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[Apr. 14th, 2004|09:52 pm] |
THE CHRONICLES OF CHOIR TOUR
CHAPTER FIVE: The Day of Suckage
This day was the day of the suck.
Okay, so we head off to rockefeller chappel. Our practice is delayed because Osmond got injured trying to get to the bus ontime.
That sucked.
Then, we performed at the rockefeller chappel for palm sunday
That didn't suck.
Smriti was there, but I missed her!
That sucked
But I'll see her in a few days
Not sucking.
Well, the coralin was there, adn the coralin was AWESOME even though it was up a lot of flights of stairs
Still not sucking
But raquel was sad.
Yeah, back to sucking again.
But the orchestra did awesome! So did the wind ensemble! I love their piece that they do which has all of the "wrong notes" written into it. That's awesome.
Back to anti-suck.
So then we move on to dinner before blue man group. Blue man group rocks, but we had to eat first. Pfiefer, Dean, Raquel, Paul, Chris Fu and I all ate together and pretended to be artsy. But you really can't be artsy at Panera anymore because they're like a super-chain. So we were wannabe artsy.
Anti-suck has been set to overdrive.
I got front row tickets at Blue Man Group. My life is complete. I can die a happy man.
Life is just perfect, sucking is nonexistent.
Then we got back home. Raquel had a little breakdown on our bed, but she had a right. Dean managed to set her right, however, with his Speaker for the Dead skill. Just a little bit of truth, and it set her free.
Eh, we're back to suck.
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We went to bed way too late to be waking up at five the next morning.
Tommorow morning will suck.
Wait, Dan, orchestra hall is tommorow
That doesn't suck in the least!
COMING SOON: CHAPTER FIVE: Enter UofC, Exeunt Chicago |
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| SATURDAY |
[Apr. 14th, 2004|05:45 pm] |
THE CHRONICLES OF CHOIR TOUR
CHAPTER THREE: Return of the J-cobsen-edi
Wake up in the morning, as normal. Have pop tarts, as normal. Go to the aquarium.
So we look at fish for a while, and there are these weird bubbles which float around, but stick to your hand. Those are cool. I wouldn't reccomend eating them though. Not that I would know...
So Raquel, Kelsey, Trevor, Dean, Misse and some other peoplea re my group for about the first fifteen minutes. THEN I GET DITCHED. They make a corner too fast, and I lose them. So I wander the aquarium aimlessly for a while, and eventually find Pfiefer, Caite and Gretchen, so now I'm cool. Those are like three of the coolest people in the world (except for you who is reading my journal). And Mike Nelson's Movie Megacheese cheers me up yet again.
So we're still chilling. And then, I see something.
RANDOM CITIZEN ONE: Look! Over in that big empty conrete waiting area
RANDOM CITIZEN TWO: What could it be
RANDOM CITIZEN THREE: It's a bird!
RANDOM CITIZEN FOUR: It's a plane
ME: No, it's
(Drumroll)
ME: Mrs. Jacobsen!!!!!!
Yeah, so Mrs. J came back. That made everyone happy, especially her. It's kinda inspirational to see that we actually have an effect on her.
Then, during our warmup right before the competition, Mrs. J gets distracted, and we all put on PINK FLAMINGO GLASSES. Mrs. J turns around and nearly has a heart attack! We have it on film, so it's good! At that moment, with the reaction she gave, and the reaction that her reaction got out of all of us, I realized just how big a part of that choir Mrs. Jacobsen is. We can warm up without her, we might have even been able to win gold without her, but we can't be a choir without her.
So, we compete. The first thing the judge says after the competition is "Damn! You guys rock!" That made us happy. We then improved a bunch of our songs a tiny amount, and left.
Then Out of the Blue (acapella) performs. OOTB rocks my socks. Daemon Irrepet Callidus is an awesome song, and OOTB rocked it.
So we get back on the bus, only to find that both choir and OOTB won the gold awards. That means that we scored over 90% on our evaluations, so we get to be special! But we are special! And that rocks!
