its been a really hard few days. its been really stressful and i haven't had the energy or time to keep this up. but now i'm back on a fixed schedule of 4-midnight so i'll prolly be able to get back at it.
wednesday/thursday were living hell for me. i got in so much trouble for not really doing anything. the director of our show slash head choreographer for the company was in our rehearsal helping the new choreographer set some things. i went to rehearsal very quiet and inward, just the mood i was in. he started teaching us some stuff and i got frustrated cause he's stuff is really awkward so it was frustrating me. that in combination with me being quiet and inward apparently resulted in a VERY offensive vibe towards him. i didn't know. i asked another teacher for help with one step and that pissed the head guy off and he left the room. he went into casting and told the lady in charge that he never wanted to see me again and has never been so disrespected in his life. keep in mind, this is the short brief version. she came to me later and sat me down and asked me what was going on. i was clueless and then she informed me of everything. said that everybody is talking about my weight, and the head guy is done with me. this went on for a while. anyways, skipping forward... went up to him the next morning to apologize for my "behavior" and told him i never meant any disrespect or anything. he said "when i'm in the room its all eyes on me. and you didn't give me that". i was floored, where in my contract did it say that??? whatever, i let him tell me what i did wrong and kept apologizing and then he said i was fine. we did a run for all the company and head honchos from seattle and they loved the new show. all they said about me was to keep my hair outta my eyes.
its been really hard with all this weight SHIT and drama for no reason. we started a new show yesterday, friday, and its gonna be really really fun. its all 50's and 60's music, like a jukebox. its lots of tricks and tumbling and period dancing. its so fun so far. and i deposited a few pay checks so hopefully all that bank drama will be settled. mom, i get paid again friday so then you can pay sprint....i think.
love you all, i'm sick and full of mucus. its pretty hot.
bye
3.31.2007
3.28.2007
slightly irritated, tuesday march 27
so.....i hate kai. and so do lots of people. don't argue with me when all i'm doing is asking a question. grow up and be a teacher, not a BITCH.
this choreo is hard, i haven't been pushed like this in a long long time
my heel hurts
i really like mashawn, he's the other guy dancer, he laughs at me and makes me feel appreciated. he's real good too.
i'm fat
but i love myself
i'm really not fat, just juicy
i'd like some more money please.
the end
this choreo is hard, i haven't been pushed like this in a long long time
my heel hurts
i really like mashawn, he's the other guy dancer, he laughs at me and makes me feel appreciated. he's real good too.
i'm fat
but i love myself
i'm really not fat, just juicy
i'd like some more money please.
the end
3.27.2007
sorry ya'll
so the internet sucks and i haven't had time to go to panera to get service. i'll sum up my past few days and weekend as fast and as interesting as possible
rehearsal for a few days
saturday we went to las vegas to see the Barry Manilow show. holy hell i didn't realize i was such a fan of his. i knew almost all his songs and then he covered a lot of songs from the 60's and 70's that i knew and loved. i'm jumping ahead. we left LA on a tour bus at 10 am and we were kinda drunk by 12. we were playing catch phrase, coloring, and watching dreamgirls direct from Hong Kong. wow. we got to vegas and me shaunacy and jess went out for a little bit and went to the venetian. saw a little puppet show, 4 weddings, and had dinner with paris hilton at Tao. just kidding. i hate her. yeah, so that was fun. came back to to SUITE and get ready for the free buffet and wine. the food was awful but the wine slash beer was nice. got to barry, tanked, but not messy and had a freakin blast. we were in the 3rd row right in the middle. who knew plastic and make-up could make a rockstar rock like that. he was so cool. the whole audience was crying when he sang Somewhere Down The Road. the first line is "we had the right love at the wrong time" talk about KILLER. we recovered and screamed and yelled the rest of the show. he kinda looks like a rat. but nice. i know this because WE MET HIM AFTER THE SHOW. he's so nice. i wanted to call my mom and dad but it was late in texas so i refrained. i got lots of pics though so thats cool. we had some time after the show to kill so we gambled, i made 60 bucks, and then we got on the bus to go home around 1am. around 5am we got back to la and it was time to sleep.
sunday was my day off
today, monday, march 26th we had rehearsal and i severely injured my left achillies. i'm talkin leg went out, searing pain, swelling, and no mobility. i iced it for 20 during lunch and slowly worked it back to semi health. i talked to one of my teachers who just recovered from this and she told me what i should do, or rather, what the doctor was going to tell me. if its still hurting after the ice baths by the end of the week i need to go to the doctor. HOWEVER, thursday the big guys from the holland america offices in Seattle are coming in to watch the new show and if they say i'm too fat then i'll just go to the doctor when i get home to texas :)
found out i got the fat speech so stilleto could cover their ass. that way if seatle says i have a weight problem then stiletto can say they've already talked to me and won't get in trouble. thats cool.
oh well, this is long, choppy, random, and a little boring. i miss matt and i miss my family. i want a tattoo and a six pack and kinda wanna go to europe already. also, i'm hungry
the end
rehearsal for a few days
saturday we went to las vegas to see the Barry Manilow show. holy hell i didn't realize i was such a fan of his. i knew almost all his songs and then he covered a lot of songs from the 60's and 70's that i knew and loved. i'm jumping ahead. we left LA on a tour bus at 10 am and we were kinda drunk by 12. we were playing catch phrase, coloring, and watching dreamgirls direct from Hong Kong. wow. we got to vegas and me shaunacy and jess went out for a little bit and went to the venetian. saw a little puppet show, 4 weddings, and had dinner with paris hilton at Tao. just kidding. i hate her. yeah, so that was fun. came back to to SUITE and get ready for the free buffet and wine. the food was awful but the wine slash beer was nice. got to barry, tanked, but not messy and had a freakin blast. we were in the 3rd row right in the middle. who knew plastic and make-up could make a rockstar rock like that. he was so cool. the whole audience was crying when he sang Somewhere Down The Road. the first line is "we had the right love at the wrong time" talk about KILLER. we recovered and screamed and yelled the rest of the show. he kinda looks like a rat. but nice. i know this because WE MET HIM AFTER THE SHOW. he's so nice. i wanted to call my mom and dad but it was late in texas so i refrained. i got lots of pics though so thats cool. we had some time after the show to kill so we gambled, i made 60 bucks, and then we got on the bus to go home around 1am. around 5am we got back to la and it was time to sleep.
