Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, was a pretty
epic day. I got to school ridiculously early to
work on my English paper, but only an hour
after I arrived my friend came into the class
room and so the distractions began. Over the
next few hours we were joined by several
other friends and some actors, too. Eventually
we ended up going to the mall (I had given up
on my paper at this point) to do some quick
shopping. Being the shopaholic I am, I bought
a sexy red tank top when I really shouldn't
have. On our journey to find something nice
for my friend to wear to the party we did
discover a nice, fancy store that sells cute
dresses for only $30; I will be found at this
store often in the future.
When we got back it was already getting
pretty late and most had to run off for
running crew, only those who were doing
front of house were left, along with me
because I was going to see the show that
night. Before my family arrived I decided
to quickly change into my new top to see
how people would react to it (it is very low
cut at the front). To my great enjoyment
one of my male friends, who was on front of
house that night, had the hardest time not
staring at my chest, though eventually it
got rather annoying.
After the show we all quickly got ready and
left for the cast (and crew) party. Earlier I
was pretty nervous because I didn't know
exactly what to expect, but all nerves dissa-
peared as soon as I stepped into the car.
When we arrived there were already groups
of people waiting as our driver was the host.
As to be expected from a university party
there were people doing drugs, but at least
they kept that in a different room. One of
my friends had brought a ton of liquor and
stuff to mix with so he made most of us drinks
throughout the night (I still owe him for this).
Well at this point things get hard to describe
with mere words, but I'll try to briefly cover
the highlights of the party. First, there was
the great game of boob tag. For those who have
never heard of this game before, it is basically
a simple game of tag, but you have to touch a
person's boob to tag them. Yes. It really is as
perverted as it sounds, especially when most of
the guys join in. Lots of groping did occur, but
honestly, it was fun (No, I'm not a slut). Then
there were the confessions: all of the plays' actors
got in a circle and shared their roles' secrets. I
can't exactly remember them, but they were
rather amusing. Another good part of the party
was spent randomly dancing with friends, people-
I-had-never-met-before, and people-who-I-had-
kinda-met-before-but-never-really-talked-to, but
mostly with friends. I would love to say more on
the subject of friends, but I won't in this blog. I
will also not say anything about what happened
after the party in my friend's basement because
my point of view might be misleading to some. :P
Now today was full of hang-overs and splinters, as
we tore down the stage shortly after the party (for
some anyway). I was rather pleased with how fast
we all managed to work, especially considering the
party earlier that morning. It took us four weeks
to build everything, but only four hours to tear it
all down. I should really work on my English paper
right now, but instead I will go to bed.
