Ahoy mateys, it be Talk Like A Pirate Day once again!

It also be the birthday of that wench Hermione Granger, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YE, HERMIONE!!!

Today also be the 24 Hour Play Festival, so it's really a big day.

It occurs to me that Captain Hook is a pirate, and he is also very eloquent, so writing like this is also technically talking like a pirate, though a rather unusual one.

Arr, but talkin' like this be a lot more fun. Everyone of you better have a piratey day, or I'll cast anchor in you, you scabberous dogs!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KELLI!!!


I would have done it sooner, but I haven't been home since about 11:00 because of Peter Pan.

And on that note, Peter Pan is over now, and I'm really depressed about it. A lot of people were so ready for it to be over, and didn't like the script and/or all the stress, but I was having a great time. I mean, I really love the play, and I know it makes no sense, but I like it anyways. 

It was so much fun to do, and it was the only real play I've done all year, and I just love being on stage. I love making people laugh, and running around, and being part of a cast of people who all love and support each other. I love the inside jokes, and the sense of belonging and love, and that feeling that even if you screw up, someone will help you out. 

Nothing is ever done quite the same twice, and the ad libbing is different every night, and the jokes that go on backstage, and just... I'm really going to miss it. I really REALLY love theater. It's not what I want to do for my living, but it's something I want to do for the rest of my life.

There's nothing in the world quite like the feeling you get in your stomach the split second before you go onstage, the feeling that you're going to throw up, or pass out, but you don't. You go on, and you do your thing, and it is amazing. And no matter how many times you go on, or how many shows you do, that feeling is always there. Every single time.

Ok, I have to stop now before I cry. I'm really going to miss this show. It's been eating my life for the past two weeks, and I've loved it.


To live will be an awfully big adventure.

COME SEE PETER PAN!!!

May 2nd at 7:00, and May 3rd at 2:00 and 7:00.

Saint Michael's College Main Stage

FREE

Seriously though, if you can, you should come. It's going to be amazing. We have flying effects and everything!

You know what really fucks with your head? Seagulls in the snow.

It's snowing right now, and there were about 20 seagulls cawing and fighting on the quad. It was so bizarre.

Then three guys walked by going, "Mine?" intermittently and it was kind of hilarious.


Anyways, now that I'm done with my Orgo test I can post all the random bits I've been meaning to.

First off: I'm on spring break starting Friday. I'm planning to go see Once on This Island Friday night, and possibly again on Saturday. And I'd rather not go alone...


Quotes from Peter Pan rehearsal last night:

Craig: *standing behind Phillip Noonan*  Now, Phillip is going to bend over and I'm going to pummel him...

Victoria: Ok. I'll just pummel Jon in the middle, and you can all pummel each other in a circle around us.

(We do this relaxation thing called "pummel and hum" and it's really very nice and relaxing, but also hilarious. And we all know it.)

Zach Pratt: *Leaps on Craig's back*
Someone: Zach, get off Craig. (It just sounded so bad.)


More Abby Quotes:

Abby: This movie was like golf golf, times golf.
Me: That's golf cubed!

Abby: Trust me, I know these things, I'm an English major.


Quotes from Philosophy of Religion:

Class: *discusses how Augustine slept with a lot of differet women*
Professor: So, why do men need to sleep with a lot of different women?
Zach: I don't know, I'm not good looking enough to sleep around.
Guy 1: There's more to us that just sex! I have a personality!
Professor: But why do men sleep with many different women?
Guy 2: Variety is the spice of life.
Zach: Hey! Women do it too!

And so on. It was the most interesting ten minutes of class yet, and that's including the digression about Star Wars that we had one day.


Finally, in genetics we keep talking about how Francis Crick solved almost every single genetic question that was raised, and he never did any experiments and he was almost always right. And apparantly that was greatly annoying to his contemporaries.


Oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMILY!!!

May I just say:

1. God bless Saint Michael's College crews that shovel/plow/salt walkways not only early enough for me to get to my 8:30 class relatively unhindered, but all day as it keeps snowing.

2. You should really all come see Peter Pan, cause we officially have enough money to have a real flying system. That's right ladies and gentlemen, Peter & co. are going to be flying (via wires, obviously). And it is going to be awesome. AWESOME.

There's a long story that explains how I came across this, but I don't feel like going into it right now. In any case, I saw a bumper sticker on Becky's Facebook that said, "You wanna know something sad? I know more about Harry Potter than American History."

And it's true.


Also, there was this exchange at Peter Pan rehearsal last night:
Emily: Welcome to Peter Pan. It's long... It's long, but it's fun,
Zach Pratt: That's what she said.

Ok kids, I think we need a weekend recap.

Friday:
Went to see The Lake House with Janeea, Sarah, Hannah, Liz, Jackie, and Erin. LOVED it. Sarah and I tried really hard to break each others' hands because we didn't know how it was going to end and OMG it was great. I laughed, I cried, I chewed my knuckles (which is the mark of truly good movie) and I still like Keanu Reeves.


Saturday:
Went to Renee's party. Tripped over her stairs and broke my shoe and scraped the shit out of my knee, all in one fell swoop. (Honestly, I shouldn't be allowed to walk.)

Ate. A lot. God her mom makes good food. Renee, I love you, and your mother, and all the food in your house. In that order.

Played with adorable dogs and sat and chilled with awesome people like Anna and Aaron and Vanessa and others. Met a girl named Cassie, and one named Nicole, who played Little Red Riding Hood in Into the Woods.

And then I ate some more.

Hope Renee liked her presents!


Saturday/Sunday:
CAMPING.

Ok. I didn't want to go camping. I don't camp. I'm not terribly fond of canoes, it was dark, I hate bugs, I was told I was going to get eaten by a bear or attacked by a weirdo, and peeing in the woods...Yeah.

Well, I think my friends (or at the very least, Janeea) have figured out that if you reassure me enough I will do a lot of the things that I don't do. And I would like to deeply and sincerely thank Janeea, because CAMPING WAS AWESOME.

Seven teenaged girls canoed out to a campsite, in the mostly dark, with a shit load of stuff, set up a tent, built a fire, cooked hot dogs and s'mores and whatever else we wanted, spent the night, did not get eaten by a bear or attacked by anything, peed in the woods, (I) did not get bit by ANYTHING, and then cleaned it all up and canoed back. (And we didn't tip the canoe either, no matter how much I was panicking about it.)

So there.

We are women, hear us kick ass.

I also caught a tadpole in a water bottle, and named him Ted. Ted the Tadpole. He's bi-lingual and has little legs and a little mouth and little eyes and someday he's going to turn into Fred the Frog.

Chittenden Dam is GORGEOUS in the morning. (There are big fucking rocks and sun and sky and water and mountains and GAH.) Really and truly gorgeous. I felt like Peter Pan. Don't ask why, but I felt so much like him that I crowed.

It was great.


Sunday:
Made it back from camping in one piece, hung with Renee for a little while, watched A Knight's Tale and then took a nap. Heh.


Ok. For some reason, my parents went out and bought a net and a volleyball and a badminton set. So if anyone wants to play... (Why? Why do they buy these things? The telescope that we've never used, the piano that no one in my house can play...Why?)


And last but not least, I finally saw Tristan and Isolde. It was ok. I mean, it wasn't bad, but it was pretty predictable and all I really cared about was that he was very very very pretty. (But since I am a total sap, I believed the whole "love conquers all and is stronger than death" bit. So I liked it, is my point)


And that's the end of this long ass entry.

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