| | It's been such a long time since I've updated this thing that I almost feel ashamed. There's been an awful lot of things going on at school, and it's only now that I'm home for a few days to participate in the opera "Suor Angelica" (Puccini) that I actually have enough time and distance to write about it.
It hasn't occurred to me before that I've finally gotten a new home; a place that I call home and truly mean "home". It's not a school, it is my home, and all the other people living there are my family. Coming back to the old flat feels very awkward - I feel like a total stranger, like I don't belong here. I really miss my friends, who're all still attending school "down there". I keep thinking about them all the time, wondering what I'm missing out on. And I miss -him-... Yes, he did return, and we've grown closer. I still haven't dared to tell him that I love him, but if we're alone together again I will, because I think there's a slight chance he might feel the same, judging from his body language and behaviour. He told me he's still unkissed, a fact that really puzzles me to this day. I mean, how can anyone not want to kiss such a charming and handsome guy like himself? Anyway, I try to keep in touch with them all, which is the main reason that I reactivated my facebook account, in addition to being able to see the pictures posted there. It's fun to look back on the events that have been - the disco night when we all dressed up a la the 70's, various concerts and theme nights (people still tell me I mustn't dress up as Lucy Westenrae ever again, because it looked so creepy that several people nearly fainted when I came sneaking up on them... *giggle* Fake blood is fun...) , or just the random photos from evenings hanging around in the common areas. I can't wait to get back again.
Before doing so, I will have to get through this production. I came in there three days ago feeling like a total idiot because I had no idea what to do. Well, I knew the music alright, but everyone kept moving about and nobody could be bothered to tell me what was going on. I am truly grateful for my drama education now, because I surely would've been kicked out of the production if I hadn't already been trained to move with the group energy and read other people and how to improvise and pretend that you know exactly what you're doing. I've only been at two rehearsals on stage. The first one I screwed up totally and was pretty much only given a chance because I'd spent a lot of money on getting here by train in the first place. The second one was on the actual stage where we're performing, and went so much better; I don't think I did any huge, monumental errors at all, even in the scenes that I'd never participated in before. I think, if I met my old drama teacher now I would run up to her, hug her and kiss her feet. Without her I'd never have managed to pull this thing off. I mean, just the thought of me playing a pious nun first had me laughing my guts out and then shiver in disgust. But it works out pretty well - I don't stand out, which is a good and desirable thing for anyone in the opera chorus, while still maintaining my natural reactions (which are very spontaneous and real every time because I haven't had the time to get into a routine. I don't even know the official routine; no one's told me anything, so I try to figure it out on the way). I will take some pictures tonight in- between rehearsals, and put them up both here and on facebook for your viewing pleasure. Laugh with me. ;)
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