yes, Alleah's life just keeps rocking more and more! I got a callback from the Urinetown auditions today from Dean Chadwick, offering me the role of Little Betty Twoshoes! (man, I hate musicals) How fucking cool is that? So the Twelfth Night opens in exactly a week, U-town starts on the 5th, but I only have one scheduling conflict, which is the Thursday 9th double showing, and after that, I'm into U-town rehearsals, AND rehearsals for Levis' Christmas Carol, which begins right after TN closes. I still need to talk to Ryan about my schedule conflicts, but two out of five nights a week should be ok, as I'm only in pretty much one part of the play. A Christmas Carol opens December 21st, and Urinetown opens I think January twenty-something, and then it's one acts (which two directors have approached me with possible roles for), and then the spring mainstage, Art Wank '07. After that closes, I start rehearsals for Know Why?, Leon's lunchtime theatre, which is fucking GREAT! THREE friggin paying jobs in the same school year! And, as if all that isn't enough, at some point during all those shows, are auditions for Studio 58, and CCPA!
WOOO-MUTHA-FUCKIN-HOOOOO, BABY! Who needs stupid boys when I rock this much? :P
Thursday, October 26, 2006
teehee...
LIFE ROCKS!
Alleah = teh best Viola ever!
Alleah = part of the sweetest crew in the whole world!
Alleah = interested (tonight's 70 group will understand)
Alleah = jazzed and a half, and in such a mellow ass mood
Alleah = pretty with my new spiffy-ass contacts!
Yeah...I'm doing pretty good right now. :)
Alleah = teh best Viola ever!
Alleah = part of the sweetest crew in the whole world!
Alleah = interested (tonight's 70 group will understand)
Alleah = jazzed and a half, and in such a mellow ass mood
Alleah = pretty with my new spiffy-ass contacts!
Yeah...I'm doing pretty good right now. :)
Thursday, October 19, 2006
now that you've all given up checking my blog...
...I think I'll post! because I'm contrary that way, y'know.
So Twelth Night is moving right along, we have our dress in just over a week. SO excited! I'm almost completely memorized, for lines, so I've been getting actual, real live direction from Jerry, which is the most exciting thing EVER! Today, he creatd the msot beautiful scene from Act 1, Scene 1, with me, and the girls who play sailors...it was gorgeous. We got outta there and just wanted to do the scene again, and CRY! It was so sad, and glorious.
Toda was auditions for Levis' A Christmas Carol. Not worried about those callbacks. Pretty sure I got Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come...not that I'm counting my chickens or anything! :P But come on, there were four ppl at the auditions I went to, Alex, James, some dude named Peter and me.
Auditions for B2B's Urinetown are this Sunday...so glad they don't want us to work up anything. Just remind me not to lose my voice before then, ok? Sweetness.
In other news, Allen and I went on a date. It didn't work out. I was with him exactly three hours. Not the most exciting time, unfortunately. I dunno what to do...Alleah gets no boys ever.
That's about all I have to say for now. And yes, there is something on my mnd and no I don't want to talk about it. All Mal Theatres who read this, keep that in mind at school, k?
Love you all.
So Twelth Night is moving right along, we have our dress in just over a week. SO excited! I'm almost completely memorized, for lines, so I've been getting actual, real live direction from Jerry, which is the most exciting thing EVER! Today, he creatd the msot beautiful scene from Act 1, Scene 1, with me, and the girls who play sailors...it was gorgeous. We got outta there and just wanted to do the scene again, and CRY! It was so sad, and glorious.
Toda was auditions for Levis' A Christmas Carol. Not worried about those callbacks. Pretty sure I got Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come...not that I'm counting my chickens or anything! :P But come on, there were four ppl at the auditions I went to, Alex, James, some dude named Peter and me.
Auditions for B2B's Urinetown are this Sunday...so glad they don't want us to work up anything. Just remind me not to lose my voice before then, ok? Sweetness.
In other news, Allen and I went on a date. It didn't work out. I was with him exactly three hours. Not the most exciting time, unfortunately. I dunno what to do...Alleah gets no boys ever.
That's about all I have to say for now. And yes, there is something on my mnd and no I don't want to talk about it. All Mal Theatres who read this, keep that in mind at school, k?