So then we get to Navy Pier. I will skip some of the drama, but not all of it. Me and Pfiefer hang around a little while, and eventually pick up a crowd. We eat at The McDonalds of the Future! Yes, The McDonalds of the Future! It's just like the REGULAR McDonalds, but with a plasma ball in the middle! Wow!
Highlights of Navy Pier
-Oh, shit, look how far away from the food we are
-Pfiefer's McRib hit bottom mad quickly.
-Raquel getting angry and not telling us why
-Pfiefer actually coming close to convincing Jess Naimark that alcohol is bad.
-Mrs. J ditching someone whose name I will not mention here...
Yeah, we basically just hung around for a while.
Now, on the busride home, Raquel told us what was wrong. Dean officially earns the title "Speaker for the Dead.", which is a reference to the book Ender's Game, which I actually brought on the trip. He tells it like it is, with no holds barred. He doesn't tell you what you want to hear, he tells you the truth. But that makes you feel better. And that's what worked with Raquel, she stopped crying! Which was a good thing!
So we get back to the hotel, it's late, and we're all tired. But that doesn't stop us from having fun. Chris Slagel was on the phone with Jen and Maddie. Chris makes some reference to Trevor being creepy, and Trevor picks up the phone and retorts with something bizarely sexual which I forget. So he kept doing that. Eventually me and Konrad joined in, with some lines which I must say we thought at the time were quite funny. We had the entire room on the floor laughing. Now I only wish we had a tape recorder!
So we got to sleep at like two. Which might have been a bad decision. But we didn't care.
COMING SOON: CHAPTER FOUR: Kisses, Koralins, and Kries. |
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| FRIDAY |
[Apr. 12th, 2004|05:55 pm] |
THE CHRONICLES OF CHOIR TOUR
CHAPTER TWO: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Drama
We wake up way too early for spring break. But everyone else is in school, so that's cool, fool.
We go to the Museum of Science and Industry first. That was boring. The most interesting thing there were the fetuses, and even that was punctuated by raquel.
ME: You know what's weird? This is the root of human fear. The root of every fear is our fear of death, and the only reason we fear death is because we fear the loss of the ability to perpetuate the human race. Wow.
AMANDA: Wow...that's a weird way of looking at it.
RAQUEL: Hey! These are the baby penises I told you about!
Yeah, so boring, but Amanda and Meggie and I had some quality talkage.
Sears Tower was...odd. I don't actually know what happened, nor do I want to. I know it started with Kelsey wearing Dean's hat. Then it turned into an all out free-for-all of everyone getting mad at Kelsey and Dean. Now, here's the story: that was all crap. The trip was going smoothly, so everyone else decided to make up something bad to happen because a smooth trip just couldn't happen...blech.
But I vented to Pfiefer. And Pfiefer showed me a book called Mike Nelson's Movie Megacheese, which is a movie review book by Mike Nelson of MST3K. That made me forget everything.
We get back to the hotel. Mrs. J still isn't there. Sad.
Warm up goes iffy. But I am confident that with the presence of Mrs. J, we can do it. And Mrs. J comes back tommorow.
So now it's the dance. Trevor Nowak looked so badass in his silver suit with shades and a half-shaved head. I decide to put this to good use, and Trevor and I creep out Pfiefer. But that's cool. In fact, a lot of people were dressed oddly. Here's the list.
TREVOR: Vin Deisil
DEAN: Al Capone
PFIEFER: Atticus Finch
KONRAD: Konrad
KIRSTEN ORLOFF: All I'm gonna say is "Why Grace, that's a very pretty dress."
Dancing was funner than I expected. But Caite Burke injured me! She's such an intense swing dancer! I couldn't handle it!
Then we went to bed. Trevor still looked badass even without the suit. Remind me to get the camera developed so I can post pictures.
COMING SOON: CHAPTER 3: The Return of the J-cobsen-edi |
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| THURSDAY |
[Apr. 11th, 2004|02:17 pm] |
Okay, here's the story. I am going to summarize the trip day by day, because, belive it or not, I have a life, and that must be attended to.
So here goes
THE CHRONICLES OF CHOIR TOUR
CHAPTER ONE: Razors, Raquel's Rubbage, and Rafting.
