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Today was one of those days just entirely filled with uckiness. Last night I didn’t get to bed until 2am because of homework, the election, friends volleyball game, work, IMing a couple peeps, and just didn’t feel like it much. So this morning I was uber tired and was falling asleep in my 8:30 math class. I tried my hardest to stay awake, but an uninteresting subject and lack of participation by students means that my inactivity lends to drowsiness. After that was chapel break, normally I would go on a wednesday, but due to my drowsiness I figured it might be extremely beneficial to get a bit more rest. So I did get a bit of a nap, but rest isn’t very restful after an unfavorable election. Obama’s victory last night was something I’ve been expecting for a long time, but it still displeased me greatly. Anyway after a bit of a nap I had three more classes. We really didn’t talk about very many interesting things (except I guess WWI was alright), well I suppose neat things were covered but I just wasn’t in the mood to participate in things even an election discussion in GS. Anyway, I had a break after that which was filled with lunch, a nap (very needed), homework, and supper.
Now comes the part that most recently made today a bad day. Earlier this year I applied for, and was given a job to do sound for the theatre department. Then about three weeks ago I was finally invited to their rehearsals of the musical Kiss Me Kate. It seemed quite annoying that they waited so long before letting me in on anything. I was shown how to operate the soundboard, but certainly not very well. The guy that’s run it in the past is a senior and the theater directer kinda forced him to do a role this year (although it’s small he mostly does stage work). It seems like everybody in the theater department is so. . . I dunno, almost elite. They either expect me to know how to do everything even if they didn’t show me what/how to do it, or they just do things themselves without letting newbies that can/should be doing it know how. One of the girls in my GS class is an extra and on Monday she was saying that joining the play was the worst decision she’s made this year since she apparently hasn’t learned anything and has to spend mountains of time doing nothing. Anyway, last week I finally got to do sound and there was piano accompaniment to the singing. This week the orchestra joined, and that makes doing sound quite a bit more important/difficult. Anyway yesterday night (which they didn’t tell me when practice was, it’s lucky I sat with someone who’s in it before it started) was definitely an exhibition of murphy’s law, as was tonight. One of the lead role’s mic went in and out and was just entirely retarded, so tonight we switched her with another mic which then made a bunch of other people have to switch and I was pretty much just guessing which ones to use. What really, really annoys me is when the actors don’t have their mics on and I get blamed for it. And on one of the songs their was huge amount of feedback from the mics making a high, humming sound that I still haven’t been taught how to fix. By the way the sound booth is at the way back above everything near the balcony in a room that is brick and just has a window out to the auditorium, it’s terrible for it’s assigned job. Anyway, pretty much everything went wrong tonight for it, I missed my queues maybe twice, but the actors made my job so difficult, why don’t they turn their mics on!?! Sure I wasn’t perfect tonight, but most of the goofs weren’t my fault even though the theater director lady was blaming me for it, not really harshly but still. Anyway, it’s not that I hate doing the sound, but at this point I’m not really enjoying it. There’s a preview tomorrow night and performances this weekend and next and apparently it’s only the sound that really messes up. Anywho (you’re probably sick of me saying “anyway”), I just don’t feel any too great right now about anything. At least I’ve got the King O’ Kings on my side.
Yes indeed “at least I’ve got the King O’kings on my side”. That’s what really matters.