Love you all.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
ink me up!
alleah has TWO tattoos! TWO of them! One tattoo...TWO tattoos, AHH AHH AHH...get another and I will count them, AHH AHH AHH.
lol! I so excited! It is a Virgo symbol. I got tattoo fever, going with Geoff to get his, and made my appointment. It's a memorial for my mum, because she was a Virgo, and it's purple, which was her favorite color, and astrology was such a passion of hers, that there was no other way to represent her. It is on my wrist, which presented a problem, for the Twelfth Night, but I talked to the director and costume designer and both of them said it would be alright. Boy did Kylan ever chew me out though. He takes these SMing gigs very seriously, I think.
I'm unimpressed with Geoff right now. When I made my appointment, I asked if he would come with me and he said yes. This morning when I called him just before I left, he was like, "no way, I'm at class," and then proceeded to berate me for getting a tattoo now. I could have killed him, having just got a gigantic tattoo. And I don't care where his is, as opposed to mine. That's just not cool on so many levels.
but whatever. he's been acting odd for most of today.
AKA House is having a musical right now: it is called Dingaling. It's a Dingaling Singalong if you will! ;D Say THAT ten times fast! And then count my tattoos! There are two of them!
lol! I so excited! It is a Virgo symbol. I got tattoo fever, going with Geoff to get his, and made my appointment. It's a memorial for my mum, because she was a Virgo, and it's purple, which was her favorite color, and astrology was such a passion of hers, that there was no other way to represent her. It is on my wrist, which presented a problem, for the Twelfth Night, but I talked to the director and costume designer and both of them said it would be alright. Boy did Kylan ever chew me out though. He takes these SMing gigs very seriously, I think.
I'm unimpressed with Geoff right now. When I made my appointment, I asked if he would come with me and he said yes. This morning when I called him just before I left, he was like, "no way, I'm at class," and then proceeded to berate me for getting a tattoo now. I could have killed him, having just got a gigantic tattoo. And I don't care where his is, as opposed to mine. That's just not cool on so many levels.
but whatever. he's been acting odd for most of today.
AKA House is having a musical right now: it is called Dingaling. It's a Dingaling Singalong if you will! ;D Say THAT ten times fast! And then count my tattoos! There are two of them!
Thursday, October 05, 2006
hump day of hell week = night of shitty doom
so tonight, a few of us went to the gay bar for karaoke night. I kinda felt off all night because, although I got IDed, buddy let me stay because I told him I wasn't drinking...plus I think he figured if my birthday is in December, it'd didn't matter all that much anyway. So I was there, and singing and dancing and having fun, but there was no booze in me and when drunken Amber is in your face and you are sober, it's slightly less fun. Plus she was all over Emo Vesty Guy, which irrationally bothered me, but prolly because I kinda wanted him, too.
Anyways, blah blah blah, party party party, and we go to leave, and Jordan's car has been broken into. Kaitlyn, Jordan, and Devin's stuff is all gone. Everything. They all had scripts, Matt Damon's digicam and like 150 CD's all got jacked, Devin's wallet is gone. Life sucks.
So, being 911 girl, I call the police and give them all the info and then go wait for the car. Devin flipped. just started screaming. it was nuts. The cop gets there and takes down all the information, but of course, there isn't a whole lot he can do. I guess Davies will be scouring the pawn shops for his digicam the next few weeks.
I felt so bad...on the way home I just held Kaitlyn's hand and tried, weakly and ineffectually, to help her feel a bit better. After the cop left, Geoff and I just sat in his car and held hands...I felt so weird. Calling police and dealing with them brought back so many memories. Losing all my stuff in the fire. How panicked I was when my mom died. All the emergency vehicles at the car accident. There was a really weird moment for me, when I went to call 911 and Davies was like, it's not an emergency, you can't call that number and I was like...oh yeah...stuff happens that isn't life threatening...I kinda forgot that. And then I felt like a butthead but still couldn't stop images from my various shitty experiences from flashing into my head.
Sitting there, holding Geoff's hand, I nearly cried. I don't even know why. I just felt so bad for Davies and Kaitlyn and Devin...and even for myself, as retarded as that seems now that I reread it! :P
The world can be a very very bad place.
Anyways, blah blah blah, party party party, and we go to leave, and Jordan's car has been broken into. Kaitlyn, Jordan, and Devin's stuff is all gone. Everything. They all had scripts, Matt Damon's digicam and like 150 CD's all got jacked, Devin's wallet is gone. Life sucks.