sunday was my day off
today, monday, march 26th we had rehearsal and i severely injured my left achillies. i'm talkin leg went out, searing pain, swelling, and no mobility. i iced it for 20 during lunch and slowly worked it back to semi health. i talked to one of my teachers who just recovered from this and she told me what i should do, or rather, what the doctor was going to tell me. if its still hurting after the ice baths by the end of the week i need to go to the doctor. HOWEVER, thursday the big guys from the holland america offices in Seattle are coming in to watch the new show and if they say i'm too fat then i'll just go to the doctor when i get home to texas :)
found out i got the fat speech so stilleto could cover their ass. that way if seatle says i have a weight problem then stiletto can say they've already talked to me and won't get in trouble. thats cool.
oh well, this is long, choppy, random, and a little boring. i miss matt and i miss my family. i want a tattoo and a six pack and kinda wanna go to europe already. also, i'm hungry
the end
3.22.2007
Day 17th maybe, i've lost count and stopped checking
good day. started up the same ol same ol. got my chest xrayed and the guy told me i was too wide for the machine so he had to take a couple of rays....thats was f-ing sweet. made me wanna bulemia all over his purple scrubs...GAY.
went to rehearsal, danced a whole bunch, hurt my foot, got a sweet 2pack from all the salsa'ing. fierce, gave a little stank face and learned the girls choreo to Queen of the Night just to know it. i appointed myself as the swing for this show. hope they recognize.
came home and made David and Zak of the other cast come play with us in the girls room. we had tons of fun.
tomorrow is brittish day so i gotta study. g'night
went to rehearsal, danced a whole bunch, hurt my foot, got a sweet 2pack from all the salsa'ing. fierce, gave a little stank face and learned the girls choreo to Queen of the Night just to know it. i appointed myself as the swing for this show. hope they recognize.
came home and made David and Zak of the other cast come play with us in the girls room. we had tons of fun.
tomorrow is brittish day so i gotta study. g'night
3.21.2007
Day 16...more of nothing
didn't do anything accept about 15 minutes of work today. 8 hour rehearsal, 15 minutes of dancing. then we got in trouble cause we were sitting around doing nothing. whatever, i was so bored i didn't even care that i got scolded. tomorrow i get to dance though. we came up with an idea for our cast wall poster. since we're on the rotterdam and our choreographer has worked with the pussycat dolls and we love the pussycat dolls and we want to be the pussycat dolls, we're titling out poster the PussyRott Dolls. thats right, say it outloud. anyways. we've got some good ideas for the pictures and what not.
came home, went to the store, had an amazing phone call......., ate dinner with the guys and laughed for a good 3 hours. love my cast, love the boys, and like the new roomate david. or at least thats what i think his name is. i'm not in love with him, just think he's real nice and he likes the pussycat dolls too. he's ok in my book.
this sucked. sorry
came home, went to the store, had an amazing phone call......., ate dinner with the guys and laughed for a good 3 hours. love my cast, love the boys, and like the new roomate david. or at least thats what i think his name is. i'm not in love with him, just think he's real nice and he likes the pussycat dolls too. he's ok in my book.
this sucked. sorry
3.20.2007
Day 15.....Kai, Sthup Up
ok so today was interesting, i slept through most of rehearsal cause the boys don't do anything in this new show really. i was sleeping to rest and also to ignore this teacher Kai. Carla is the guest choreographer who's setting the show and kai works for the company and is her assistant of sorts. apparently somebody forgot to tell kai that she is the assistant caust this bitch won't take the back burner to nobody. she's the one with the lisp from earlier posts and i'm thinkin her real name isn't kai, but its like mary or something and when she moved to LA she changed her name to be cool. she seems like that. and she wears her hair in braided busted pigtails and dances in her fake uggs. her's are ugh's. she's also over 30 so her bellyshirts and uggs are slightly inappropriate. whatever, i'm trying not to hate her like i have teachers in my past who are incompetent or annoying. HOWEVER, none of my cast likes her so its not just me. she does things like this..... carla asked me a question about my blocking and the counts of my movements to cross check with the girls counts. so she asked me and kai answered for me, just jumped right in and answered a question adressed to jeb. i look at carla and gave her that "well she's gonna tell you for me" look and carla laughed. carla is a badass. she has the excorsist theme for her ringtone...she's a KILLER. and carla has started to ignore kai, her assistant, and only talk to us or suzy(my teacher for other shows who's learning this one so she can teach it in the future). it brings us joy to watch the happenes between kai and the rest of the group. ALSO, carla leaves an hour early from rehearsal so that we can video tape and document the chorgeography and i'll be damned if once carla leaves kai comes in and starts changing her choreography. i mean tonight it was her against every person in that room as to what the arms were and she woulnd't budge. this is teamwork kai, not kai work. we don't all have lisps and fake uggs.
anyways, i think there are bugs in the carpet here casue i have about 10 bites on me and i'm missing a polo and a pair of OCU basketball shorts. thats pretty awesome. oh yeah, and i'm not happy in general. i can't stop thinking and i just want to have a normal phone call without being accused of something. oh well, new day tomorrow. hopefully i'll get to dance and maybe kai will SHUT THE HELL UP.
mom and dad, i'm sorry stupid teachers annoy me. i've come a very long way though, i'm really trying to not let this ho get to me. love you guys and miss you. tell dude'r i said hello
anyways, i think there are bugs in the carpet here casue i have about 10 bites on me and i'm missing a polo and a pair of OCU basketball shorts. thats pretty awesome. oh yeah, and i'm not happy in general. i can't stop thinking and i just want to have a normal phone call without being accused of something. oh well, new day tomorrow. hopefully i'll get to dance and maybe kai will SHUT THE HELL UP.
mom and dad, i'm sorry stupid teachers annoy me. i've come a very long way though, i'm really trying to not let this ho get to me. love you guys and miss you. tell dude'r i said hello
3.19.2007
day off #2
so, day off. i went to the grocery store, did my laundry, played on the internet, went to this shopping center with jeff, shaunacy, kim, jenelle, stacie and natalie, had some thai food, had some ben and jerry's, almost watched a movie, came home and hung out for a little bit. so take that day off, take that
3.18.2007
Day whatever....its St. Patricks Day
so we had rehearsal. i learned part of the new show, the latin section. its real cool. very manly and very me. i get to dance. its kinda like hip hop cha cha. its pretty sweet.
