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10:30am - First School
You hear the name Saint Monica's, and you automatically assume a nice, religious image full of nice people. As our two mini-buses pulled up outside, it appeared to be a nice school. We jumped out, eager, and were shown to the reception. Here, there were mounted crosses and even a framed photograph of someone shaking hands with the pope! Then assisted to the theatre, all I could think was how easy this would be.
We expressed a lot of interest in our surroundings, and warmed up, no-one was missing, it seemed to be going near perfect. Then we were told to go to the toilet if we needed it. Two mates and I went in one that positively reeked of pot. We got a lot of funny looks on the corridor trip back. But we weren't allowed back in to the theatre the way we left. We had to cut through the canteen. As We're walking through, I can't help but notice three guys giving evils.
"F***ing look at 'em. F***ing pr!cks!" could be heard, but I thought nothing of it.
"F***ing look at 'em in their f***ing scruffy, black shoes. F***ing scrubbers." My mates left me, but I wasn't standing for it. Automatic reaction, I turned around and went:
"You f***ing what, mate!?" We stared at each other. I couldn't hit him, I'd be thrown off the course, but he wouldn't come and hit me. I went back to the theatre.
Once we were performing, it seemed okay, but I could hear sniggers. A girl named Jaynie said her line, "Is my hair really that frizzy?" to which someone shouted back:
"Yeah, it is."
Then Jade, the largest member of the group stepped forward and delivered her bit. She bullies a girl who claims not to have eaten her sweets. As the bullied girl shouted "I never ate them," a wise-ass could be heard saying:
"No, but she did."
It was still a good performance, though, and we got back in the mini-buses. Neither would start for atleast fifteen minutes. We then discovered that some cocky b@st@rds had unplugged our fuel cables.
1:00pm - Second School
A great audience but a wooden performance, people kept slipping up, and we got such a rollocking afterwards.
I shall post each day's performances in this thread for the next two weeks.
You hear the name Saint Monica's, and you automatically assume a nice, religious image full of nice people. As our two mini-buses pulled up outside, it appeared to be a nice school. We jumped out, eager, and were shown to the reception. Here, there were mounted crosses and even a framed photograph of someone shaking hands with the pope! Then assisted to the theatre, all I could think was how easy this would be.
We expressed a lot of interest in our surroundings, and warmed up, no-one was missing, it seemed to be going near perfect. Then we were told to go to the toilet if we needed it. Two mates and I went in one that positively reeked of pot. We got a lot of funny looks on the corridor trip back. But we weren't allowed back in to the theatre the way we left. We had to cut through the canteen. As We're walking through, I can't help but notice three guys giving evils.
"F***ing look at 'em. F***ing pr!cks!" could be heard, but I thought nothing of it.
"F***ing look at 'em in their f***ing scruffy, black shoes. F***ing scrubbers." My mates left me, but I wasn't standing for it. Automatic reaction, I turned around and went:
"You f***ing what, mate!?" We stared at each other. I couldn't hit him, I'd be thrown off the course, but he wouldn't come and hit me. I went back to the theatre.
Once we were performing, it seemed okay, but I could hear sniggers. A girl named Jaynie said her line, "Is my hair really that frizzy?" to which someone shouted back:
"Yeah, it is."
Then Jade, the largest member of the group stepped forward and delivered her bit. She bullies a girl who claims not to have eaten her sweets. As the bullied girl shouted "I never ate them," a wise-ass could be heard saying:
"No, but she did."
It was still a good performance, though, and we got back in the mini-buses. Neither would start for atleast fifteen minutes. We then discovered that some cocky b@st@rds had unplugged our fuel cables.
1:00pm - Second School
A great audience but a wooden performance, people kept slipping up, and we got such a rollocking afterwards.
I shall post each day's performances in this thread for the next two weeks.
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You can do better than that
She was probably just wondering what the Losers Club was doing in her school.
Where to next?
Where to next?
Oh... and a girl checked me out.
Day Seven
9:00am - 10th Performance So Far
Back at Derby High School today. We didn't have to stand at the back this time. It was a really good performance. The end.
1:30pm - 11th Performance So Far
Tottington High School was okay, except for the mental-institution feel. We walked in, and we were almost straight in the theatre. People fell over a couple of times, and there was alot of add-libbing. But it was hilarious and went down a hit with the audience. It was my best performance so far, I reckon.
We returned to the mini buses to find that they'd done a Saint Monica's, and tampered with our fuel cut-off.
9:00am - 10th Performance So Far
Back at Derby High School today. We didn't have to stand at the back this time. It was a really good performance. The end.
1:30pm - 11th Performance So Far
Tottington High School was okay, except for the mental-institution feel. We walked in, and we were almost straight in the theatre. People fell over a couple of times, and there was alot of add-libbing. But it was hilarious and went down a hit with the audience. It was my best performance so far, I reckon.
We returned to the mini buses to find that they'd done a Saint Monica's, and tampered with our fuel cut-off.
Forgiven.
The Hibernator wrote:
> And Aoe, do I sense sarcasm?
Hm. Pathetic. But not entirely stupid.
sorry
> And Aoe, do I sense sarcasm?
Hm. Pathetic. But not entirely stupid.
sorry
I'll be going to theatre school after college, me thinks. Right now, I'm in just an ordinary college.
And Aoe, do I sense sarcasm?
And Aoe, do I sense sarcasm?
The Hibernator wrote:
> Elton High School had the same atmosphere as Derby. Only instead of a
> quiet audience who were too shy to ask questions, we got a bunch of
> bullies. Words like "GEEK!" and even "W**ker!" could be heard.
Oh dear lord!
It must have been terrible. Absolutely terrible. What with all those big scary bullies calling you names :-(
> Elton High School had the same atmosphere as Derby. Only instead of a
> quiet audience who were too shy to ask questions, we got a bunch of
> bullies. Words like "GEEK!" and even "W**ker!" could be heard.
Oh dear lord!
It must have been terrible. Absolutely terrible. What with all those big scary bullies calling you names :-(
The Hibernator wrote:
> I'm 18 years old and in COLLEGE. Not school. And I don't do a written
> exam for my final, I just have to star in a final major production.
Do you go to Theatre School?
> I'm 18 years old and in COLLEGE. Not school. And I don't do a written
> exam for my final, I just have to star in a final major production.
Do you go to Theatre School?
I'm 18 years old and in COLLEGE. Not school. And I don't do a written exam for my final, I just have to star in a final major production.
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