In general, the Sergeant enjoyed military life. The orderlies, the doughnuts, the spinning chair-all in all, life was good. Just now, he was enjoying a short nap in his lovely office after a nice cream-filled doughnut. Unfortunately, this pleasant state of affairs was not to last.
So, after many moons, the play is over. And the Meg looked on it and saw that it was good.
Seriously, though, that was fun, and I will definitely do it again next year. Today was the last performance, and although I wasn't as disappointed as I thought I would be for it to end, it was time. I've heard varying opinions on which performance was better. Personally, I liked last night's performance, but tonight's alternate ending. It seemed to flow better. My mom got some pictures, which I am currently in the process of editing, and tomorrow I'm off to Italy! We're going to Venice, and I am very excited. So I shall bid thee arrivederci and head off to pack my bags.
So Spiritual Emphasis Week started on Wednesday. Apparently the theme is "walk across the room". Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think a group of missionary kids may be the wrong audience for the comfort zone speech. So far, everything's been pretty stereotypical SE Week. The first day, the message was that we should convert people. Again, wrong audience maybe? My parents don't convert people, but come on, Mike! MKs? Yeah, that's us. Thursday was the conversion spiel for us. You know, get saved, accept Jesus. Most of us (myself not included) can pinpoint the day we became Christians. Me? I'm Presbyterian. I didn't have a groundbreaking moment. I've had my ups and downs, but not a Teh Holies (tm) moment. My mother fears Hinkson is making me too cynical. Perhaps it is. Oh well. A bit of controlled cynicism is healthy.
Happy Pi Day!
Hmm...I've posted more entries to my livejournal in the past week than I have in the past six months.
If I commit murder, don't throw me in the loony bin, please. I was under great stress. Honest, I was. It was the directors of my play. Today, Mr. Thomson sat in on our practise, and spent the entire time contradicting everything Mr. Brande and Miss Graham had already told me. And then they joined forces and decided to make me blonde. I kid you not. Not literally blonde, of course, but about as figuratively blonde as you can get. SAVE ME! PLEASE, SOMEONE! HAVE MERCY ON A POOR, INNOCENT CHILD! I can't take it anymore. I really can't...
On a brighter note, I actually understood what was going on in biology today, because Sarah was subbing for Crawford.
On a note dimmer than biology but still brighter than play practise, Clark actually said in class that "there is only one correct interpretation of the Bible: his." The entire class heard this, and we are prepared to swear it in front of the Supreme Court if it'll get Clark out of here.
I was bored during play practise:
Idle Musings of a Dying Man
Well, what awaits me now?
Death, I suppose.
I wonder if it will hurt.
Probably for a second, and then it’ll all be over.
Or will it?
I can’t imagine that’s it.
There must be something more.
Well, I guess I’m about to find out.
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Right, so once again, play practise was...er...fun. Yeah, fun. My directors keep telling me to get more hysterical. I suppose this is where the acting part comes in, because I'm not usually hysterical. Oh well. I consider it a challenge before the whole human race, and I ain't gonna lose, etc. etc.