also, talked to a physical therapist today/doctor, he's friends with some girl that worked on a ship with some of my cast and he told me basically what i wanted to hear from a professional which is to go to a chiropractor and get realigned. my whole left side is jacked up. i have a pinched nerve in my hip, my hamstring is overcompensatiting for my hip flexor that is strained, my knee is basically unbendable and i have tendonodis in my heel. he said it wasn't tendonidis because i've damaged the facia that surround the achillies so he called it something else. not gonna lie, its st. patricks day and we honored the irish so i think it was called tendonodis but who knows at this point. just know its not tendonidis. still prolly spelled it wrong. so yeah, he could tell by watching me over a period of time that i favor my right side which means there's something off with my left side. makes a whole lot of sense seeing as how my whole left side is bum right now. so i'm gonna schedule an appointment with the doctor across the street(he worked with barry bonds) for sometime next week and get adjusted. the therapist was telling me that if he adjusts my neck that i should leave, he only needs to work from my middle back down. he thinks i might be pinching my sciatic nerve but he's not for certain because i'm still very mobile and flexible on my left side. i've prolly just been straining my iliolpsoas/hip flexor or pinching a secondary nerve around that area. also, lets talk about how i'm whipping this medical lingo out on st. patricks day. kinda bad ass of myself if i do say so.
so yeah, the dancing is great, i get closer and closer with my cast every minute and my bank account has been taken care of. really dont' have a reson to be upset right now. hope it stays that way. love you. happy st. patty's day
jeb
also, talked to a physical therapist today/doctor, he's friends with some girl that worked on a ship with some of my cast and he told me basically what i wanted to hear from a professional which is to go to a chiropractor and get realigned. my whole left side is jacked up. i have a pinched nerve in my hip, my hamstring is overcompensatiting for my hip flexor that is strained, my knee is basically unbendable and i have tendonodis in my heel. he said it wasn't tendonidis because i've damaged the facia that surround the achillies so he called it something else. not gonna lie, its st. patricks day and we honored the irish so i think it was called tendonodis but who knows at this point. just know its not tendonidis. still prolly spelled it wrong. so yeah, he could tell by watching me over a period of time that i favor my right side which means there's something off with my left side. makes a whole lot of sense seeing as how my whole left side is bum right now. so i'm gonna schedule an appointment with the doctor across the street(he worked with barry bonds) for sometime next week and get adjusted. the therapist was telling me that if he adjusts my neck that i should leave, he only needs to work from my middle back down. he thinks i might be pinching my sciatic nerve but he's not for certain because i'm still very mobile and flexible on my left side. i've prolly just been straining my iliolpsoas/hip flexor or pinching a secondary nerve around that area. also, lets talk about how i'm whipping this medical lingo out on st. patricks day. kinda bad ass of myself if i do say so.
so yeah, the dancing is great, i get closer and closer with my cast every minute and my bank account has been taken care of. really dont' have a reson to be upset right now. hope it stays that way. love you. happy st. patty's day
jeb
3.17.2007
day 11 and 12.....oops, sorry
sorry for not posting daily these last few days. i've been busy with stuff i guess. we started learning the new show and its just HOT. the new choreographer is really dry but her stuff is not. its all really strong and really vegas/la/fresh and new for the cruise line. she's choregraphed for the pussycat dolls and let me just tell you are girls are working hard for the money. to guys stuff is cool but the show is all about the girls. guess thats why its called Showgirl. they do the hottest chair dance to Abba's - Voulevu. don't even care how to spell that one right. its so classy and not slutty. very burlesque. if you can remember what christina aguilera wore for the Lady Marmalade video thats what our girls are wearing. corsets, butt poofs, striped thigh highs, glitter. very mulin rouge burlesque stufff. its just over the top and fabulous. its really fun to be in. anyways, not a lot of exciting stuff has happened as of late that really stands out so i'm gonna leave this one short. today, saturday March 17th is st. patricks so we're gonna wear green and maybe go out tonight after rehearsal tonight. i think i might be rooming with jeff. i had a really really long talk with matt last night and it just makes me feel guilty for being here but this proffesion is so selfish i know i shouldn't feel that way, and i watched a video of a tour of the ship i'm gonna be on. and also, i'm going to greece and egypt like 5 times. how's that for a random conclusion to a really sweet blog entry
3.15.2007
Day 10…..They just like saying my name, or because my shoulders are so fierce
OMG. Today. Lets talk. So we finished the show Hat’s Off last night and today we did runs and notes all day. All 8 hours. An hour long show full out in front of important people with smiles. Bullshit. It was really fun though. Except for this sweet burning sensation in my left hip. You know when you whip your neck real fast and it feels like a flame thrower has just ignited your ENTIRE neck and back….yeah, imagine that in your hip, like deep inside by your intestines. So that’s how my day started…
Fire intestines slash hip
Did the run, full out, only messed up a few times, smiled a lot and jumped my ass off for Russian. Its my favorite dance because the music is big and I get to do whacked out jumps and show ballet technique and it makes me feel like a good dancer as opposed to this other choreo that was apparently made up while under the influence of a serious hallucinogen or cocaine overdose resulting in the paralysis of the right side of the brain causing all dance moves to be AWKWARD AS ALL HELL. I digress. Anways, we ended the run, people liked it, got a few notes and talked to the two people that auditioned and hired me…kim and ken. Ken was telling somebody how flexible I am and how unexpected it is from just looking at me and how him and kim were laughing during my audition. I asked him why and he said because I was so sick it was funny that I was auditioning for a cruise. Not to sound cocky but that was really nice to hear. Its hard adjusting to bad choreography and when you struggle at it it feels good to here you are talented every now and again……..maybe all the time. Tell me I’m wonderful every second. Who am I kidding?