I arrive at skoo at the normal time. We don't do anything, and second period is spent chilling in the auditorium.
We leave for the bus. Packing time is OBSCENE!!! They go through our carry on items one by one. AND MR. ROYSTER USED MY RAZOR!!! I can't use that razor! I have no idea where that man has been! So we get on the bus. Raquel comes on before me, but in the time that three mere mortals were packed, the god-queen Raquel takes the time it would take THREE PEOPLE to pack.
No comment. Eherm. Eherm.
Well, we get on the plane. It's a realatively short flight.
So we get to the hotel, and it takes us a REDICULOUS amount of time to get checked in. The girls go first. Figures. "WOMEN AND CHILDREN FIRST!!!" was the cry on the Titanic, and the Titanic was launched from Chicago...or someplace closeby...
Anyway, my room is Trevor Nowak, Konrad Johnson and Chris Slagel. For political purposes, everything which involves Chris Slagel will be censored. Trevor is super-cool, but for reasons I will explain in later chapters. Konrad is a cool kid, and I make fun of him to no end, but once again, I have a new level of respect for him. Explanation later.
Anyway, after some "chillaxin" (Yes, I used that word. No, put down the pitchfork.) we head off to ESPN Zone. ESPN Zone is a fun place, but I realized too late that there wasn't very much to do. Pfiefer and I played this game where you had to basically move this raft REALLYREALLYREALLYREALLYREALLYREALLY fast. And there was a game that simluated horseback riding. It basically involved you humping this horse. That as the most physical activity I got on the entire trip.
However, you realize at some point that there is basiclly nothing to do at ESPN Zone. And I had a angsty moment. So I vented to Meggie. In retrospect, it was probably just Jetlag. Yeah, but I got over that fast. Then we went back and went to sleep. Well, minus the sleeping part. My room was giant pit of testosterone. Everyone was angry. Marilyn Manson blared from the speakers. The mood of everyone there could be described as GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
END OF CHAPTER ONE
COMING SOON: CHAPTER TWO: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Drama
Things I forgot? Things that didn't happen but you'd like to have added in? Commentame.
IN OTHER NEWS:
A Message to a Friend:
"Daemon Irrepet Callidus" |
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| Chicago |
[Apr. 7th, 2004|02:58 pm] |
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| | This is the New Shit-Marylin Manson | ] |
I am back from Chicago
I am leaving for Boston.
Yes, my life is super-busy now, if you haven't guessed. I'll write a more detailed update of my chicago experience. Here's the summary, to the tune of I Could Have Danced All Night from The King and I. Yes, I am a theater nerd, thanks for asking.
I could have sang all night
I could have slept all day
And never e'er rehersed.
Didn't have pers-nal space
Lost faith in the male race
And someone lost her purse.
More detail later. Well, some things will be kept private, but the full story later.
-Dan |
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[Mar. 29th, 2004|08:21 pm] |
There are a few things I'd like to talk about, but namely, Chicago
1-CHICAGO IS IN TWO DAYS!!!!
2-Kelsey and Raquel are insane. So is Christina Gil, but I don't know her as well, so I'm going to launch a tirade against Raquel and Kelsey's luggage. 15 OUTFITS. Reason? THEY MIGHT GET BORED. Keep in mind, we're only allowed one checked bag and one carry on. So they're screwed. Unless...they admit that they DON'T NEED massive amounts of clothing! Maybe...nah...lets hope none of them get searched, or we'll miss our flight!
3-CHICAGO IS IN TWO DAYS!!!!
5-Yeah, school has been a breeze without seniors or juniors. Mrs. Goodkin has been awesome; letting raquel, aaron and I skip class to go help Mrs. Jacobsen and Mrs. Slagel prepare. I've done nothing in any of my other classes, basically. Life is good....*sigh o relief*.
6-CHICAGO IS IN TWO DAYS!!!!
