Monday, July 5, 2004

Wind of Change...

If you’ve not heard that song, you must. It’s by Scorpion. I think I've posted the lyrics in here before, actually... Anyway, the last few days have been quite an experience. The last performance of Oh What A Lovely War went well once the slide projector was working. Unfortunately, since it was such a vital piece of equipment, the impact of a lot of the bits in the first Act probably weren’t put across, but at least it was working after the interval. After the final song, we stood on stage while Jason made announcements giving thanks to everyone involved with the show. And then John was given his retirement present from the cast and crew of the show- a massive framed picture made up of loads of different pictures taken in the dress rehearsals. He was really moved, and then he gave his speech. I can’t really describe what it was about; it didn’t really differ much from anything you might expect for a retirement speech, but it was so moving. I was actually in tears once I got off stage, heh. I’m really going to miss John once he’s left. I’ve not known him as long as some people, but he’s been responsible for the best year of my life and has helped me so much. I’ll always be grateful to him for that. It put this whole year into perspective; how much I’ve changed, the new things I know and friends I’ve made… Anyway, we went out celebrating, to a nightclub called Thursday’s. I hate nightclubs, but I wanted to be with people. I was pretty much the only one who was sober, and I must say it was certainly… uncomfortable. Music so loud it’d knock your teeth out, an atmosphere you can feel gathering on your skin and drunk friends don’t make for an ideal situation by any means, and having Lawrence accidentally shoulder-barge my chin, simultaneously ripping my jaw muscles out of place again was certainly unwelcome. Yes, sometimes I wish I had been drunk- there are some experiences I’d rather not remember. But onwards and upwards. I got an hour and a half’s sleep underneath a table at Steve’s flat, lying on the very hard floor. Next time I sleep over somewhere, I’m making damn sure I get something comfortable to lie on- something more than a shoe and a towel. Most of Sunday I spent at home, relaxing and trying not to fall asleep. Coffee is amazing. I did manage to watch the first Reboot movie- Daemon Rising was fantastic, heh ^_^ Definitely worthy of the Reboot series, even though bits of it did seem a little rushed. I’m apprehensive about My Two Bobs, though. I’ve heard about the ending and it’s probably something that’ll leave me incredibly pissed off. Considering Mainframe are usually so good with their stories, what I’ve gathered happens seems very out of place. Today we started really rehearsing for Shakespeare and Women. I was pretty nervous about the Romeo and Juliet... It’s rare that I kiss anyone anyway, let alone in front of an audience. My first stage kiss, I guess. And I need to do it twice ^_^; I guess I shouldn’t complain… especially as the person who plays Juliet is incredibly sweet, heh. *Gets cake and candles ready* Tomorrow is my two-year anniversary at OB ^__^ I will officially have been a member for two years as of Tuesday, hehe. It feels odd- there are times when I still feel like a Newbie even though I know I’m getting to be more experienced with things every day. I still pale in comparison to people like Shy, Piro and James in many ways, but I’m so glad to still be a part of such a great community, and I’ll continue to be part of it and help it for as long as I can. I suppose the major events have been the upgrade to v7 and the advent of MyOtaku. V7 had been building up pretty much ever since everyone had become used to v6, but when it did come it was certainly different. It’s still OB, and until a while ago I thought that something deep within it had actually changed for thr worse, but in the last few weeks I’ve noticed it’s still the same place, just a bit bigger. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to Sara’s name change, though ^_^; MyOtaku’s a godsend. And by that I mean that Adam, James and Justin ought to be worshipped. Now the OB blogs I visit aren’t stretched out over the web- they feel much closer despite the fact that they’re always a link away regardless of where the site actually is. It just makes things that much cosier, you know? Normally, I’d be online to celebrate such an occasion, but since it coincides with the Intensive Acting party at Smith and Western, I may not be back until quite late. So if I’m not there, I suggest you read Shinmaru’s MyOtaku to celebrate, or muse about Kill Adam Volume 2/hero/Apartment Building C/Torment/anything else you’re itching to read or take part in, hehe. But I shall definitely find an excuse to leave early- since we’re eating first and then due to go off to a bar, I may skip the bar and come straight back home. It’s not like there aren’t going to be more parties in the next two weeks anyway…

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