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Audition, Exciting Philosophy Class and... Raving Schitzophrenic???
Posted by Ashleigh
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Wow, what an unusual day. I went from neutral to bored, to entertained, to bored again, to anxious, to relieved, to angry all in one day! Talk about bi-polar tendencies. For the record, I'm nowhere close to being bi-polar. I just went through some crazy mood swings today. Anyway, I shall explain this seemingly vague and random introduction.
Hmmm... well, neutral was when I woke up this morning and got ready for school. I don't mind Mondays even though most people hate them. I like school so generally I like Mondays. I was a little irritated that it was week two instead of week one which meant I didn't have vocal class first period. I like having vocal class first period, because it's not really all that demanding and singing first thing in the morning really refreshes me for the rest of the day. That was all pretty much neutral. I bickered with my best friend T. J a little bit, but I do that every day so it wasn't anything all that unusual or aggravating.
Boredom set in when I went to philosophy class. I hate philosophy class and I wasn't going to go but then T. J got mad and told me to go to philosophy so I did. I don't know why he's suddenly being such a good role-model all of a sudden. It used to be the other way around and he would want to skip class with me but I would force him to go to class and get angry if he didn't go. Now he's the one who's telling me to go to class and he gets mad when I don't. Go figure.
Anyway, I was glad T. J made me go to philosophy today, because it was in philosophy that I was entertained. Who would have thought that philosophy could actually be entertaining? The lesson started off incredibly dull and dry as usual, when all of a sudden, Mr. Perron's attention was drawn to a guy in my class named Evan. He's a nice enough guy, really but incredibly immature and can do really stupid things sometimes... like today, for instance. Apparently, he was trying to break some record for chewing the most pieces of gum. He had five packs (not pieces... packs!) of gum in his mouth so far and he couldn't even move his jaw or talk anymore. Mr. Perron looked positively revolted and the whole class was laughing hysterically. After a few more minutes of Mr. Perron trying to ignore Evan and continue the lesson, but failing because everyone was distracted by him, he asked Evan to spit out the gum. Being Evan, he calmly walks out and walks back in within mere seconds even though our class is in a portable and it takes a good ten minutes to get to the bathrooms in the school and back. This is how the following conversation went:
Mr. Perron: Evan, where did you put the gum?
Evan: On Stephanie's car.
Stephanie: [laughing] Yeah? You know you're cleaning that up later, right? [stands up to look out the window] Uhhh... Evan, that's not my car.
Evan: [eyes wide] It's not?
Stephanie: [laughing] No.
Evan: SHIT!
At this point, Evan leaps out of his chair, bolts out of the door in the middle of class, catapaults himself over the wheelchair ramp and snatches the wad of gum off the hood of the car before the owner comes out and sees it. By now, the class is in hysterical fits of laughter and it took Mr. Perron a good ten minutes to calm the class down again. This happened in a Grade 12 University Level Philosophy course with a bunch of 17 and 18 year olds... which just goes to show how mature we are.
Now after this, I was bored again but not for long! Good ol' Lisa decided she would keep the entertainment going. As usual, she wasn't paying attention and was talking to her friend beside her. Mr. Perron asked her to leave and this is how that conversation went:
Mr. Perron: Lisa, please leave the class.
Lisa: [excited] I get to leave?
Mr. Perron: I will be marking you absent, though. Now please leave the class.
Lisa: What the hell? This is bullshit!
Mr. Perron: Lisa, I won't ask you again. Please pack your things and go to the office.
Lisa: You f****** shit! I'm gonna f****** kick your ass!
Mr. Perron: [calmly] Go for it.
Now if you know Mr. Perron, you'd know that him saying that is so uncharacteristic that it's funny. Almost every student in the class was in awe of him. I think I have a newfound respect for the man now. Not that I didn't respect him before. It's just been heightened now after him being so freaking awesome!
From there the rest of the class was boring and after that it was English. English wasn't so bad. I managed to finish chapter eight of my creative component for my big project. The time I became anxious was when the end of the school day came and it was time for my audition. My audition wasn't until 4:47pm and it was 3:10pm. I had nearly two hours to be nervous and build the suspense. I ended up practising my monologue for a few people and they all really liked it. Then I talked with Chris for a while until it was my turn. The only light in the room was a single spotlight on me and it was so intimidating! Mr. Fetterley had me do my monologue and stopped me half-way through. Apparently, he does that to everyone so I shouldn't worry about it. Then he gave me two improv situations which I think I handled fairly well and then he asked me to sing. I ended up singing "The First Noel" in Pachebal's Canon and when I talked to Chris afterwards, he said that asking me to sing was a really good sign. I don't think I picked a good song, though but it was the first thing that came to my head since I'm learning it in vocal class. I guess now it's just a waiting game to see if I was good enough to land a part.
Now obviously finishing the audition was when I was relieved but the anger didn't set in until I got home and got on the computer. Remember that schitzophrenic whack-job I was telling you about before? Well, even though I ended up forgiving him after he apologized and giving him a second chance like any good, caring person would do, he decided to use my kindness to try and destroy my life even further! I was shocked to discover when I went on my friend Maggie's profile on the website, he had posted a comment there saying that I told him to tell her she was a bitch and that I hated her! Obviously, I never said any such thing and it was just his low, pathetic, childish way of trying to personally hurt me since he knows that bashing my religion won't waver my faith and beliefs. Needless to say, he's blocked and I'm making it my personal mission to get him permanently banned from the site for his atrocity. What kind of pathetic low-life would go out of their way to harrass someone's friends and ruin their relationships just because they're not Christian? What a slimy sicko! Don't worry all you Christians out there. I know not all of you are like that and it's freaks like him who give all you normal Christians a bad name.