So yeah, dinner, notes, second run of the show. HOLY FUCK ME. I swear one of our teachers Scott had a whole page of notes just for me. I’m pretty sure it was labeled JEB: and then a bulleted outline of my mistakes. It got to be funny and you could tell i as about to get a note because they would pause before they said who it was for because I they had to compose themselves. I mean, I was giving them a hard time about it and finally was like “the other dancers should just dance like me cause I’m clearly catching all the attention.” We had a laugh. Then I said I should be dance caption because I’ve gotten so many notes that I know EXACTLY what we were supposed to do. Anyways, it was fun.
Oh yeah, forgot to mention that the burning searing shooting pain in my hip caused my whole left leg, the back of it, to go numb. Now it hurts. Wonder what’s going on in there. Maybe its like gonorrhea or something in my hamstring. These apartments are a little sketch ball change if you know what I mean.
Any ways, we start learning a brand new show tomorrow, its called showgirl and its with a new choreographer who has never worked with the company but has done stuff for MTV and janet and such. Its gonna be SOOOOOOOOOO cool. Its cool to think I’m gonna be the first MD to have this stuff set on me and know that whoever gets this show after me will have to do what I did. So I’m gonna try to make it tricked out and set my reputation with the company as being one bad ass fat girl.
Love you
Fire intestines slash hip
Did the run, full out, only messed up a few times, smiled a lot and jumped my ass off for Russian. Its my favorite dance because the music is big and I get to do whacked out jumps and show ballet technique and it makes me feel like a good dancer as opposed to this other choreo that was apparently made up while under the influence of a serious hallucinogen or cocaine overdose resulting in the paralysis of the right side of the brain causing all dance moves to be AWKWARD AS ALL HELL. I digress. Anways, we ended the run, people liked it, got a few notes and talked to the two people that auditioned and hired me…kim and ken. Ken was telling somebody how flexible I am and how unexpected it is from just looking at me and how him and kim were laughing during my audition. I asked him why and he said because I was so sick it was funny that I was auditioning for a cruise. Not to sound cocky but that was really nice to hear. Its hard adjusting to bad choreography and when you struggle at it it feels good to here you are talented every now and again……..maybe all the time. Tell me I’m wonderful every second. Who am I kidding?
So yeah, dinner, notes, second run of the show. HOLY FUCK ME. I swear one of our teachers Scott had a whole page of notes just for me. I’m pretty sure it was labeled JEB: and then a bulleted outline of my mistakes. It got to be funny and you could tell i as about to get a note because they would pause before they said who it was for because I they had to compose themselves. I mean, I was giving them a hard time about it and finally was like “the other dancers should just dance like me cause I’m clearly catching all the attention.” We had a laugh. Then I said I should be dance caption because I’ve gotten so many notes that I know EXACTLY what we were supposed to do. Anyways, it was fun.
Oh yeah, forgot to mention that the burning searing shooting pain in my hip caused my whole left leg, the back of it, to go numb. Now it hurts. Wonder what’s going on in there. Maybe its like gonorrhea or something in my hamstring. These apartments are a little sketch ball change if you know what I mean.
Any ways, we start learning a brand new show tomorrow, its called showgirl and its with a new choreographer who has never worked with the company but has done stuff for MTV and janet and such. Its gonna be SOOOOOOOOOO cool. Its cool to think I’m gonna be the first MD to have this stuff set on me and know that whoever gets this show after me will have to do what I did. So I’m gonna try to make it tricked out and set my reputation with the company as being one bad ass fat girl.
Love you
3.14.2007
Day 9, Tuesday March 13....Hat's Off Is Done
went to the gym this morning and worked our really hard. not sure why i did that. i ran like 5 miles and then worked the crap outta my arms. hmmm. anyways, also saw too many naked old men in the locker room so i threw up and lost even more weight. just kidding. i'm anorexic, gotta save the teeth
went to rehearsal, met Alex Cheney, our director or something, then we rehearsed. we finished the show and the numbers at the end of the show are just as redic as the numbers in the beginning. i've come to terms with things though so i no longer get mad when the dances are aweful. they are so fast for no reason and they are just dumb. anways, my forehead is breaking out because of all the hat wearing. I'm DONE. so yeah, rehearsal was a blast. we watched american idol on our dinner break.
came home, did the usual, went to the girls apt. ate some cadburry mini eggs, ate some thin mints, and watched mean girls again. i can't get enough. me peter and jeff left and now i'm writing this entry. i'm about to shower, eat some triscuts...may i suggest the cracked pepper and olive oil variety....and then go to bed. matt is in new york hangin out with oprah and fantasia borrino and i'm in LA surrounded by sweet dance moves. life is awesome and i'm sarcastic. love you. g'night
went to rehearsal, met Alex Cheney, our director or something, then we rehearsed. we finished the show and the numbers at the end of the show are just as redic as the numbers in the beginning. i've come to terms with things though so i no longer get mad when the dances are aweful. they are so fast for no reason and they are just dumb. anways, my forehead is breaking out because of all the hat wearing. I'm DONE. so yeah, rehearsal was a blast. we watched american idol on our dinner break.
came home, did the usual, went to the girls apt. ate some cadburry mini eggs, ate some thin mints, and watched mean girls again. i can't get enough. me peter and jeff left and now i'm writing this entry. i'm about to shower, eat some triscuts...may i suggest the cracked pepper and olive oil variety....and then go to bed. matt is in new york hangin out with oprah and fantasia borrino and i'm in LA surrounded by sweet dance moves. life is awesome and i'm sarcastic. love you. g'night
3.13.2007
Day 8...We Work Hard for the money
yeah, so rehearsal...i'm over it. i can't wait for some new ographers....maybe some personality. sure they are nice but for real.
lizzy, all i will say is this....i wear a football helmet and dance like a robot to She Works Hard For The Money. also, i can't stop listening to Find Your Grail....she can sing anything, you are right. i want you to be her and then be better than her. OK????