So, being 911 girl, I call the police and give them all the info and then go wait for the car. Devin flipped. just started screaming. it was nuts. The cop gets there and takes down all the information, but of course, there isn't a whole lot he can do. I guess Davies will be scouring the pawn shops for his digicam the next few weeks.
I felt so bad...on the way home I just held Kaitlyn's hand and tried, weakly and ineffectually, to help her feel a bit better. After the cop left, Geoff and I just sat in his car and held hands...I felt so weird. Calling police and dealing with them brought back so many memories. Losing all my stuff in the fire. How panicked I was when my mom died. All the emergency vehicles at the car accident. There was a really weird moment for me, when I went to call 911 and Davies was like, it's not an emergency, you can't call that number and I was like...oh yeah...stuff happens that isn't life threatening...I kinda forgot that. And then I felt like a butthead but still couldn't stop images from my various shitty experiences from flashing into my head.
Sitting there, holding Geoff's hand, I nearly cried. I don't even know why. I just felt so bad for Davies and Kaitlyn and Devin...and even for myself, as retarded as that seems now that I reread it! :P
The world can be a very very bad place.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
leon has reached godlike status in my eyes
so...halfway through the week from hell! thank god, this week is almost over, I can't take much more of it. so stressed right now. between money issues and all my scheduling conflicts, and feeling shitty about shitty boys, Alleah is plain worn out.
Ace and I had coffee here this morning, and we were discussing my boy troubles and I think I figured it out. What I want is someone who I find more fun to hang out with, than to have sex with. Or at least, equally as fun. (it's funny, I'm having this epiphany now, because I bet ten bucks y'all are thinking "duh, Alleah!") But honestly, it used to be ok to date normals, because then I got to be the fun, exciting one in the relationship and I wouldn't have to worry about them finding me boring. But now...I want to be the entertained one. I want someone who can hold up their end of the conversation, keep it alive, and JOKE. Be FUNNY. I need to be attracted to them, and they have to be somewhat exciting in bed. But I want that area of the relationship to come SECOND. I feel like that hasn't happened in the past.
It has now been like seven months, since I was last in a relationship. I miss being in love.
I dunno. I'm obviously doing something wrong with this whole relationship thing. Too bad I just don't know what it frickin is.
Ace and I had coffee here this morning, and we were discussing my boy troubles and I think I figured it out. What I want is someone who I find more fun to hang out with, than to have sex with. Or at least, equally as fun. (it's funny, I'm having this epiphany now, because I bet ten bucks y'all are thinking "duh, Alleah!") But honestly, it used to be ok to date normals, because then I got to be the fun, exciting one in the relationship and I wouldn't have to worry about them finding me boring. But now...I want to be the entertained one. I want someone who can hold up their end of the conversation, keep it alive, and JOKE. Be FUNNY. I need to be attracted to them, and they have to be somewhat exciting in bed. But I want that area of the relationship to come SECOND. I feel like that hasn't happened in the past.
It has now been like seven months, since I was last in a relationship. I miss being in love.
I dunno. I'm obviously doing something wrong with this whole relationship thing. Too bad I just don't know what it frickin is.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
alleah feels cynical
am I setting my standards too high?
I've always had this thing where the choices I make regarding my future have to better myself, not bring myself down to a place I've been before. And that's true with boyfriends as well. Any guy I started dating had to be better in some facet than the guy I had before. But since breaking up with Gregoire I haven't found anybody that really makes the cut. And those I felt did, fucked off and hurt me. Like Dean disappearing and not giving me the benefit of the doubt, and then bootycalling me, like six months later. And Jon, claiming he wants a relationship adn then not putting in the effort to make it happen.
Am I that not worth it? Sometimes I feel like life is never going to get any better than this. That I've reached the summit of excellence. Now I know that's not true, but it sometimes really feels that way. And if this is the pinnacle, it's not even that great.
I've always had this thing where the choices I make regarding my future have to better myself, not bring myself down to a place I've been before. And that's true with boyfriends as well. Any guy I started dating had to be better in some facet than the guy I had before. But since breaking up with Gregoire I haven't found anybody that really makes the cut. And those I felt did, fucked off and hurt me. Like Dean disappearing and not giving me the benefit of the doubt, and then bootycalling me, like six months later. And Jon, claiming he wants a relationship adn then not putting in the effort to make it happen.
Am I that not worth it? Sometimes I feel like life is never going to get any better than this. That I've reached the summit of excellence. Now I know that's not true, but it sometimes really feels that way. And if this is the pinnacle, it's not even that great.
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