Daintydynamite's Blog

Hey guys.

Sorry for the long chunk of silence.

I’ve been meaning to write for a while, I just haven’t been able to find the time. I don’t really even have the time now, but I’m not really in any shape to be actually productive, so I thought I’d give it whirl.

Things are bad. Just . . . bad.

So, right now, I’m coming off basically an entire week without sleep. Slight exaggeration. I sleep a couple hours every night. But a couple as in a couple. Not a couple as in really-it’s-five-but-I’m-used-to-more. If only I could get that many.

So, it’s basically just been getting progressively worse since Monday last week. I whipped out a ten page paper on Jefferson’s slave to get it out of the way for another paper. The slave paper wasn’t really too big of an issue. The other paper, however, was. It had to be twenty pages, and was due Tuesday. I did finish it, but spent all week staying up to do so.

As a result of losing sleep, I started losing my mind. And my possessions. Since I wasn’t forming any memories, all my stuff seemed to magically disappear, leaving me at one point with zero forms of ID. I found my driver’s license the next day, but did not find my school ID until yesterday. That doesn’t seem like too big of a deal until you take into consideration that that card is my meal ticket.

So, no sleep + no food.

There was one day where all I ate was broth. At four in the morning. To keep me from falling asleep.

Add to that the fall showcase for show choir, of which I am the music directer. Now, I love show choir. It is my favorite part of the week, and I always look forward to it. The only thing is, recently it’s giving me even more stress than my schoolwork.

The dress/tech rehearsal was last night. The first half went well; there were some costume issues with changing in front of people, but other than that, it went quite smoothly. We got some good warm-ups in at the beginning, if nothing else.

But then we went to the Commonwealth.

So.

I don’t hold it against the girl who was actually there to do the tech for us. If you’re reading this Girl Who Did Tech For Us, this is not a complaint about you. But the Sadler Center always screws us over! I don’t know if they just don’t understand that we’re putting on a show or what, but somehow it is impossible to get anything done efficiently. They didn’t know we needed mic stands, they didn’t want to run sound from the booth because of liability issues with a computer, and worst of all, they weren’t even giving us the same techie between the rehearsal and the performance. It was such a hassle to get it all together that we completely lost the rehearsal. All of exec was so stressed trying to get people to do their jobs, that I guess everybody thought they could do whatever.

We caught people outside of rehearsal, going into other club meetings in the building. After we had called them into places for a song and were figuring out sound, everybody lost patience and gave up the formation. We had to call backstage when people needed to come out. It was just a giant mess. I mean, there were plenty of people who made a conscious effort to help us, like Nancy who sang her duet by herself and talked the stage manager through fading out the song, and Hannah Lee who offered to sit on the ground when they didn’t have a bench ready for their quartet, but when you’re as stressed as I was, it’s hard to see the good parts.

After making it 3/4 of the way home afterward, I remembered (somehow) that I had left my computer there.

So I went back to get it. Rachel and Russell were still there outside the building, piles of costumes in their arms. They went inside with me to get it, and stayed inside with me when I couldn’t make it.

I really just have great friends.

That’s kind of what the point of the blog post is. Or at least, what it’s trying to be. Mostly it’s just been complaining up until this point.

But I really do have great friends.

Rachel and Russell sat with me and hugged me and listened to what I wailed on about, telling me everything that I needed to hear. And Carlie invited me to have lunch with her and her family since nobody’s going to be able to come see me. And my Secret Buddy keeps sending me all the right notes. And Ben promises that it is never too late for me to call him. And Nathan’s going to feed me pizza this weekend. And Kathy sits backstage and sings along with my song which really just makes me want to cry because I don’t deserve any of it.

But you guys do it anyway.

And where other people would be uncomfortable or leave because I’m not fun anymore, you guys all step up stop me from falling over the edge.

You really don’t know how much it means to me.

Thank you.