Someone in the cast had a family emergency. Someone whom I adore and love. Several people understudy different parts of his track. And I swing for someone who had to step in for him during Be Our Guest. . . therefore ladies and gents I had to step into the role of Napkin for Be our Guest. I can’t tell you what I was feeling. It wasn’t excitement or nervousness. I was very calm. I had never even tried on my costume so the fact that it was “on its way” was a bit nerve racking, and then it didn’t arrive till after curtain went up (it got there about 20-25 minutes before I needed to go on) so once it was there I had a few practice turns in it – that material is HEAVY and it really meant if I wanted to stop turning I had to dig my landing and tighten up the abs and ass. Everyone says I did great, it was really fun, it didn’t feel real, …it was really fun.
The next day another girl was out with a family emergency. i swing for her in the entire show. SO – yes, i was a villager and the cheese grater. It was hysterical and fun and everyone backstage and onstage was helpful in getting me to the exact place I needed to be.
And then there was yesterday. People are getting sick left and right, myself included and yesterday we had the understudys for Lefou and Gaston go on – which meant through a few shifts that I would need to go on for “Kill the beast” and when the villagers storm the castle. So there I was at a put-in rehearsal (put-in, where people that need to be placed in the number are placed and get to run it) shivering with 3 layers on a scarf and beanie and a fever and just glad I didn’ have to be a napkin – when the stage manager and assistant choreographer come to me and say thank you aiyani, but we’re sending you home. A part of me was relieved, a bigger part was starting to cry and I held back the tears until I was up the stairs. Then Cleveland came over to me (you don’t who cleveland is yet do you?. . . I’ll tell you later) and asked if I was ok of course the answer was no and I started to cry and he just hugged me and kissed my forehead and said it was better that I got some rest and he would call me later. Then Christine and Matt were backstage (both classmates, ones a dresser – helps all girls with their costumes, matt is a male swing) and I just lost it infront of them. I was bawling my eyes out crying because I was letting so many people down and I didn’t get to go on and I felt horrible and they just hugged me and tried to make me feel better. They were so possitive, they were wonderful and made me feel a bit better.
I got home, had some soup and downed some nyquil in hopes that it would help. It did, at least a little. I still missed my theatre history class this morning – which I was later told was cancelled anyways, so that’s good for me. . . and soon I’m off to the theatre just to make sure they don’t need me.
I have tons of homework, at least thats what it feels like. I need to choreograph a movement piece to the poem I chose (thanks to Joel I have a WONDERFUL piece to work with) and I putting it to the theme of Armageddon (sp?) I have to write a critical paper for history, a paper for professionalism, memorize a scene, memorize a monologue and assignment 4 for text. I guess its a good think I like typing and can do it well.
I’m (hopefully) going to Utah to visit husband (Antoan) for new years, it will be nice to see the best friend and. . . yah – 22 shopping days, I love wish list on amazon.com