<joel> sorry for not updating, I don't really want to update right now - not in the mood - but I'm alive, trust me. leave a Shout Out if desired!
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<joel> One word describes my mood right now: ugh. Why? Well, let me tell you after getting the formalities out of the way. Yesterday was a work-full day, there was a lot of stuff to be done. We're reading "Of Mice and Men" in English, and it's pretty good. Last night I tried to cram in some French before my Darling family practice. Then I was off to uptown. It was really great, I love those practices anyway. I met the Tinkerbells (yeah, you heard me right - haha) and I know all of my lines for it now so I'm good! I found out the official date for my Murder Mystery, I can't wait! And now since I don't have school on Thursday or Friday, Ben has preschool again, alas my earliness, and ultimately my ability to write this entry. so yeah - tommorrow and Friday I'm working, I get to babysit the twins for m'Aunt Isabelle - sounds fun. I don't mind really, they're good wholesome kids. Like whole wheat bread! So yeah, now to another issue - Christie Soulis. she posts things in my Shout Outs attempting to lower my self-esteem (i.e. the most recent Shout Out, where she said such things as "Joel's possibility of meeting a hot girl is 24%," and then she proceeded to give me the comforting news that Sylvie, a girl she knows at her school and a former student of my school, thinks that Thomas is just fantastic. Great! it's so nice to know that all of the girls in the world think he's wonderful. what a God-damn relief.) <---The following was the most sarcastic comment I've ever made in my life. anyway, that's beside the point. the point is that I don't call her anymore, try to avoid her online but she doesn't seem to take the hint. she's nice and all but she's angry and mean for the most part, and that last time I checked, that's definately not what I need in my life right now. she posts things on her blog on how I ressemble a woman, and I try to be subtle and "laugh" about it, but the hell I'm going to laugh about it now. I'm not putting up with sh!t in my life that I can prevent, and if someone's low enough to try to lower my self-esteem, then that person is also too low to be my friend. I'm me, not the dorky dateless transvestite that she makes me out to be. goodbye, Christie - nice knowing you.
Trying to be my own man,
Doing it as I can.
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<joel> Things aren't always as they seem in this life of silver lining or trickery. Going back from Thursday - well, Thursday I wrote an essay for "To Kill A Mockingbird" and there was a theatre practice that night in which we cut a crapload of stuff. that night I also packed like a madman. the following morning was one of anticipation, and by noon we were off. the trip up was fun, full of dirty jokes, laughter, junk food (shame on me) and of careless money-spending. upon arrival @ Caraquet, we actually were kind of on time, and entered the opening ceremony. it was fun. that night we saw two productions - one from Caraquet's very own high school theatre troupe, and the other from Edmunston's. the best thing about arriving @ Caraquet though is that you can go around and shake everyone's hand that night. "Bonjour! Je m'appelle Joël, et je viens de Saint-Jean. Vous?" I love it, and not only is it a good way to meet and indentify people from other troupes, it's a good way to meet hot girls. annnyway, so the next morning was an amusing slur of muffins, fun middle school plays, and butterscotch Cappuccino. as I saw all of the plays that day, slowly but surely the anticipation was building up inside of me - because we were to present on Saturday night. so, after supper we went upstairs to get ready. we came downstairs to see Fredericton's production (I'm a fan of the devil now! lol) and then set up like there was no tommorrow. it was different using the Caraquet stage, because it is definately smaller then our's, @ Sam-de-Cham. needless to say, our production didn't get away without having a few small bumps in the road throughout the performance, but we still did very well. we weren't assured of that fact until we went for our evaluation with the judges a short period of time after we had cleaned up and shared some laughs. one of the judges was crying. I guess our play moved her to the point of tears, and that m'friends, is a very very good thing. after that was the dance - which I didn't really enjoy all that much for personal reasons, but it was still worthwhile... I suppose... the following day were two other good plays, but we were confident that we'd at least get something. so, after a lot of waiting around and an impro tournament (which I was in!), the doors were open and we all ran in with great expectancy. the awards began - touching moments indeed. a small boy who had played a bum in the play 'La Baratineuse' got an award for "Best Supporting Actor in the Middle School Category." by the time he was up on stage, he was crying of joy. because these awards are quite prestigious, believe-it-or-not. so I don't blame the kid. then it came - our first award. "Best Direction... Samuel-de-Champlain!" it was absolutely shocking. we had gotten a Caraquet Theatre Festival Award! my God! then came award number two... "Best Supporting Actor (in the H.S. Cat.)" -Thomas Daigle! by this time, we were pretty shocked, because a) rarely do troupes actually surpass 2-3 awards in this Festival, and b) Us?? lol! then came award number THREE! "Best Actress in a Principal Role goes to... Marie-Ève Cormier!!!" as the crowd went wild, we cheered on that girl like there wasn't a tommorrow. it was absolutely amazing. we, Les Beaux Parleurs, had won 3 awards at this major festival. I don't know if you realise the immensity of this, but it is MAJOR. then there were only two awards left. Best Production in Grades 6-8 and the same for grades 9-12. then smaller students' best play was "Le Baiser", which I loved, too. then came for the big kids. oh God. our palms sweaty, temples pounding and eyes popping out of our heads, we waited to hear the winner. "Une-" that's all we needed. getting up and screaming our heads off, we accepted our award for "Best Play". so, we're mini-celebrities here in our community centre... and I wouldn't have it any other way.
Bragging rights!,
Life's still hectic and imperfect... I guess. I'll live.
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