The second show, though, was ten times better--the acting, singing, dancing, tech, directing... it was all a much higher caliber. And actually, the directing showed a lot of potential.
Anyways, the director had introduced himself at the beginning of the show, so afterwards, Laurel and I went over to talk to him, and told him that we both have our degrees in theatre, are running companies, and thought he was very good, and had a lot of potential.
You should have seen his jaw drop. It was pretty funny--but, then again, if someone had said that to me when I was in high school, I would have been pretty floored, too. Not that he knows anything about our background or anything, but for someone who doesn't have the vested interest that a lot of people have to compliment me is a huge thing. Mom and Dad have to say nice things--other people don't. And especially not strangers.
It was cool, though. In a lot of ways, it made my night.
And on a completely different wavelength... Holy crap. I can't believe it. What is wrong with the administration in some places? Seriously! Why mess with a good thing?
Grrr. It makes me angry. But I can't do anything about it, and that frustrates me.
*sigh* Politics. In a bizarre sort of way, I wish that I was still there--still in the community--because I feel so disjointed from it all right now. I can feel the grapevine lines buzzing all around me, and I'm trying hard to reach out and grasp any solid piece of information, but it keeps eluding me. I can't fix on anything solid. And if I was there, maybe I wouldn't have any more answers, maybe I would. Who knows. But at least I'd be there. Right in the middle of people who are trying to come to terms with it, too.
Do I want to be there? Yes and no. I want to be in the middle of people who understand, but this seems so much bigger now than it did a half an hour ago, when I first found out. It's not just about this one person, this one issue. It seems to be symptomatic of something bigger, affecting the organization as a whole, and that may be what I'm glad I'm away from. I don't know. I have absolutely no perspective on this whatsoever. It's far too fresh, and I have far too little information to be able to say anything intelligent on the issue.
Funny that it takes such a major crisis for me to miss the community the most that I have since I left.
I was going to write about Ismarys' birthday... it was fun. I gave her the present from Blair and me, and it was a hit. Apparently, I got the right brand, right color, right products, right everything. Yeah. Go me. And the fact that Blair gave her a present from across the ocean was a hit, too. As was the fact that both of our names were on the card. For some reason, she really enjoyed that fact. Go figure.
Oy. I can't concentrate on that right now. It was a fun day, but right now, there are many more things that are right on the top of my mind.
Anyways, I need to get out of here, and see what more information I can dredge up. Or try to forget about it until morning, when... I don't know what'll happen. Something.
Dear God, help.
One year ago today: It's cool to know that there are people who invested in me enough--and that I impacted enough--that they still remember me, even after hundreds of students have come and gone through their classrooms since then. A little slice of immortality? Perhaps. On a very tiny scale. It's nice to be remembered.
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