yeah, so rehearsal. learned a couple of dances today. she works hard for the money, i can cook too, take me out to the ballgame, and waltz of the flowers. the only highlight is that i get to swing a baseball bat like a straight guy, CAUSE I CAN, and that we had the church laughs all day. i mean non of us could focus. jess beck was dying, shaunace wanted to go to bed, i was over it all and to the point of just laughing and making others laugh, and my little stacie was nothing but laughing. for i can cook too we have pots and wisks and i took the liberty to be annoying and march around the room banging my pots, kinda like bart simpson did on that episode that one time. anyways, we'd be in the middle of learning something or getting a note and we would all just be in our own world. i think jeff peed himself a little. todays rehearsal was all about the laughs. its time like that that i don't want to be away from my cast because everyone of them is classic. for instance, this won't mean anything to you but here it is. so jeff has this shirt that has hawaii's state fish on it. its something like hakakuk nikinaku al'ut kok. whatever. i think it was jenell who was like "why would that do that to a fish, why would they name it that?" kim goes, "Guys, its their language" in the driest least personality possible. like she wasn't even with us but talking to us. i about shit myself. i love me some Kim Kidd. she's on Hall of Fame in 2004 it think, mertyle beach i believe. Kimberly Kidd. she's for real good. i love her.
after rehearsal we all went over to the girls apt, had a glass of wine, sat on the couch with shaunace and we talked about how much we wanted to eat everything. i believe the quote of the night was me saying "why do i love food more than i love myself?" good times. then me peter and jeff stayed up and played online and watched some comedy videos and now i'm going to bed. peace up a-town down
matt, glad you made it to new york safely, buy me something pretty. not really don't, i don't deserve it, i have no money and all i have is a weight problem and a 'tude
lizzy, all i will say is this....i wear a football helmet and dance like a robot to She Works Hard For The Money. also, i can't stop listening to Find Your Grail....she can sing anything, you are right. i want you to be her and then be better than her. OK????
yeah, so rehearsal. learned a couple of dances today. she works hard for the money, i can cook too, take me out to the ballgame, and waltz of the flowers. the only highlight is that i get to swing a baseball bat like a straight guy, CAUSE I CAN, and that we had the church laughs all day. i mean non of us could focus. jess beck was dying, shaunace wanted to go to bed, i was over it all and to the point of just laughing and making others laugh, and my little stacie was nothing but laughing. for i can cook too we have pots and wisks and i took the liberty to be annoying and march around the room banging my pots, kinda like bart simpson did on that episode that one time. anyways, we'd be in the middle of learning something or getting a note and we would all just be in our own world. i think jeff peed himself a little. todays rehearsal was all about the laughs. its time like that that i don't want to be away from my cast because everyone of them is classic. for instance, this won't mean anything to you but here it is. so jeff has this shirt that has hawaii's state fish on it. its something like hakakuk nikinaku al'ut kok. whatever. i think it was jenell who was like "why would that do that to a fish, why would they name it that?" kim goes, "Guys, its their language" in the driest least personality possible. like she wasn't even with us but talking to us. i about shit myself. i love me some Kim Kidd. she's on Hall of Fame in 2004 it think, mertyle beach i believe. Kimberly Kidd. she's for real good. i love her.
after rehearsal we all went over to the girls apt, had a glass of wine, sat on the couch with shaunace and we talked about how much we wanted to eat everything. i believe the quote of the night was me saying "why do i love food more than i love myself?" good times. then me peter and jeff stayed up and played online and watched some comedy videos and now i'm going to bed. peace up a-town down
matt, glad you made it to new york safely, buy me something pretty. not really don't, i don't deserve it, i have no money and all i have is a weight problem and a 'tude
3.11.2007
Day 7...DAY OFF
slept in till about 12. fantastic. last night after rehearsal we all met up in the girls room, drank wine ate puppy chow and brownies and chips and watched mean girls. peter passed out and jeff and i discovered we have the same mole on our right thigh. maybe we're long lost twins since we have the same birthday too. i'm in love with my girls and mashawn brought his boy TJ over. we had a grand time.
so yeah, its my day off. who knows what will happen
i worked out today and ate food. thats all
so yeah, its my day off. who knows what will happen
i worked out today and ate food. thats all
3.09.2007
Day 5...negative 700
march 9, 2007 i swear i am not that negative but apparently i am.
my day started off with me not being able to buy a cup of coffee and then finding out that my account was negative 700 dollars and change. WTF mate. where does money go and why do they charge so much for things, and why do i keep making arithmatic mistakes with my decimals. its frigged me over twice now. also, last night my cast told me i was the jaded bitter one. I'M THE ONLY NEW ONE. i find that funny. so do they. yeah, i've spent all morning trying to find an internet connection and make the bank stop charging me...which they did.....cause i'm cute.
thank you jess beck for buying me some coffee after randomly running into me. you are my angel right now, still not as funny as my beth, but gettin there, just as bad ass. beth, just so you know, i call jess beth all the time and she never answers. i will tell her she needs to from now on, and that way i will think i'm with you for the next 7 months. and also we're going to vegas on the 24th or something for the barry manilow concert. we'll have a few hours in the city to kill so we need to meet up. i misssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss you. so yeah
rehearsal is 4-midnight today. WORK
So clearly today started out a little rough. Came home after a few hours at Panera and the bank to an empty apt fully cleaned and nice. HOWEVER, my roommates, upon leaving, threw out my orange juice and my turkey and when I came into my room the cleaning ladies had stripped the sheets and taken my PERSONAL pillow case. It was baby blue and made of that t-shirt material. It was my love. So ruff morning wouldn’t you say. Also, found out I wasn’t getting paid today and not until next week. Lets talk. Pretty shitty, no money, no internet, no money, no turkey or orange juice, no pillow case, no money. But because I have an amazing boyfriend I’ll be getting grocery money soon and then when I’m in the positive for whatever reason I’ll pay him back. Nothing like feeling like a loser and having you’re boyfriend pick you up. The things I put him through. So yeah, I got to rehearsal
Have I mentioned how amazing my cast is. Simps bombs ya’lls fors reals. There’s some lingo for all you normal speaking kind. We learned 3 dances today but they were insane hard. We leanred a dance waiting for the Robert E Lee, all hat tricks, a tango to a song called I Love Paris, and then the mens Russian dance from the Nutcracker. I’ll put it this way, my entrance is from upstage center through a door and I do a switch center into a massive turning jete. The other guy does a switch and the other does and round-off layout stepout. Then we do a serious of toe touches and end the dance with 6 spot turns, a double, and a double tour to the knee. OK. Finally, my moment to shine. The singers thought I was great which I laughed at because they are ridiculously talented but it was just nice to show people what I can do and not look stupid. It was so cool.
