~DefyingArt

So it's been a month and a day since my last journal entry...I wonder if anyone really reads this?

Anyways where to start?

Well one of of my dreams came true, I got to see WICKED! And let me tell you, how I found out I was going, actually seeing it...nothing short of amazing.

How it all began

Anyone who knows me, knows that there was quite a bit of drama going on between my school's band and drama group (figures), the band director wanted to invite the drama group with them to see Wicked, and the band threw a fit...:/

It was decided a few days later that the drama could come too, and I thought I was included, I helped design and create and sets for the musicals, and it said something about being involved with drama on my transcript...well it turns out the band director didn't think so. Working my ass off for 3 year went unnoticed. So I said screw it and didn't do scenery and stage crew this year.

After awhile I got over the fact I couldn't go this time around. I still felt bitter about the whole thing though...who wouldn't? Later I completely forgot about everybody going until the tee-shirts, the book, and other merchandise starting popping up ( the band kids were quizzed on the novel and got merchandise from the show as a prize) I wanted to take one of those cute flying monkeys and throw it out the window! I was also slightly amused that someone got a defective monkey...it's leg was sewn on backwards!

The day came when everyone was suppose to go, and me being the glutton for punishment attempted to listen to the soundtrack..which led to me hoping the Defying Gravity machine would break. When I got back to my regular school, my art teacher gave me a hug, and asked how I was...she felt pretty bad about the whole thing.

Here is where it gets interesting. I come into photography the next day and the soundtrack is BLARING, so I'm like WTF...trying to add insult to injury. So I decide to get straight to work, as I go up to get glue..As Long As You're Mine begins to play so I start singing along. Mrs.D (art teacher/photography ) grabs me and starts dancing with me, and singing it...I thought she lost it slightly.
So I go back to my collage and I'm there "diligently" working.

At some point I decide to look up and I notice that Mrs.D and Mrs.A (gym teacher) come into the room wearing witches hats and chesire cat grins....I was like WTF...OK THEY'VE LOST IT. Both of them take a seat next to me, and Mrs.D goes...guess whose coming with us to see Wicked?! I just sorta died...my brain turned to mush, the came back to life, thoughts racing at the speed of light.

Sunday we went together to see it...it didn't fully hit me until I saw the Time Clock Dragon for the first time...I cried. In fact I cried quite a few times that day. Most of it's a blur, but the one thing I can bring back is the feeling of joy. Joy at finally seeing it, and joy at what two people did for me. It boggles me that they went out of the way to get me a ticket. I already gave Mrs.A a thank you gift, and I'm in the process of giving Mrs.D one...I don't know if they are ever going to realize how much it meant to me, and how grateful I am.

On to the less sappy stuff
I am officially done with high school, and I graduate in the next 8 days...scary right?

I have a set a goal for myself of doing something artistic everyday. I need to make time for art, I know I won't be able to update my gallery everyday, but I will be trying to be more frequent with it.

So far I have two "assignments" for myself

"The Kiss"-A picture that is infamous in Grobania...and I'm going to do a pencil version.

Something based on the song Stolen Car (Take Me Dancing) by Sting.