Monday onwards...

• Monday: Got up really early to go to Directing class to argue for my cast. I wore my bowler for luck. After some wrangling, I got the cast that I wanted (I got lucky in that the people I wanted wanted to be in my show). Unfortunately, my body didn't understand that my brain was happy, and decided to make me throw up (I was very grateful that I made it to the bathroom for this. As a result, I decided it was a good idea to skip a class for the first time this year to work on feeling better. In Film, we watched The Passion of Joan of Arc, and I was stunned. It made me really question the worth of my life. It didn't help that afterwords I went to watch the final scene of Otello with Greg. Tech madness afterwords.

• Tuesday: Opera. When discussing Aida, Johanna stated that she was "rather fond of elephants." Watched a movie with Greg, went to get band aids for the blisters on my feet. Figured out schedule times for my cast. Tech!

• Wednesday: In directing we recapped the audition and callback process, and watched some dramaturgical presentations. Two were fantastic, and one was truly horrible. It was obvious that the director had done no research whatsoever into the life and goals of the playwright, who was... you guessed it... Bertholt Brecht. Grrrrr.... In Italian, we prepared for our exam on Thursday. In film we watched M by Fritz Lang (Peter Lorre's first film role!), and it was incredible. Turner also lent me his copy of Sons of the Desert, which I am really looking forward to seeing again. SGA made me mad, as always, and Tech went pretty well.
  

• Thursday: Opera went well, and Italian was easy. I went to my room after lunch, and played violin for about an hour, which felt fantastic. (I have now realized that there are only a couple of things that get rid of the stress that lodges in the back of my throat: rehearsal, Film class, and practicing violin or guitar. Thank you, parents, for giving me an outlet. I know it must have been like banging your collective heads against a wall to get me to play music, and I am sorry for that, but I do want you to know that it is appreciated now. I was on the verge of going into a completely depressed funk, but I can just forget everything else when playing and perfecting Brahms. Thank you.) Then I had a readthrough with my cast, and though I think I tried to cram too much information down their throats, we had a good time. Tech was great, and we watched this in the green room to make us feel really proud of our production. Hahaha, we rock.

More later.