Aftermath

Late last night, I wrote a blog entry "The Average Mind Part II." If you are reading this, and you haven't read that entry, its only one scroll below this entry. Lazy!
It is not even three (3) hours after the end of my first performance. I have to say, jumping up and down clapping like a lunatic (as is required of me in the play--go figure) in front of 650 people could be so easy. If you haven't tried it yet, I recommend it. It's really an experience.
Now, after two hours of vigorous dancing, singing myself hoarse, and much sweating--it's really hot back there. I am tired, even exhausted, but I know that, when I go to bed, I won't sleep a wink.
All in all. this weekend was really good. Friday was a snow day (no complaints there!), Saturday was uneventful and restful, as it should be (again, no complaints!), and today, was the play. The only part I wish never happened was the makeup. For crying out loud, why the bliddy hell do we have to wear makeup. When asking this, the answer was quite simple: to be able to see facial expressions, and facial components (mouth, nose eyes--thank G-d not the ears too!) What strikes me as insane is that there are people--news anchors, actors, etc. that have to endure this torture every day. How they endure such extensive brain damage is truly beyond me--but who am I, a naive little twerp, to question the ways of the world?
Ah, yes well, it was a successful performance, as all the tickets were sold out before the play. My family got let in because of me. Yes, I know, I'm special. And we truly did break a leg. And an arm. And we were lucky; we broke our necks too! Ha ha ha....

The Average Mind Part II

There is a saying: "If you need something done, let a busy man do it." Until now, I never understood what this meant. If a man is busy, how can he have time to do what you want him to? Now, I understand what this means.
My karate instructor, Robert Cizma, said this after my red belt testing two weeks ago. Now, the night before my first High School Musical performance of two (the second being this Tuesday night,) and my Bar Mitzvah drawing ever nearer, I find myself busier than ever, with absolutely no leisure time. Well, ok, I get some, but, I could use some more. What happened before Sunday rehersals for the play, karate was a mere hobby, a simple something for me to do every Sunday evening. However, for some unfathomable reason, I have become much more serious, to the point where I think my adreneline has actually in use.
Now, the night before the performance, I understand. Kinda like "You learn something new everyday." My father says the worst curse you can give someone is that they should not be busy. I guess this is true.
Now, all I have to do is break a leg tomorrow at the play. And an arm. Maybe a neck too, if I am lucky. Ha ha ha, I know, I am going to be a great comedian when I grow up.

Snow

Snow, Snow,
Falling, so gracefully,
Lingering before it falls,
With its sweet, sightly calls.
Peacefully, yet joyfully,
Snow, Snow.

Snow, Snow,
Creating a covering,
Like a big white blanket,
Upon a king.
Oh, how great!
Creating a magnificent,
White cape.
Snow, Snow.

Snow, Snow,
Oh, how lovely are you,
Finer, than morning's first dew.
The first sign of winter,
Is a sign that you always hinder.
Oh, so great,
Snow, Snow