The Play

school plays are never a harmonious affair.
There's all the stress and the drama, as well as the teachers taking their jobs WAY too seriously. Lady, you're a maths teacher not freakin Guy Ritchie, if someone coughs mid-song it's not worth crucifying them for it. That comment allows for a brilliant segue into what musical we're actually doing.

Godspell.

No, I haven't heard of it either. Apparently it's about a group of hippies re-enacting the Bible story. I'm fascinated already. Though this may just me being bitter. I personally did not make the cut for the musical. I fancied myself a bit of a performer/singer/overall awesome superhero so naturally I was devastated when my name wasn't on the "call backs" list.

But my sister's was (FML). So for about a week/millenium I was furious. Last year not only had I gotten into the musical but I was a freakin soloist so don't "poo poo" me. Also our beloved academy only does a musical every two years. Next year I will have been forcably removed from the school by the education system (graduation) and won't be able to get in. Unlike me, a sad near-graduate with no future in the performing arts, the middle-school kids nearly ALL got in! And they get to stick around for the next one! *shakes fist*

I personally blame the new hot-shot drama teacher. The old one would never have let such atrocity occur! Well, she would never have done Godspell in the first place. Damn her for getting a better job at a theatre where she belongs! Damn hippies.

So I did the next best thing to actually being in the play. I got down on my hands and knees and pleaded (via email) for a position backstage. Unfortunately because Godspell is not meant to be performed on a large scale (so it's absolutely PERFECT for WHOLE SCHOOL musicals *facepalm*) so there is no need for backstage crew.

-"PLEASE" I begged the drama teacher (let's call her Miss Winterbottom)
-"sorry glorified_diary" she sighed (secretly happy to torture me)
-"I'll do anything, ANYTHING"
-"anything?"
-"yes please for the love of God I just want to be in the effing musical!"
-"fine. you're doing makeup and spot-lighting." she cackled.

Ok so not only did I get rejected from being a main, and then booted from the musical altogether, I was also kicked off backstage in favour of a woosie makeup job bossing around whiny little children. Also, spotlighting involves pretty much the same kind of thing except people scream and hate you when you screw up.

fun fun