In Which Things Pick Up

Since Cabaret, life has been nothing but Gozilla shows and assignments.

But after a week of boredom and low spirits, things picked up last night with Abby's birthday party.

We had a dance party in the theater after the show, and it mostly became a huge swing dance extravaganza. Also, since Abby had originally wanted to do a sidewalk chalk birthday party (?), my gift to her was bringing a lot of chalk and having everyone draw on the stage of the theater.

It was magical.

Afterward, she and I and a few other people went to Pancakes on the Rocks, because it can't be a great birthday without Pancakes on the Rocks.

There's not much to say, but I'm ranking last night in one of my top 10 Australia experiences.

Oh, and also, my friend Amy invited me along with her friends to go to the outback (Alice Springs). So the week after Dr. Horrible, I'll be on a road trip with them. That should be fun.

In Which MacMS Parties Are Just as Bad as DraMac Parties

Once more, the week has been filled with procrastination, rehearsals, and Cabaret shows.

Highlight of my week? Season finale of Lost, which was brilliant and made me feel good to be alive.

But this post isn't about that.

For the past few weeks, I've been filled with nothing but fear for the future. Once I get back to America, I don't have anything lined up. I don't know if I'll have a job. I don't know what I want to do after my senior year of college. Everyone I meet has their life figured out. It's scary. I just keep myself busy with plays and assignments to not focus on the long-term goals.

Tonight was the final night of Cabaret, and of course, a cast party was sure to follow. Abby and Andrew left it immediately, opting to watch a movie instead. I wanted to stay at the party because I thought I'd at least stand a chance this time.

I suck at parties. I've yet to make myself succeed. The drinking thing is always an issue, but I know the technique is to just have a good time with the people anyway. Except a lot of activities center around drinking or being drunk. I like talking to people, I do. But when I've spent the entire run of the show moping around, mostly talking with Abby and Andrew, I'm not going to start winning people over at a party. As I've said before, I've had a weird position in the play as "the guy who played all the minor roles." I wasn't a lead, I wasn't a dancer, and I wasn't in the band. I felt out of place throughout the entire run of the show.

I did connect with a few people, such as those I'd worked with previously, other Americans, and the few girls who originally shared my position. But at parties, I only feel comfortable around those I'm really close with. And they left.

After observing all of the drinking games (which eventually turned into all of the girls making out with each other and the lead guy "since there were no other guys at the party"), I decided to leave.

And I really think I blew a lot of chances tonight, since I don't know what I want, or don't know how to get what I want.

Sorry if this is incoherent. I'm very tired and not looking forward to the busy week ahead of me. Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to fix things.

In Which Life is a Cabaret

This past week hasn't been too exciting, hence the lack of updates.

Everyday was spent with me waiting for Cabaret rehearsal to roll around.

Every Cabaret rehearsal was spent with me waiting for it to be over.

I saw Star Trek the day it came out. It was good to see a movie to break up the funk I was in. Having not seen any Star Trek thing ever, I really liked the movie. Made me want to check out the original series.

The opening night of Cabaret was Friday. We had just gotten our pit band together, so it was a pretty rough run. However, that just inspired the cast to be amazing for Saturday night.

Friday was also Taylor's actual birthday. Actual birthdays are always nice.

On Saturday, we did some filming for another play I'm going to be in. I ran around a playground in a toga. At one point I got stuck. It hurt.

My internet's been really slow lately, hindering my communication with people immensely.

Hopefully I'll have more exciting stories in the future.

In Which John Gives Thumbs Up to a Stripper

Haven't updated since New Zealand, but here is basically what life has been like since then up until this epic weekend:

- Establishing the Thrill Seekers as a permanent group
- Not doing any homework due to due dates getting pushed back all the time
- Rehearsing for Cabaret
- Hanging out with the Moon Child and Blade
- Preparing for Sister Nightmare's birthday

Alright, this weekend!

On Friday, the casts of "The Dirty" and "Johnny the Sperm's Adventure in the Vajayjay" were taken to Kings Cross for a cast bonding experience. For details about the title of this blog please ask me.

On Saturday, we had to get up early, for the Thrill Seekers were going to the Blue Mountains. Or Blue Hash Browntains, since we ate hash browns for breakfast.

This was all part of Taylor's surprise 21st birthday. She was upset since her birthday is next week and that's when Cabaret opens, so we planned her a special, tiring day.

After seeing beautiful scenery and hiking for hours, we returned home for a nap while Abby and Andrew went to rehearsal. Taylor and I then saw "The Boat That Rocked." I thought it was a pretty swell movie.

Then Taylor and I returned to her place where SURPRISE! Everyone was waiting. I have never been on the "distraction committee" for a surprise party, but it was great fun spending the day with Taylor to ensure she had a great 21st.

Her roommates made two cakes, since the first one failed. I loved it. Imagine funfetti brownies. No one else liked it though, so I took the rest home.

Today I had Cabaret rehearsal all day. I'm excited to be the random guy onstage for the entire show.