During our break I taught the boys how to do that turning switch tilt jump and how to leap your body off the ground while laying on your back. Whatever. I love them. We also discussed what our poster might be. Each cast of each ship usually makes some kind of poster that’s just about them. There’s a big wall that all the previous casts have posted their posters. Some are like got oo’s for the Oosterdamn cast, others like like Westerside for the Westerdamn cast. That’s the one with Evan and Brad/Deloy/pick a name already that I have to pass by right by the door every freakin day. Done with that shit. Anyways, we were talking and I was thinking about some kind of yearbook thing like all the upperclassmen and then me, the freshman with braces and zits and stuff. But then I didn’t want to look busted for future casts to see so we thought of senior superlatives. As of know I’m voted most likely to get an eating disorder and I’m gonna take my pic with a stick of celery and a bag of cocaine. Hahaha. But who knows, its just the first idea that got positive response. We also have a quote book. That thing is NUTS. I’ll try to steal some and share with y’all.
We came back and did the tango which is VERY intense. Very sensual and steamy. My partner is Shaunace and she is soooooooooooooo fun. We just laugh the whole time. She’s from Canada. Love me some Canadians. Anyways, my teachers are still boring and the guy teacher is a little chunky. Maybe that’s my future. Tear
So we came home, mashaun and I cleaned out the fridge and talked about religion and history and then I found my turkey. HOT DAMN. I go in all the rooms and look through the clean sheets and still can’t find my pillow case. I was about ready to cut that cleaning ladies throat. Then I found it and now I’m about to sleep on it. THE END.
This is long y’all and I don’t use cocaine, just sayin it makes peeps real skinny. sorry
my day started off with me not being able to buy a cup of coffee and then finding out that my account was negative 700 dollars and change. WTF mate. where does money go and why do they charge so much for things, and why do i keep making arithmatic mistakes with my decimals. its frigged me over twice now. also, last night my cast told me i was the jaded bitter one. I'M THE ONLY NEW ONE. i find that funny. so do they. yeah, i've spent all morning trying to find an internet connection and make the bank stop charging me...which they did.....cause i'm cute.
thank you jess beck for buying me some coffee after randomly running into me. you are my angel right now, still not as funny as my beth, but gettin there, just as bad ass. beth, just so you know, i call jess beth all the time and she never answers. i will tell her she needs to from now on, and that way i will think i'm with you for the next 7 months. and also we're going to vegas on the 24th or something for the barry manilow concert. we'll have a few hours in the city to kill so we need to meet up. i misssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss you. so yeah
rehearsal is 4-midnight today. WORK
So clearly today started out a little rough. Came home after a few hours at Panera and the bank to an empty apt fully cleaned and nice. HOWEVER, my roommates, upon leaving, threw out my orange juice and my turkey and when I came into my room the cleaning ladies had stripped the sheets and taken my PERSONAL pillow case. It was baby blue and made of that t-shirt material. It was my love. So ruff morning wouldn’t you say. Also, found out I wasn’t getting paid today and not until next week. Lets talk. Pretty shitty, no money, no internet, no money, no turkey or orange juice, no pillow case, no money. But because I have an amazing boyfriend I’ll be getting grocery money soon and then when I’m in the positive for whatever reason I’ll pay him back. Nothing like feeling like a loser and having you’re boyfriend pick you up. The things I put him through. So yeah, I got to rehearsal
Have I mentioned how amazing my cast is. Simps bombs ya’lls fors reals. There’s some lingo for all you normal speaking kind. We learned 3 dances today but they were insane hard. We leanred a dance waiting for the Robert E Lee, all hat tricks, a tango to a song called I Love Paris, and then the mens Russian dance from the Nutcracker. I’ll put it this way, my entrance is from upstage center through a door and I do a switch center into a massive turning jete. The other guy does a switch and the other does and round-off layout stepout. Then we do a serious of toe touches and end the dance with 6 spot turns, a double, and a double tour to the knee. OK. Finally, my moment to shine. The singers thought I was great which I laughed at because they are ridiculously talented but it was just nice to show people what I can do and not look stupid. It was so cool.
During our break I taught the boys how to do that turning switch tilt jump and how to leap your body off the ground while laying on your back. Whatever. I love them. We also discussed what our poster might be. Each cast of each ship usually makes some kind of poster that’s just about them. There’s a big wall that all the previous casts have posted their posters. Some are like got oo’s for the Oosterdamn cast, others like like Westerside for the Westerdamn cast. That’s the one with Evan and Brad/Deloy/pick a name already that I have to pass by right by the door every freakin day. Done with that shit. Anyways, we were talking and I was thinking about some kind of yearbook thing like all the upperclassmen and then me, the freshman with braces and zits and stuff. But then I didn’t want to look busted for future casts to see so we thought of senior superlatives. As of know I’m voted most likely to get an eating disorder and I’m gonna take my pic with a stick of celery and a bag of cocaine. Hahaha. But who knows, its just the first idea that got positive response. We also have a quote book. That thing is NUTS. I’ll try to steal some and share with y’all.
We came back and did the tango which is VERY intense. Very sensual and steamy. My partner is Shaunace and she is soooooooooooooo fun. We just laugh the whole time. She’s from Canada. Love me some Canadians. Anyways, my teachers are still boring and the guy teacher is a little chunky. Maybe that’s my future. Tear
So we came home, mashaun and I cleaned out the fridge and talked about religion and history and then I found my turkey. HOT DAMN. I go in all the rooms and look through the clean sheets and still can’t find my pillow case. I was about ready to cut that cleaning ladies throat. Then I found it and now I’m about to sleep on it. THE END.
This is long y’all and I don’t use cocaine, just sayin it makes peeps real skinny. sorry
Day 4..."We have a certain look here"
so, rehearsal 11-7. we're working with this choreographers that are really slow and not very fun. but before i get to THAT, lets talk about the fat speech i got today.
we're all warmning up and first damn thing of the day i get pulled into the parking lot. Douglas is his name and he's the head of something, pretty important from what i hear. anyways, with a smile on his face he lets me know that i dont look like the other boys. my weight is a matter of concern amongst all the producers and choreographers. mind you, still smiling. he goes on to tell me i'm fantastic and that everybody here is on my side and rooting for me, (as if i'm some kind of charity case), and that he just needed to officially tell me that i need to lose weight. something about the customers on the ship will complain if i look different and they are worried about the costumes fitting me. i told him i understand his "look" and the attitudes of the customers BUT couldn't understand why they hired me as is. they knew i was big, they know big is a problem, why would they hire me. anyways, before i digress he kept smiling, never answered my question and told me not to starve myself and join a gym. which i told him i had already done and already been today and that i wasn't eating poorly. he said GOOD. so, with a smile on my face i started rehearsal and danced like i had never danced before....
