So the show I auditioned for is a no-go.
I got an email this morning saying that I did not have a spot in the show, but thanks anyways. Oh well... such is theater business.... though I can't lie, I am a bit disappointed.
I had time to work out this morning, then went to hang out with a representative from another Christian group on-campus called Christian Challenge. She was fun to talk to, and we completely lost track of time while we were there! I had to quickly go back to my room, grab my stuff for class, and take my bike over to Parkside to get brunch. I made it into class 5 minutes before it started, but it was good!
After class, some classmates and I met up to talk about our project for our acting class.
Have I mentioned how absolutely brilliant people here are? Really, there is such an amazing collection of brilliant, talented, outright incredible people. Today was certainly one of those days where I didn't feel I fit that standard again.
The next entire hour and a half consisted of me wandering around campus, being unable to make up my mind of what to do. What I did do was go back to my dorm, then go to Starbucks for a smoothie, go to the Drama Center to pick up a key for my acting class's project rehearsal room on Sunday, go back to Starbucks for a scone I'd had my eye on, wander around Doheny library, and then finally settle at Leavey Library.
While I was at the Drama Center, I ran into a boy and girl and a mother who were on a tour of the Drama school. This was where they started, but it was very obvious that they were visitors.
"Are you guys touring?" I asked
"Yes," they said.
"Prospective drama majors then?"
"Yup."
The next thing that came to my head to do was sing the beginning of a song from the musical, Pippin:
Join us! Leave your fields to flower... Join us..."
Those were the only lyrics I knew, but you get the idea. They both laughed and one said, "I love that song" as I walked away to go pick up the key. They were still there when I got back, so I commented,
"You guys got that song stuck in my head!" And I continued to sing the only other part of the song I know:
We've got magic to do! Just for you!
They stopped me before I left and asked if I was a student in the drama school. I said yes, of course. I ended up talking with them for a couple of minutes just about the school and answering some of their questions. They're both high school seniors, one from Arizona and the other from Colorado. I did my best to answer, even though I'm just a freshman, but I hope what I said helped them out and they enjoyed their tour. It was fun for me!
I should be a tour guide on campus. Sneha, if you're reading this, send me that link you've been promising about that!!!
Anyways, my other adventure within my journeys was after I got my scone. I sat down to eat it in the courtyard of Literatea, and a squirrel saw me eating it. He literally looked straight at me munching, put his little paws to his mouth, and acted like he was eating.
Then he crept... ever so slowly and stalkeresque.... right up to the flowerpot next to where I was sitting.
It kinda creeped me out. I've heard stories of these squirrels just jumping onto people. This one looked like it was ready to hop right on my shoulder and snatch the scone out of my hands, and I was NOT about to pet it!
I threw it a crumb, and admired it as it greedily munched it up. I could tell after that, it wanted more. It continued to creep ever so near to me... again, making me think it was going to jump right on me... but I just didn't make eye contact and, (I'm sorry to admit it), talked to him a little. "No, that's all you get. Shoo now."
He ended up climbing up a tree, skirting all the way around me, and then, on the ground, moving closer and closer to my toes. My feet were stretched out in front of me, as I was leaning back. It was just about to reach my toes...
...when I wiggled them.
The squirrel jumped what seemed like ten feet in the air and ran so quickly away I couldn't help but laugh out loud. All that, and he's scared of my toes!!! It was adorable. :)
Anyways, I ended up in Leavey, where I attempted to study a bit... didn't really go well. I did finish "Hedda Gabler" though. It has an ending that's needing to be discussed....
Jinny and I went to dinner at Parkside, and wandered through the bookstore and the campus center on our way back. Then we finished watching The Phantom of the Opera... It's so beautiful.... We've both been singing it nonstop since we finished watching it...
Why are sad stories beautiful? What makes them beautiful? Is it just the singing, in this case? Or is it something deeper? Why is there beauty in tragedy? What is it about the story itself that makes it resonate with people and draw them closer to it? Pity? An almost happy ending? Who knows?
So now we're just getting ready for bed. I'm trying to plan out my weekend too. It's going to be a full one! Turn on your TV's tomorrow, folks. The Coliseum is going to be lit up bright with Cardinal and Gold, and I expect that you'll be cheering for the right team. ;)
Fight on, friends.
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