationship. Well, I mean, not that we....you know. Eeeeeh. © alexa last / nextThe counter keeps breaking and pissing me off, so NO MORE COUNTER! Mwahaha! |