7-Yeah, just the Chicago thing. I'm going to have an awesome time, and I'm going to be chilling with Smriti afterwards, and....*relief*
So much to be busy about, but I'm relaxed for the first time this year! |
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[Mar. 24th, 2004|09:11 pm] |
Wow, I'm in such a good mood. I don't care that I'm going to fail the SATs! I'm going to Chicago, and I don't care! I blended with Out of the Blue (Acapella group)! Mrs. J has never said that I could blend in my LIFE! She had always been like "Okay, fishman, round your sound out a little more." And today after practice, she went up to me and said "Dan, you blended nicely today."
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Today I saw The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (Abridged) with my school's Shakespeare class. That was an awesome play!
It was SOOOO GOOD. Other highlights:
-All of Shakespeare's Histories condensed into a football game.
-Othello told in Rap.
-Hamlet Backwards.
-All 16 of Shakespeares comedies combined into one. The title was very long, and funny, I can't find the name of it right now, but I will.
-Josh Martinez running back and forth across stage like a monkey.
-Aaron Long reading a Sonnet #1 in his "Daddy Warbucks" voice.
Just a great day. And I'm so pumped for Chicago! |
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| Down the shitter |
[Mar. 22nd, 2004|09:37 pm] |
I should be stuying for a history test, but I need to vent.
My entire life is going down the shithole. I have three different people yelling at me for making a decision that wasnt mine to make. And now my parents are getting defensive. And I'm going to fail this test which is worth 33% of my life. My life is a pile of shit. Other people aren't putting up with this. Why should I have to?
EDIT: Yeah, for the KIDS who might think this was aimed at them; it's really primarily aimed at my parents. The only reason i'm keeping htis entry posted is because I want to be able to remember the feeling, so maybe they won't be as pissed at me next time. |
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| My Big Fat Boring Weekend |
[Mar. 21st, 2004|07:02 pm] |
Here is the story of my Big Fat Boring Weekend.
I'm going to start on Friday, because Friday really started the weekend.
FRIDAY: I did nothing
SATURDAY: I got sick in the middle of a practice SAT, went home, and slept. Besides that, I did nothing.
SUNDAY: Jordan Daniell and I were supposed to meet to talk about Bang Bang You're Dead, but he never got back to me. Then it turned out I was late to Bang Bang practice anyway, and I wouldn't have been able to meet with him in the first place. This was the one thing about my weekend that wasn't boring. We had a productive rehersal, where I actually thought of these characters as living, breathing, people. I also learned some valuble things. So today was productive.
I also have mucho mucho stress right now, but that's okay! It will all be over by the end of the week, and I don't pretend to be doing any classwork during the duration of washington seminar, when NOBODY will be in any of my classes. So HA!
Anyway, I have a query; please respond. DOES ANYONE HAVE WEEZER: THE BLUE ALBUM? I lost mine, and I am missing it SOOO MUCH RIGHT NOW! Please respond if you have a copy that I can borrow!
BTW, I hope people know that they CAN make anonymous comments on livejournal. So please respond |
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| C'est La Vie |
[Mar. 15th, 2004|06:51 pm] |
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| | C'Est La Vie/You Never Can Tell-Chuck Berry | ] |
I'm listening to the Pulp Fiction soundtrack; it's a very nice soundtrack really. If anyone has the DVD of Pulp Fiction, can you lend it to me? I need to make a copy.
My new motto for life is definetly "C'Est La Vie, Goes to show you never can tell." I leave out the "old folks part" because I'm not yet "an old folk".
Eh, today was nuetral. I was definetly Tim Nowak-ish earlier in the day in terms of the fact that i got SO PISSED at something Mr. Boyce did. But I met with him and smoothed it out, so it's cool. He also said that I should go for AP Calc, but I think he's overestimating the quantatative abilities of a future film major. |
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| Mr. North/Other stuff |
[Mar. 12th, 2004|10:39 pm] |
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| | Boat Drinks-Jimmy Buffet | ] |
Yay for Mike Raynor! He won 3rd at Mr. North! The only person who I gave money to!Christina Gil can't get a year off when she isn't embarassed somehow. Don't worry, we'll make sure she's embarassed next year too.
In other news, I'm all de-angsted. And I'm looking forward to getting all my stupid standardized tests out of the way.