SHITTY
These dances are hid. the choreography is so awkward in the sense that you end on your right foot on count 8 and have to go to your right foot on count 1. WHAT THE HELL MAN. WHO DOES THAT. that is what matt and i call BOOTLEG. busted yo. so yeah, the first 4 hours were spent looking at my fat in the mirror and standing there trying to make sense of these steps. we learned jellical hats, popeye the sailor man, william tell oveture, and the frouge. i was a busy little fat boy. so then it was time for lunch. i ate some food but threw it up later
just kidding
came back from lunch for the last 3 hours and was in a totally different mood. i was happy and hyper and actually started to get the choreography. i think i just had a personal come to jesus while my lunch was depositing in my love handles that i just had to get over it. love myself for who i am and crack the key to this choreography. that key, if you're wondering, was "you'll look like you've never danced regardless." once i got that down it was solid gold. my cast finally got to see me and we laughed for 3 hours. sigh, good times. i love my cast, they are so fun. i'm very very lucky. just hope i don't get fired for being a big girl. a moment of funny though, we had to line up in a line across the room and had a guest choreographer come in and look at her. i was the only big girl on the line. cute
back at the apt i met up with my girls, went to the gym, burned 500 something calories and walked home. the cast thats in my apartment right now leaves in the morning for their cruise. then i get the place to myself with mashawn. still don't know how to spell his name. dumb. tomorrow i get to learn the russian dance from nutcracker and its all jumps. hopefully it will be good good times and good good dancing. it looked like it was all ballet stuff which at this point is the equivalent of a hip hop combo for me. yessssssssssssss.
p.s. i don't get good internet so i usualy am posting the next day so its not the actual dates, but you get an idea. also, my roomate right now was in japan with evan and then on his ship when they worked for stiletto. let me just tell you the stories i heard and, yet again, i realize how much better off i am now. sure it hurt and i thought my life was doomed but from the sounds of it i was wrong. i don't want to sound catty or bitchy but hell, i've got somebody so much better and i hope we will make it through these next few years cause i'm convinced there is nobody left. random p.s. and a little mushy but you can get over it. love you
also, i'm in inglewood, WHAT THE HELL. wasn't that in a rap song or something, inglewooood
we're all warmning up and first damn thing of the day i get pulled into the parking lot. Douglas is his name and he's the head of something, pretty important from what i hear. anyways, with a smile on his face he lets me know that i dont look like the other boys. my weight is a matter of concern amongst all the producers and choreographers. mind you, still smiling. he goes on to tell me i'm fantastic and that everybody here is on my side and rooting for me, (as if i'm some kind of charity case), and that he just needed to officially tell me that i need to lose weight. something about the customers on the ship will complain if i look different and they are worried about the costumes fitting me. i told him i understand his "look" and the attitudes of the customers BUT couldn't understand why they hired me as is. they knew i was big, they know big is a problem, why would they hire me. anyways, before i digress he kept smiling, never answered my question and told me not to starve myself and join a gym. which i told him i had already done and already been today and that i wasn't eating poorly. he said GOOD. so, with a smile on my face i started rehearsal and danced like i had never danced before....
SHITTY
These dances are hid. the choreography is so awkward in the sense that you end on your right foot on count 8 and have to go to your right foot on count 1. WHAT THE HELL MAN. WHO DOES THAT. that is what matt and i call BOOTLEG. busted yo. so yeah, the first 4 hours were spent looking at my fat in the mirror and standing there trying to make sense of these steps. we learned jellical hats, popeye the sailor man, william tell oveture, and the frouge. i was a busy little fat boy. so then it was time for lunch. i ate some food but threw it up later
just kidding
came back from lunch for the last 3 hours and was in a totally different mood. i was happy and hyper and actually started to get the choreography. i think i just had a personal come to jesus while my lunch was depositing in my love handles that i just had to get over it. love myself for who i am and crack the key to this choreography. that key, if you're wondering, was "you'll look like you've never danced regardless." once i got that down it was solid gold. my cast finally got to see me and we laughed for 3 hours. sigh, good times. i love my cast, they are so fun. i'm very very lucky. just hope i don't get fired for being a big girl. a moment of funny though, we had to line up in a line across the room and had a guest choreographer come in and look at her. i was the only big girl on the line. cute
back at the apt i met up with my girls, went to the gym, burned 500 something calories and walked home. the cast thats in my apartment right now leaves in the morning for their cruise. then i get the place to myself with mashawn. still don't know how to spell his name. dumb. tomorrow i get to learn the russian dance from nutcracker and its all jumps. hopefully it will be good good times and good good dancing. it looked like it was all ballet stuff which at this point is the equivalent of a hip hop combo for me. yessssssssssssss.
p.s. i don't get good internet so i usualy am posting the next day so its not the actual dates, but you get an idea. also, my roomate right now was in japan with evan and then on his ship when they worked for stiletto. let me just tell you the stories i heard and, yet again, i realize how much better off i am now. sure it hurt and i thought my life was doomed but from the sounds of it i was wrong. i don't want to sound catty or bitchy but hell, i've got somebody so much better and i hope we will make it through these next few years cause i'm convinced there is nobody left. random p.s. and a little mushy but you can get over it. love you
also, i'm in inglewood, WHAT THE HELL. wasn't that in a rap song or something, inglewooood
3.08.2007
HAT'S OFF/JELLICAL HATS
Welp, that sucked ass. Getting in at 1 and going to rehearsal by 10. We have to leave the apartments about an hour before rehearsal starts so we can get there on time. Its about a 30 minute walk through the outskirts of the hood or a quick 5 minute car ride. Anyways, why the hell am I talking so much about this. FOCUS. Got to rehearsal and had a 3 hour read through of the show we’re learning Hats Off. Yes, that’s the show with JELLICAL HATS. Fierce. So we watch the show and then sing through the music and I’m not gonna lie, I’m a pretty whacked out singer. The vocal coaches liked my head voice when it came time to sing the chorus of that amazing song “September”. SUCK ON THAT JARED ADAMS. Hey hey hey BahDooBah. That part. Whatever. Or wait, whatevs as my cast says. Sick.
