Zwei Welten

Been listening to German Broadway recently. It's quite amusing when you know a bit of the language. Don't know why, but it tis'.

My parents have made me stop going to tech rehearsals, which is down right depressing. Honestly, tech is one of the only things that still manages to be enjoyable. Now, I could go into a whole 'out of control' rant here, BUT I SHALL NOT!

Muhahahahaha Take that anxiety!

So yes, German Broadway, it's amazing! Jekyll and Hyde, Tarzan, and Lion King are all that I've been able to find. But I'm sure if I search hard enough I'll find more. Quite obviously- I speak a little of it. (Shut it! German Two counts!) And I love the sound of the language. To all you haters- suck my..ahem..

So, I suggest you look into some good old fashioned 'Konig der Lowen' or um..'Tarzan' 

Sorry for all most posts being depressing lately, I'm trying to be happier with them because this wasn't meant to be a bitch blog, but it's starting to turn into one.

NEVER! I REFUSE! I AM COMPLETELY SANE!

Well that last one is debatable. But anywho, to prevent any further boredom on your part I shall cut this one shorter than usual.

All my love

Ashton

Circle of Life

Wow two Disney titles in a row? Well this is just on behalf of my slight obsession with all things Julie Taymor. I really think the titles I write have almost nothing to do with the entry beyond the first paragraph, but still. Lion King for the win?

So I'm at the point in a show where I want nothing to do with my actual life, honestly if I could work all day long until I eventually end up passing out on top of the cell block I would. Beyond my personal and school life falling apart at my feet I really have nothing else.

There's something comforting in working that long. I know I'm a masochist n'all but really, I love the feeling of coming home covered in paint and only having to think about what I'm gonna do after chorus rehearsal tomorrow.

I suppose I can't really beat around the bush on what I'm really saying- outside of Theatre life pretty much blows. Can't get the grades, can't get the guy... Just generally epicly failing at everything but painting, and even that's a bit shoddy. I'm sure eventually I'll get out of this slump, but for now it's gotten to the point where I've canceled my Facebook because I'm tired of the anxiety it gives me.

God this is supposed to be a theatre blog and I've turned it into some kinda bad teenage soap opera. Enough of this crap! Story time!

So as of right now I've almost died three times in the last day. Once was in the middle of a Huck Finn project where I was supposed to do a fake spit take and instead started choking in front of my entire AmStud class. Since it was a theatre-esq project they all thought I was just doing really good at acting. But you know, I'm not that good, of course not. So I was about to blackout when I finally managed to get some air in. Of course I was laughing at myself the whole time so it was pretty messed up to say the least.

Second time I tripped on one of the cell blocks and almost fell off the second story.

And the third time I almost got hit by a bus.

Something's trying to kill me I swear...

So I think that's enough for today, kinda run out of replays on YouTube for Lion King. That and I have a pre-calc test to study for (which I might not actually fail thanks to the subject matter actually being applicable to life)

Your's truly

Ashton

Poor Unfortunate Souls

Theatre IV has one and only one perk- getting to do frivolous projects that have nothing to do with the black plastic monster that currently sits in the back of my car.. (my portfolio for those of you who've never encountered such an object)

So as such, we're doing a musical theatre project, which allowed me to fangasm all over the whiteboard. For those of you not paying attention- I know a lot of Broadway shows. Drowsy Chaperon, Bat Boy, Memphis, Mamma Mia, Into the Woods.... Someone stop me before I turn this post into a giant list. 

Anywho, I shall be doing 'Poor Unfortunate Souls' from Little Mermaid (Yes.. it did run on Broadway) Jaded manipulative individuals seem to be my forte. I hope this isn't some sort of subconscious desire that needs to be checked out. I'm already crazy enough, I don't need un-diagnosed psychopathy... 

Chicago's going..well enough. I've decided to take up a new anti-gossip banner, mostly because I have the naive belief that if I stop talking about everyone else I might just possibly be left alone. Maybe. I don't know what it is about the seniors, but none of them have any respect what so ever for anyone but themselves. 

Wait, that's not true, some, actually most of them do... I just remember the bad ones. Wait, gha, no, I won't talk about anyone.. ANYONE! 

My grades suck, my social life's dead, and the only thing I have left is slowly fading away in intensity. I need work and stress to function, and not being something important to the show is killing that. I'm on chorus and I don't dance. I'm kinda on tech but not really... Just kinda lost between the two with neither of the groups really accepting me. 

I'm sorry, this wasn't meant to be so depressing, none of the entries are, but I suppose with my current mindset I can't really write like anything else. 

Now I'm off for yet another date (but not really) with the Russian. 

Ashton

Voulez-Vous

Guess what show's been on my mind lately? Ten points if you got it right...
I have to say, in that particular scene, the one thing I always focus on is one of the chorus girls' shoes. If you go to about halfway through the camera man focuses on them, and I don't know why but I like the shot. (maybe I have some sort of minor foot fetish... idk?)

I'll make this short, mostly because I want to prove to myself that I'm not crazy for doing this!

Injury count for the day- 2! Down to an all time low! I got two splinters from building the cell block, and a bruised nail from a drill deciding to miss the screw and go for my hand.

Speaking of the cell block, the guy that comes in does tech with us was trying to figure out how to make the jail cells be able to open, and I passively suggested the shower rods we have in our wood heavens. He said no of course, but apparently that gave him an idea...my one and only shining moment this week.

Overall the shows progressing quite nicely, my personal and school life are taking nosedives into a spiraling oblivion though. I guess you really can't have it all.

On a side note, I went to go see a middle school show yesterday, and, like all middle school shows are, it was awful. BUT! Their Aladdin was absolutely adorable... to quote a friend of mine 'If he were three years older and five inches taller....'
Okay, pedo mode power off.

So I made commie cupcakes for my token love interest. Maybe, just maybe, I could lace them with roofies and see where that gets me! I'll have to post a lovely picture next time I get access to the only Iphone in my household. I'm sure they won't last tomorrow once my cast gets a hold of em'

I need to actually sleep tonight, so I'll cut this off before I go off into a huge tangent about stupid Russian boys...

Love and Kisses
Ashton