Speakikng of standardized tests, is the Spanish department crazy? All the teachers hate the Pacesetter curriculum, but they're still using it next year. Spansih 4 Acc has to take a standardized test which is created by the College Board. The College Board is running my life. I am living based on the whim of the College Board. We are taking two hours off of class to take this stupid standardized test, which our teachers say we can't study for, but say we SHOULD stress out over. And they're making it worth an 25% of our semseter grade. Which just sucks.
Blech. On the bright side, at least i'm not angsty!
-Dan
P.S. I'VE GOTTA GO WHERE ITS WAAAAAARM |
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| Weird |
[Mar. 10th, 2004|08:40 pm] |
I'm in a weird mood lately. I'm not sad. Definetly not depressed. I'm just...weird.
I've been hearing different things about people I used to trust. It's not just one person saying things, and it's not just one person who its being said about. The bottom line is that there are a couple of people who I just can't look at without thinking weird thoughts.
And I'm also coming up to a point where my own opinions of people are changing based on things that they are doing. I have to speak generally, as not to offend anyone, and because it's more than one person who's doing the same thing in completely differentw ways. However, when you have such high hopes for a person and then they prove themselves to be...small, it's dissapointing.
New people keep coming up in my life. They walk up to me, and I give them a label. And when they violate that label, I'm shocked for some reason.
My conclusion: I'm a judgemental jackass. And I'm overstressed. I KNOW the second half is true.
God, why is junior year so stressful? Everything was so SIMPLE when I was a freshman! I just had to tell myself "You're new to the school, you're getting used to things" and everything was fine. Now I've been here for a while, and it's not the magical fairy wonderland I had first came into.
Not to say that my friends haven't been awesome. I'm just incredibly disillusioned with the high school experience. If only the treatment I had written to vent this feeling didn't suck.
For those of you who don't want to read my long angsty ramblings, here's something to tide you over.
I CAN MAKE DECISIONS FOR MYSELF, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
I AM 17 YEARS OLD, AND WILL (hopefully) BE DRIVING BY THE END OF THE MONTH.
I WILL GET A SATISFACTORY SAT SCORE, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. AGAIN.
HIGH SCHOOL BITES.
WHY CAN'T ANNIE LAST FOREVER.
That's the bottom line; I miss you guys.
Sorry about that. Had to get it out of my system. Now onto good news.
Tim Nowak came to Bang Bang. That rocked. It made the fact that it was 6 AM totally worth it. HOPEFULLY he will CONTACT ME so we can WORK ON JOSH. I am happy; hopefully Tim will be able to step back, having not seen me for a year, and be able to have a more nuetral evaluation of how I'm doing the character. That's not to say I don't agree with the rest of the cast; my interpretation sucks right now. There is to much of Dan in Josh, and I don't think anyone thinks that I have the anger in me that Josh has, and I just can't figure out how to bring it out. But Tim has experience with the part, and I'm REALLY looking forward to him helping me out.
I read For Whom the Southern Bell Tolls again today. Christopher Durang is awesome. And that play is awesome. It's too bad that its too long to do for any of the drama classes.
Eh, that's Dan's life. For any "avid followers of Dan's Journal", sorry i haven't been posting. |
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| Return of the King |
[Dec. 16th, 2003|06:40 pm] |
Am I the only person who wants to see an army of dwarves in Return of the King? It's not entirely impossible! In Two Towers there was a random ass army of elves that showed up! Goes to show you that just because J.R.R. Tolkien didn't write it, doesn't mean it won't show up! And personally, I'd love to see an army of short, stout, axebearers charging the black gate. "Only dwarves posses the mastery of steel required to break down the Black Gate. So here we are! Lets hunt us some orc!" I wouldn't think it beyond Peter Jackson to do.
www.sparknotes.com for anyone who needs last second review of the plot!
good luck to all my friends at the midnight screening (Matt, Mike, the rest) |
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| Woah... |
[Dec. 14th, 2003|07:30 pm] |
I did it in 17</big></b> seconds.
I deserved an A-!!
Take the How Dexterous Are You? Quiz!!
This is hard, try it! Took me three tries, and I don't think i could do it again! |
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| GAH |
[Dec. 13th, 2003|10:19 am] |
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| | The Good Life-Weezer | ] |
I am slogged with work.