So after that read we had lunch and then rehearsal. Went over what we did yesterday, that fucked up awful hate my life wanna die dance, and got notes over it. For once I actually did it right so that was pretty cool. Then we spent 4 hours learning the opener of the new show “Hats Off”. There’s like 10 different tracks all doing something different so it took for freakin ever to learn. My ADD was in overtime and I could not sit still. Anyways, boring. This entry is just as boring as rehearsal. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll learn my “popeye the sailor man” dance solo and maybe get to “the frouge” and “Russian” dance so I can actually dance and do my thing a little. Lots of jumps and turns. HOLLER
After rehearsal we went to the store, came home, showerd, and went to the girls apt for wine and American Idol. Then we played catch phrase with Calvin from the other cast and he taught us how to play Whoa. Get ready girls, it’s a fun one. Full of screaming and laughing. Anyways, love you all. Love you matt. G’night
So after that read we had lunch and then rehearsal. Went over what we did yesterday, that fucked up awful hate my life wanna die dance, and got notes over it. For once I actually did it right so that was pretty cool. Then we spent 4 hours learning the opener of the new show “Hats Off”. There’s like 10 different tracks all doing something different so it took for freakin ever to learn. My ADD was in overtime and I could not sit still. Anyways, boring. This entry is just as boring as rehearsal. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll learn my “popeye the sailor man” dance solo and maybe get to “the frouge” and “Russian” dance so I can actually dance and do my thing a little. Lots of jumps and turns. HOLLER
After rehearsal we went to the store, came home, showerd, and went to the girls apt for wine and American Idol. Then we played catch phrase with Calvin from the other cast and he taught us how to play Whoa. Get ready girls, it’s a fun one. Full of screaming and laughing. Anyways, love you all. Love you matt. G’night
Day 2, Day 1 of rehearsal. DIE
So today is the first day of rehearsals. My new friend Stacie, she’s the F2, showed me where the YMCA was today and we went to work out around 11. But first, I had to get a physical with Jeff and Stace. M2 and F2. what a way to start my f-ing day. 8:30 blood test and urine sample. I’ll say just this…I showed that cup who was head bitch. Anyways, I have to go back later cause the x-ray machine broke after Jeff used it. Also, Jeff and I were born on the same day in the same year and both know all the kids from cinci like Olivia and Ray. Crazy crazy world. So yeah, gym.
I worked out
Came home in time to shower and then head down to rehearsal. We had a table read of our bumper show and then we went into rehearsal at 5. 5-midnight. FUCK THAT. This choreo is so damn bad and retarded and it makes the best dancer look like a damn fool. Half way through I found myself getting sad and not even thinking about it. Just sad. Its like the dancing was depressing me and I was trying really hard to be positive. We went over the same stuff so many times and repeated sections so many times with just enough difference and formation changes every 8 counts that by the end of the night I had forgotten everything and the teachers were looking at me like I was a dumbass. Bitches. Bitches with a LISP and jake pfarr syndrome. EW. Anyways, the one bright spot was during Wind Beneath My Wings. I get to be a back up singer with Janell and Kim Kidd. It was so much step snapping that I just had to entertain the troops. 11:30 at night and step snaps equal Entertainer Jeb. I’ll let you just picture what I was doing with my step snaps and Wind Beneath My Wings. SHIT. Anyways, came home and chilled in the girls room for a while and then sent my ass to bed. New day tomorrow, lets WORK.
Also, my cast is….. Peter Natalie Jeff and Stacie = singers
Jeb, Mashawn, Shaunace, Kim, Janelle and Jess = Dancers
Side note, jess looks like Beth san Miguel and I want her to be real funny but alas, she is not Beth, BUT pretty damn cool.
I worked out
Came home in time to shower and then head down to rehearsal. We had a table read of our bumper show and then we went into rehearsal at 5. 5-midnight. FUCK THAT. This choreo is so damn bad and retarded and it makes the best dancer look like a damn fool. Half way through I found myself getting sad and not even thinking about it. Just sad. Its like the dancing was depressing me and I was trying really hard to be positive. We went over the same stuff so many times and repeated sections so many times with just enough difference and formation changes every 8 counts that by the end of the night I had forgotten everything and the teachers were looking at me like I was a dumbass. Bitches. Bitches with a LISP and jake pfarr syndrome. EW. Anyways, the one bright spot was during Wind Beneath My Wings. I get to be a back up singer with Janell and Kim Kidd. It was so much step snapping that I just had to entertain the troops. 11:30 at night and step snaps equal Entertainer Jeb. I’ll let you just picture what I was doing with my step snaps and Wind Beneath My Wings. SHIT. Anyways, came home and chilled in the girls room for a while and then sent my ass to bed. New day tomorrow, lets WORK.
Also, my cast is….. Peter Natalie Jeff and Stacie = singers
Jeb, Mashawn, Shaunace, Kim, Janelle and Jess = Dancers
Side note, jess looks like Beth san Miguel and I want her to be real funny but alas, she is not Beth, BUT pretty damn cool.
Thank you LA
so....day one of my lovely little cruise line job. i'll be brief and you'll try to follow.
woke up shit ass early, flew to LA, got left at the airport for 2 hours, got to the apartments with the wrong keys, my name is on NOTHING, the cast all new eachother, i was quiet and the biggest one by like 582 pounds, went to orientation, got orientated, never recieved some of the song books everybody else did, went to dinner with my cast and the other 2 casts here, everybody knew everybody, went to bed.
woke up shit ass early, flew to LA, got left at the airport for 2 hours, got to the apartments with the wrong keys, my name is on NOTHING, the cast all new eachother, i was quiet and the biggest one by like 582 pounds, went to orientation, got orientated, never recieved some of the song books everybody else did, went to dinner with my cast and the other 2 casts here, everybody knew everybody, went to bed.
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