Then I could have the Art Major.
(I considered drawing that, but it all ended up looking too St. Sebastian-like.)
[An effective look for a martyr, not so much for an exaggerator.]
OR, I could go back to having a Reconciliation Major and an Art Minor, and be happily taking my favorite art classes for one more semester.
I chose the latter. Last Friday. And now I have to switch all my classes around to fit my new plan, rendering the first week of this semester (which was last week) pointless.
Shoot me in the balls, whydontcha.
While all that stuff (that I was talking about in the first half of that big paragraph up there) was happening, I was also directing, rehearsing, publicizing, and preparing for the encore of the musical I wrote, Forwards & Backwards: A Musical Bromance. (There’s a link to the show’s new website on my sidebar now, and hey look, the title I just wrote is blue because you can click it and it will take you to the same place!) I was busy.
I also had J-term finals at that time.
As Bilbo Baggins said, “I feel like butter that has been scraped over too much bread.” Slide an anxiety disorder in all that mess and Bilbo’s words are still relevant; just freeze the butter.
As Bilbo Baggins said, “I feel like butter that has been scraped over too much bread.” Slide an anxiety disorder in all that mess and Bilbo’s words are still relevant; just freeze the butter.
And in all the hustle and bustle (that makes it sound way too jolly), I did something I’ll regret for another 350 days or so...
...I missed National Popcorn Day.
...I missed National Popcorn Day.
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There was a countdown on my sidebar, for crying out loud. I had been dreaming up different ways to celebrate, how the celebratory blog post would probably be my best ever because of the amazing and unexpected way I celebrated it, but the day came and passed and I didn’t even know. My dad texted me about it when it was far too late. Popcorn Day had been overlooked.
I did celebrate unknowingly, however, at lunch that day. No, I didn’t have popcorn, but that would have made it better, now that I think about it. We were working on getting the word out about the musical (Click the blue letters! Click the blue letters!), and I decided to have the cast do a flashmob performance of one of the songs at lunch that day. So on Popcorn Day, January 19th, at 12:25, we did it. Something went wrong with the sound in the beginning, but you’ll see that it turned out well. I'm the guy in the blue, on top of the table.
So Popcorn Day was celebrated. It was just like it was in my first post, except we were the people in the street, and the onlookers were the dreamers. Fistfuls of popcorn may have been the only thing that could have made it better. (That and no sound malfunctions.) And the musical went wonderfully, by the way. 408 people in attendance. Hot damn.
Anyway. My scrambling is slowing now, luckily, and my school problems are beginning to be solved. Like I said earlier, life definitely doesn't suck. Mark your calendars for the next January 19th, though, because MAN that's going to be one hell of a doozy.
Anyway. My scrambling is slowing now, luckily, and my school problems are beginning to be solved. Like I said earlier, life definitely doesn't suck. Mark your calendars for the next January 19th, though, because MAN that's going to be one hell of a doozy.
