So it’s been a month since I updated this thing, and I feel without Cvetich constantly nagging at me to hand something in for marks each month I do sometimes fall behind. I feel bad about this every now and then, because as my loyal readers, I should be loyal to you. So let’s do an update.
I’m in a show, a play actually, I wish I was on TV but that’s still a little further down the road in my future. And It’s with a professional theatre company out where I live. I’m performing with many other talented youths who range in age 8 – 21. I must say its a little weird being one of the older kids for once, it defiantly makes flirting with cast mates harder, seeing as they’re all basically fifteen. But other than not really being able to “Get my Flirtface on” we are busy at work perfecting our modern-day version of Oscar Wilde’s An Ideal Husband. Now Modern really isn’t the right word I suppose, we aren’t changing any of the words or having Chevley be the harlot that she secretly is. But we are taking the play in our own little direction which should turn out quite nice in the end.
What else is going on you ask, well Canadian Thanksgiving has just passed us by and spending and absurd amount of time with my family is just the way I like to spend my holidays, well with Family and the hordes of pie each of them brings to the dinner, I mean really – FIVE Pumpkin Pies? But other than that there’s not much to complain about. Aside from the fact that my mother was unable to be at dinner with us for the whole weekend, and has been absent from my life for the whole week. She is at the Hospital in London with her own mother – my Grandma – who was rushed there from Owen Sound after a large tumor was discovered in her brain. My mother is keeping my grandfather company as they wait for my grandmother to recover in the ICU. But I know everything will turn out fine and that my grandma will be back to her old self if not better, because it’s still October, and 2012 hasn’t started which means my death quota is still overfull and can’t handle a single drop more of sadness.
I really wish I could end this off on a happy note, who knows maybe I can, let me think for a minute… let me think…. Doo doo doo do do do doo doo… dooo doo doo doo do do do do do do * .. got it, I recently dropped my english course and without any previous experience I got into a Grade 12 highest level Vocals Class. Hopefully this will improve my singing which I find dreadful and my friends find lovely… But it will help me out a lot.. I mean I have a great range, it’s just to shape that range it a beautiful home… on the… range. ;)