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Saturday, March 16, 2002 @ 11:47 PM
Group Interp placed 3rd at Sectionals - until a 34 second time violation dropped us to 4th place. We will not be advancing to State. None of our cast members received All-Sectional Cast Awards. Not sure how contest play did, but they're not going to state either. Bower got an award though, and Alyssa had three nominations. It was both a trying and a fun day for me. Couldn't help thinking about the mysterious circle of it all.
I thought about my freshman year, when Sectionals were at U-High and we did Hard Travelin'. I had the massive crush on Ryan Rappa, and J McCullough tormented and embarrassed me on a daily basis. I was the only freshman in the GI, and I was secretly hoping we wouldn't advance to State because it would mean that Vittitoe, J, and I would miss out on the Choir trip to NYC. I remember two things from that day. One was that Liz Holt, who was doing the announcements in Stroud, wanted to leave early, and made me take her job. I only announced one show, and it was a two person show called Hopscotch. I met the girl who starred in it the following year at All-State, and found months after that that her aunt was my dentist's assistant. The second was that, after our GI was finished, J McCullough, who, honestly, I lived in fear of, came up to me, shook my hand, and said, "You did a nice job, Kellie."
I thought about my sophomore year, when Sectionals were at Olympia, and I was starring in A Wrinkle in Time. I had a massive crush on Josh, and was miserable of course, because on a daily basis I watched Sammi treat him poorly. (Little did I know Josh only likes girls when they're mean to him.) I hated the script of the show, and I was genuinely nervous about the production. I didn't want to screw up, I didn't want to let Kate (the director) down. I was so nervous that when, while reaching for my costume, which was suspended from the chalk ledge on the chalkboard, I knocked the chalk ledge off the wall. I started bawling. The ledges were magnetic, so I hadn't really broken them. People calmed me down, I got dressed, and then Sammi Dawson did my hair for me. We came in something like 5th place, and A Piece of My Heart, which rocked my socks, did even more poorly (f'n judges ruin competitions. drama nazis). I was thrilled to win an ASA, but wasn't sure I deserved it. The contest play participants had been much better, and none of them had won. Sammi Dawson left early to go to Scholastic Bowl, and I clung to Josh in her absence. It was truly pitiful. I also asked Zeke to TWIRP that day, but he said no - at the time, he was dating Krystal Wilcox.
I thought about junior year, the only year I wasn't in the cast, and I volunteered for the set crew. I was on the set crew, but I genuinely did love Hiroshima Project, and wanted it to do well. Unfortunately, the play in which my then-boyfriend played Hitler did better. I was dating Logan a year ago today. Enough said.
When I woke up this morning there was a note for me on the counter that said, "Josh called at 4 am." I thought it was possibly more likely that it was Fowler calling to check bus times than Weckesser. But, in fact, it was Weckesser. Seems the poor Stick shattered his ankle falling from some sort of ladder-esque structure while hanging lights, and desperately needed someone to replace him in Chicago today on a work call. I obviously couldn't do it as I was at Sectionals. I'm always amazed in how Josh never fails to have more faith in my than I do. One of the many things that I don't mean to love about him, it just happens. =)
On the bus ride back, we played "I Never" and Truth or Dare. (God, the older I get, the less mature, yeesh!) Some very bizarre and very interesting things happen, not the least of which was my being asked to share details of my sex life with the entire bus. I'm pretty sure everyone heard me describe how many people I've made out with and my most vivid sexual fantasy (nine and don't ask).
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