The time change finally got me! Either that or I should not have stayed up watching Dear John at 1AM.
Because I kinda like to be prepared a little for my theater class and look up what activity she has in the syllabus and then look it up online. The activity we did is mostly for little children.
I was falling asleep on the bus on the ride to school. I remembered I did not have my morning soda this morning. My dad doesn’t like me drinking morning sodas. I really don’t see the difference between a caffeinated soda and coffee; which I don’t like anyway. I had to go and buy and overpriced school one! >o<
Before Poli Sci I was thinking about my theater teacher she is not really taking control of her class. She is letting that guy do it. Then I remembered that was the problem with my memoir class. I’d like to complain about it, but not make it look bad for me. How would I go about doing something like that? That is my problem here.
In Poli Sci I didn’t write a story in there or attempt to. I did write something else though. He said the class is thinning out. Poli Sci is pretty boring or at least to me it is, so I guess a bunch of people dropped it. I told myself to exhibit more drive this semester towards the class. I need it to graduate. And well it’s my second try…
When she tells us to exhale with sound the sound I make sounds a lot like Tina Belcher’s groans. The activity was that she played music and you moved along with it. She played some music that sounded like dragon dance music. I was writing about Reading Rainbow. The episode when LeVar goes to Chinatown. Some of the music she played reminded me of stripping/stripper music. I was thinking about when Shirley said strippers told her they strip to Garbage music.
People were getting all into it jumping off furniture and stuff like that. I was not going injure myself for the sake of the class. Especially my knees and ankles. There is no elevator where I live so I need my knees and ankles to go up the stairs to my 2nd floor apartment. So I also had to be aware of the other people jumping off stuff to make sure they didn’t hurt me.
Then she started playing Irish music. Including “Waltzing Matilda”. The only reason I recognized this song was from watching an episode of World. I remembered the song is associated with Australia. I wrote down in the notes she made us take “I was thinking about World way too much LOL XD”
She played the James Bond theme. So I was thinking about Bond Girls. Because like nobody was portraying them they all wanted to be Bond or the bad guy. Too bad she didn’t play the Selecter’s ska version of it.
According to the teacher she just wants to be in that guy’s head. Um…ok? He just says like every random though that pops into his head. But when does one draw the line? Is it somewhere between crazy fun idea and batshit crazy?
She didn’t really seem to notice people doing the subtle things. If there is no audience who will watch anything!?
Some people were trusting other people to have them lift them above their head. I could see Erica Goldberg and Geoff from the Dirty Dancing episode. I remembered it didn’t end well. I could see Erica falling onto the table of food. I’m heavy, and I don’t know how strong this guy is anyway. He doesn’t look all buff like a pro wrestler type or anything. Of course at the end of the episode it works out because it’s a tv show. Me, I wasn’t taking any chances.
Of course if I had been wearing a costume it would have been a different story. Or when I’m at home with my dolls and stuff or writing my stories. Not crammed in a small-ish room with around 20 people with some of them have no personal space boundaries even if they are performing. I was seriously afraid of getting whacked in the face.
Since we did that I was not able to use what I had up my sleeve, but no worries I plan to use it next class.