Sunday, November 30, 2008
So Our Town is over....
I can't say I'm disappointed, I can't say anything in reflection on it...Perhaps because I was relatively detached and apathetic about it, (although the accent/line change was really fun) but mostly because I'm too overwhelmingly excited about Charlie Brown!
I know getting in is a longshot, I'm not the most talented singer in the theatre clique, that is for sure.
But Lucy, the part I'm obsessing over, doesn't require a melifluous voice and amazing range, just alot of yelping/belting/being obnoxious
And that is a part I play well
Lucy was always my favorite character...mostly because I looked like her when I was little, but also because she was bratty and I found that wildly amusing, being the somewhat mean-spirited 5 year old I was.
Mary Fran told me that it was a rather difficult part and if I get cast I'll probably be Linus, but I don't know. I just appreciate hearing that so I don't get my hopes up and immediately shot down like last time, but that's nearly inevitable so...who knows
Its times of self-doubt and angst like this in which I wonder if I'm cut out for this...for high school
for college
for life...
The last one conjures a mental resounding no, coincidentally in the voices of my parents
I guess that has been answered for me
but for now, this is what I love, I just wish I were better for it, a better singer, dancer, etc.
I just don't have the time and monetary resource to improve those
More on that, nerves, auditions, and gov. school later...
Measuring life in love at.10:57 AM
Ann
Loves:Theatre(shocking), Armenia, Nutella, Rain, Musicals, World Music, Spanish, Origami, Tolerance, Scrubs, Reading, Tech, Poetry, Peace, Screenwriting, Travel, Wedding Cakes, Art Class, Shakespeare, Contemporary Issues.
Loathes: Algebra, High School Musical, Athletics, Blind Patriotic Idiocy, Chapel, Turkey, Azerbaijan, Dress code.
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