St. Valentines Day

Today is Valentines Day and it came and went. I could really care less. To me, it's just been that day where my mom gives me chocolate and a card and maybe a school friend gives me a little card with my name on it. (Which actually happened today.)

For me, there has never been the date aspect to this holiday. Yes, maybe a boy gave me a bunch of chocolate once, but that was just one time and he may be mentally unstable. Yes, maybe I got a text from a boy with kind words, but maybe we are all mentally unstable.

Anyways, I have been watching way too much Gilmore Girls and reading way too much. Now that we're caught up...

I am good though. They play is thriving. I found out today that I am in more stuff then I thought... I don't know how I feel about this. I realized today that I am so not a theater kid. I hate the fact of just redoing a play that has been done so many times before! I want to create something to be in, not just pick it up and do it. And it's not like everything I do has to be made by me, but I would like to at least shake the writers hands or something. Oliver is so overdone and so unrelatable, but maybe that's the point of theater.

Whenever she tells us to do something, I want to make a funny joke about having to act like Amy Poehler and Tina Fey, but everyone else is so involved while I'm just there not fitting in. Commotion was so much different and so much more fun it hurts to even compare the two.

The only very wonderful part of my Valentines Day is that Jimmy and Sabrina finally got together on Raising Hope! I am still very happy, which is not at all surprising considering it's me...

Well, my boyfriend is 47 inches! ...and his name is My Television...

I'm hilarious... I know. I thought of that one myself and laughed, so I thought I would share. I hope you had a wonderful day, and I end with:

Nothing like 30 Rock references to brighten everyone's day, even if you don't understand them.

Oliver

Remember those auditions I told you about? Well, I got the part. I am shocked because the auditions went awful. It was not new Stephanie up there auditioning, it was old Stephanie who is bad at everything. I don't even know what happened. I guess it's just weird being out of the Commotion environment. And I never auditioned for anything before either. Anyways, you are now looking at (I hope you aren't actually looking at me) Old Sally! It's not a big part, but I didn't join it to act anyways.

I'm in a real play now. This is weird. If future Stephanie came up to me in August and said, "Hey, loser, guess what? In the near future you're going to be auditioning for a play! Can you believe it? Looking at you now I can't. Why are you getting up... Woah easy there! I am you from the future! Stop beating me! You're killing me! YOUR FUTURE IS OVER!" So, what you got out of this is two things. One: I would be shocked to have heard those words, and two: I would have killed future Stephanie because I would have thought I had gone mad.

I now know that I never want to audition for anything again. Being cast as a role is fine, but auditioning for one? Not so much. I think it also has to do with the fact that I am not good at picking roles for myself. I will stick with my initial plan: Write things and cast myself as the lead. It's foolproof.

Hey guess what! It's not my Christmas holidays! Two weeks of doing nothing and hating myself! I can't wait! It's so close to Christmas it's scary. I have big plans for tomorrow. I am going to clean my room because it's gotten awful. Tonight I will just watch TV and movies and eat because hell, I'm free.

Auditions

My audition is tomorrow for the musical Oliver being held at my school and I am freaking out because I am having a hard time learning my lines. I am trying out for two people, and the one I am fine with, but the other not so much. I have to memorize two scenes, one for each character.

I have never auditioned for anything before so I don't really know what to expect. Oh well, we will just see how this goes. I never thought in the history of my high school career that I would ever be auditioning for anything, let alone a play.

Oh Stephanie. Look what has become of you. How does one do a complete 180 but still stay relatively the same? I am the same because I started a new TV show and it's wonderful but also super scary. It's called American Horror Story. I'm only seven episodes in but I am kind of in love. The name is true to the show though. It is literally a horror show.

Maybe typing my lines out from memory will help:

Hello, Noah, I brought you a little bit of bacon left over from master's breakfast. Oliver! Shut the door!

And take them bits and your tea and go over there and eat them! Make haste because they'll want you to mend the shop. Do you hear?

Lor Noah. What a tease you are! Let the boy alone.

Ha ha ha, you are a one!

What's up?

What a horrid wretch! You ungrateful murderous, villain!

Dear, dear, she's going off again!

I don't know mother, maybe we should send for the Bow Street Runners.

Oliver - he's run off!

Fuck. Those weren't even right. There aren't even that many! I don't know what's going on. The gist of them are right, just not the proper wording. Blurgh. The old lady has more lines and I like her better.

I am going to go cry myself into a 30 Rock coma.