I really wish I worked some place where I was allowed to go in each day completely different than the day previous. Dramatic blonde, really long auburn, short choppy brown, piercings, no piercings, make up, none…
There is such a thrill in acting. Why does it have to end on the stage?
I would have much rather sported an eyebrow piercing but that’s significantly harder to fake.
Sometimes I wonder what Jei and I saw in each other two years ago, as it seems sometimes we don’t have a lot in common, but then there’s a night like last night, where we completely understand each other and seem to go to a place we’ve never gone before- but together.
None of this is making sense but it doesn’t matter.
I love this boy.
Riley and I have always been pretty close, “the pard” never seen apart practically through most of high school. Some over reactive parents even went as far as to dub us a cult. Part of that is because Boozy, Kiki, and Riley always wore bandanas around their foreheads. But we weren’t a cult. We were just really, really good friends. In fact, I can’t remember much drama ever between the pard. Anyway, it was definitely a buzz around the school when Riley and I snagged the parts for Romeo and Juliet in the fall of my junior year. Not only was a freshman playing Romeo, which was unheard of, but two best friends were playing two of the leading rolls. Riley and I both received a hard time from fellow classmates, but the cemistry (and talent, if I dare say so) between us was undeniable. The redition of the play was extremely innovative and the director, who Riley and I are still very close with, brought the play into a great success for the school. It was fresh, unique, and a lively twist on a potentially dead play for a high school. And by that last statement I mean most people wouldn’t understand what the hell was going on. Hell, half the actors wouldn’t have known was was going on if Guy hadn’t forced everyone to translate their lines into commonly understood language so we could understand the play. His for day “revival” of Shakespeare offered a better understanding of the play any of us received in any of our literature classes that spent four weeks on it. But when the curtain went up, people laughed, people gasped, and people cried. They understood. It was a wonderful experience, to say the least. Riley and I went to our junior prom together as well, and as it was right after the play, everyone would coo and say, “Aww, Romeo and Juliet. How cute!”
We seriously never heard the end of it. Quite frequently parents of friends or acquaintances from school would say- Oh, you’re Romeo and Juliet! In fact, I knew one individual who actually believed those were our names. Yes, that’s us. Forever and always.