Choir parrrrtay later today. |
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| Acapella |
[Dec. 10th, 2003|10:01 pm] |
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| | accomplished | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Lady Greensleaves-Out of the Blue | ] |
Okay, I've been going on all week about how this concert is going to rock. Well Mrs. J, the director, decides to become deathly ill, so she isn't there. This leaves the fate of three singing groups in the hands of the students. Oh dear lord. Hey, Mrs. Nalis, the student teacher will be there, right? Well, she's going to show up AT seven thirty, but just to watch, so no help there.
Out of the Blue had two hours to prepare, so even minus Mrs. J, they're good. Silver Lining seemed to be on top of their music as well. Episode, however, the group I sing with, was NOT fine.
The routine was supposed to go like this; "A round for beggars" where we go out into the audience and beg them for money, with pfiefer on solo. Then do Finnan Haddie, where I have a solo. Then end with Coney Island Baby, our centerpiece song.
Here's how the routine REALLY went. Pfiefer AND dilan get the solo on Beggars, which isn't that much of a problem, cept we don't get to beg for money. Finnan Haddie is out. I now have no solo, so my brother decodes he doesn't want to come. Oh, and Mrs. Nalis tells us that SHE can play piano, but for "5 foot 2", a song we didn't practice. We ended up doing fine on that, but without the "coreography" we had been preparing. Coney went according to plan, though.
I stil have a feeling of accomplishment, however, for having gotten up there and not totally fucking up. So yay us.
If you didn't come, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? There will be another acapella concert in February. You'd BETTER COME; we'll have a director this time! |
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| Annie Today |
[Dec. 9th, 2003|05:57 pm] |
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| | Easy Street-Annie | ] |
Okay, Annie has the most sexual undertones in the WORLD. Just see it during the last week in February, you'll know what I mean. When I find specific, I'll put them up. Just suffice it to say that the plot consists of little girl getting "adopted" by a millionaire who "brings orphans to sleep at his place over christmas". Now the werid thing is that he assumes that orphans are boys...
Just see it.
Had a cast read-through today. Katie Greco is the most adoreable annie in the world! Steve Farkis kept on changing his voice during reading of Rooster (noteable voices include "A ghost", "Marlon Brando", and "Sean Connery"). Oh, and Beth Ferrante plays an incredibly convincing Mrs. Hannigan. More so than I would think (just because you're such a nice person, beth!)
In other news: MR. ROYSTER KICKED US OUT OF OUR PRODUCTION PLANNING ROOM! HOW STUPID IS THAT!!! He came in there, and after, like 4 months that we sat there writing, planning, holding rehersals, he comes in here and says "Mr. Eadie wants you out of here." His excuse is "so why can't you go to the library?" Oh gee, mr. royster, thanks, give us the library! I love to be creative in that noise infested, air stuffed super-clean craphole! Me and matt need to be noisy! Why can't we be noisy!
God, I'm just frustrated! We got kicked out of OUR OWN SCHOOL before even beggining to shoot off-site! This just pisses me off... |
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| Today |
[Dec. 8th, 2003|09:20 pm] |
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| | mellow | ] |
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| | Spiraling-The Girl on the Piano | ] |
Well, lets see. Today was a 4-day, which means I have not a lot to do. Studying for big history test. Production on the B-Movie started today, and my co-director and I decided the set looked like, well, shit. So we decided to look into shooting at Carluccis, Steak and Hoagie, ect. I'm still in favor of using the set; I thought it served my purpose just fine. There was some issue with violating some basic rules of shooting (FILM GEEKS ONLY: Due to limited space, the 180 line would be difficult to maintain.) Now we need to find a restaurant that's willing to accept kids and has space for big, bazooka sized lighting batteries to be held. Wish us luck! If anyone has any suggestions besides Carluccis, (setting="romantic, candlelit") drop a message. |
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| Good day everyone! |
[Dec. 8th, 2003|08:32 pm] |
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Well, it's official. I scumbed and created a live journal. Go on, laugh, but I was having too much fun spamming xander's. Now I can discuss random things. |
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