Anyway, that is my day from beginning to... well, approximately now. See ya!
Hmmm... well, neutral was when I woke up this morning and got ready for school. I don't mind Mondays even though most people hate them. I like school so generally I like Mondays. I was a little irritated that it was week two instead of week one which meant I didn't have vocal class first period. I like having vocal class first period, because it's not really all that demanding and singing first thing in the morning really refreshes me for the rest of the day. That was all pretty much neutral. I bickered with my best friend T. J a little bit, but I do that every day so it wasn't anything all that unusual or aggravating.
Boredom set in when I went to philosophy class. I hate philosophy class and I wasn't going to go but then T. J got mad and told me to go to philosophy so I did. I don't know why he's suddenly being such a good role-model all of a sudden. It used to be the other way around and he would want to skip class with me but I would force him to go to class and get angry if he didn't go. Now he's the one who's telling me to go to class and he gets mad when I don't. Go figure.
Anyway, I was glad T. J made me go to philosophy today, because it was in philosophy that I was entertained. Who would have thought that philosophy could actually be entertaining? The lesson started off incredibly dull and dry as usual, when all of a sudden, Mr. Perron's attention was drawn to a guy in my class named Evan. He's a nice enough guy, really but incredibly immature and can do really stupid things sometimes... like today, for instance. Apparently, he was trying to break some record for chewing the most pieces of gum. He had five packs (not pieces... packs!) of gum in his mouth so far and he couldn't even move his jaw or talk anymore. Mr. Perron looked positively revolted and the whole class was laughing hysterically. After a few more minutes of Mr. Perron trying to ignore Evan and continue the lesson, but failing because everyone was distracted by him, he asked Evan to spit out the gum. Being Evan, he calmly walks out and walks back in within mere seconds even though our class is in a portable and it takes a good ten minutes to get to the bathrooms in the school and back. This is how the following conversation went:
Mr. Perron: Evan, where did you put the gum?
Evan: On Stephanie's car.
Stephanie: [laughing] Yeah? You know you're cleaning that up later, right? [stands up to look out the window] Uhhh... Evan, that's not my car.
Evan: [eyes wide] It's not?
Stephanie: [laughing] No.
Evan: SHIT!
At this point, Evan leaps out of his chair, bolts out of the door in the middle of class, catapaults himself over the wheelchair ramp and snatches the wad of gum off the hood of the car before the owner comes out and sees it. By now, the class is in hysterical fits of laughter and it took Mr. Perron a good ten minutes to calm the class down again. This happened in a Grade 12 University Level Philosophy course with a bunch of 17 and 18 year olds... which just goes to show how mature we are.
Now after this, I was bored again but not for long! Good ol' Lisa decided she would keep the entertainment going. As usual, she wasn't paying attention and was talking to her friend beside her. Mr. Perron asked her to leave and this is how that conversation went:
Mr. Perron: Lisa, please leave the class.
Lisa: [excited] I get to leave?
Mr. Perron: I will be marking you absent, though. Now please leave the class.
Lisa: What the hell? This is bullshit!
Mr. Perron: Lisa, I won't ask you again. Please pack your things and go to the office.
Lisa: You f****** shit! I'm gonna f****** kick your ass!
Mr. Perron: [calmly] Go for it.
Now if you know Mr. Perron, you'd know that him saying that is so uncharacteristic that it's funny. Almost every student in the class was in awe of him. I think I have a newfound respect for the man now. Not that I didn't respect him before. It's just been heightened now after him being so freaking awesome!
From there the rest of the class was boring and after that it was English. English wasn't so bad. I managed to finish chapter eight of my creative component for my big project. The time I became anxious was when the end of the school day came and it was time for my audition. My audition wasn't until 4:47pm and it was 3:10pm. I had nearly two hours to be nervous and build the suspense. I ended up practising my monologue for a few people and they all really liked it. Then I talked with Chris for a while until it was my turn. The only light in the room was a single spotlight on me and it was so intimidating! Mr. Fetterley had me do my monologue and stopped me half-way through. Apparently, he does that to everyone so I shouldn't worry about it. Then he gave me two improv situations which I think I handled fairly well and then he asked me to sing. I ended up singing "The First Noel" in Pachebal's Canon and when I talked to Chris afterwards, he said that asking me to sing was a really good sign. I don't think I picked a good song, though but it was the first thing that came to my head since I'm learning it in vocal class. I guess now it's just a waiting game to see if I was good enough to land a part.
Now obviously finishing the audition was when I was relieved but the anger didn't set in until I got home and got on the computer. Remember that schitzophrenic whack-job I was telling you about before? Well, even though I ended up forgiving him after he apologized and giving him a second chance like any good, caring person would do, he decided to use my kindness to try and destroy my life even further! I was shocked to discover when I went on my friend Maggie's profile on the website, he had posted a comment there saying that I told him to tell her she was a bitch and that I hated her! Obviously, I never said any such thing and it was just his low, pathetic, childish way of trying to personally hurt me since he knows that bashing my religion won't waver my faith and beliefs. Needless to say, he's blocked and I'm making it my personal mission to get him permanently banned from the site for his atrocity. What kind of pathetic low-life would go out of their way to harrass someone's friends and ruin their relationships just because they're not Christian? What a slimy sicko! Don't worry all you Christians out there. I know not all of you are like that and it's freaks like him who give all you normal Christians a bad name.
Anyway, that is my day from beginning to... well, approximately now. See ya!