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You don’t value it at half eleven at night, after a long school day, until you’ve been without it for two days. Because the house’s boiler broke. Again.

Double Fireball Whiskey

And Apple Juice, 

At Spoons. That is how we are celebrating, praising the fact we’re finally done, and drinking our sorrows away (I joke). Really, it hasn’t been all bad, it truly hasn’t. Plenty fun has been had, and to perform the show itself was fun – as acting before an audience always is. 

What am I talking about? Nothing other than the Shakespeare project every 2^nd year has in their second term. Let me elaborate: 

Last week we had our Shakespeare priority week, which means a whole week of doing Shakespeare from 09.00 - 18.10 every day. Prior to this we have also had six hours of Shakespeare every Wednesday and Friday this term, building up to the show we just finished tonight. 

What happens is that we get a director, and for us, the school hired in someone from the outside whom has been working with us all term. We were divided in three groups, handed each our plays, and the director chose a few scenes from the plays for us to do. These were in the end put together to form a one hour and twenty minute show. My group had the play As You Like It, and I played Celia.

Now, it didn’t start going downhill until priority week – until then, it was really quite exciting. Our first “proper” show, a sort of taster for what we’re doing in third year. However, our director fell extremely ill and was gone the Friday before the priority week, and then was absent Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Four days in which we were left completely to our own devices. The school had no time or resources to call in someone else, or give us a teacher to work with us instead – and since a director’s work is kind of personal, it is hard for someone else to step in. 

This was extremely frustrating. Of course, you can’t foretell when anyone is going to be ill and there’s nothing you can do to prevent it, so really, we understand it was all just a really unfortunate turn of events. …really unfortunate. As a result, our showing, which were supposed to be Thursday night, Friday daytime and Friday night of Priority week got pushed to this Thursday night and tonight. 

We understand, we do, unfortunate turn of events, and all that. But going back to normal lessons this week, having no proper dress rehearsal and then suddenly doing our show was… well… by the time we showed it we were just tired of it all and all the excitement about this project had left us. It didn’t help that there was a 3^rd year show in the theatre at the exact same time, so our showing on Thursday only had 7 spectators… two of which left halfway through to see the 3^rd year show… 

Well. What else can be said? Unfortunate turn of events. 

 

(Tonight we had a bigger audience though, and it was a lot of fun to perform it, and the initial process was exciting but… yeah… )

I Was

Nearly

Blown away by the wind today. 

Literally. 

The weather’s been crazy here the past few weeks, and my ceilings been leaking since Christmas. I have reported it many times, but six weeks later, anything has yet to be done. That’s Host Property for you.