Wicked

Drama II... I love that class, a lot! It is my all time favorite class. It was made even better after auditions for the musical review. I was given the lead part in "As long as your mine." It is an all dancing piece, so we don't have to sing. Because we don't have to sing, we can throw some pretty awesome moves and lifts in. I'm especially lucky because I have a solo in the beginning, and a duet at the end! There is only one downside to this. The bruises. Parker Skousen is my partner, and I have to give him credit, he is a really good dancer. He makes my job really easy. All I have to do on the lifts is swing my arms and legs and keep the tension. He has the hard part. Unfortunately for me, I do have the painful part. He really does try to be gentle, I think the pain is just the nature of the lifts. All I know is I have bruises all over my arms, waist, knees, legs, wrists, and rug burn under my arms and on my wrists. I also think I'm going to dislocate my elbow by the end of this. He really doesn't beat me, but being thrown around, yanked, dragged, and other various lift activities can really ware one out. On the bright side, the dance is already amazing, and we still have three weeks to make it even better!

Yellow

Lehi Jr. High school has little room for imagination. It feels like a prison sometimes. There are no colors, it is just a brown brick wall. There are two places in the school that give me room to stretch my mind. The school auditorium for obvious reasons, and then there is the lunchroom. You may not understand this one as much. The lunchroom is still a brick wall with boring brown tables, but my friends are not boring, and they are there. It is in the lunchroom I spend thirty minutes of my day picking at who knows what that the school calls food. The food is obviously not what makes the room so great, it is how dorky my friends are. We do make fools of ourselves, but the beautiful thing is we don't care. Therefore, no one else does. We laugh about things like carrots in ranch that "was not stored at the correct temperature." We make the funniest joke about passing out, and somehow relate it to the ranch. We burst out laughing in the middle of history because we are still thinking about the ranch. We pour water on a kid who fell asleep in history and it reminds us of this joke from three days ago. Today however, we ran around punching each other because of this lovely little game called "yellow." We went to history once again, laughing, even though our arms no longer had feeling in them. The lunchroom is great. Yet once the bell rings, we are thrown back into a brick wall cell, and all room for imagination is gone once again.

I Do Believe!

I was trying to find something to post about that doesn't have to do with Peter Pan, but nothing came to mind. This is because Peter Pan has been the complete story of my life for the past three months. When I close my eyes and try to think of something else, all that comes to my mind is that little boy and his adventures. All I can think about is how to improve my actors to make them more realistic. I'm a tad bit obsessed. It turns out all my hard work has paid off! Peter Pan has been a complete and total success. All the shows (except the darn matinee...) were fabulous. The actors truly bring the story to life. Even though I have seen the show in all the ups and downs, without costumes when Trevor is still Trevor, Taylor is still Taylor, and Sarah is still Sarah, the show has truly come to life. I have seen this show probably over 20 times fully run, and even more times through bits and pieces, yet when I watch, Trevor magically becomes Captain James Hook, and I can't see Trevor anymore. Taylor becomes Peter Pan, and I forget he is really Taylor in the ninth grade hall at school. I forget Sarah has a life outside the nursery and Neverland. They are real people to me, but they are not Sarah, Trevor, and Taylor. When they are on stage, they are Hook, Wendy, and Peter. The characters become real. They transform before my eyes. I truly believe! Imagination is beautiful! I almost forgot how to imagine, but this show has brought it all back to me, and I made a promise to never forget the beautiful world of an Allison Wonderland, my neverland, because you see, every child's is different, and "It's very nearly real."