Today we spent the entire day working on the musical. Instead of going to class, tech as well as all of us in the play had a run through of the show. We got a little bit past act two and I can really see the play coming together. We are really getting our blocking and our lines down pat. The music in the show is very catchy right now just with thew piano playing. I can't wait until we have the pit orchestra (featuring Alex Tung) on Sunday! Show time is in less than a week! I hope all of you get tickets and see the show.
Yesterday I had two wrestling matches both of which I won. One guy I wrestled I got in a half nelson and just pushed him onto his back, from there I couldn't get the pin, but I was able to get nine points. By the end of the match it was 9-0. The second guy I wrestled I was able to put into a cradle, but at the last second he snapped free, in the next period I got another half on him and was able to successfully pin him. It was a lot of fun to wrestle and I can't wait until our next meet on Friday (if we have one).
Stress is something no one wants but we all have to deal with it. I'm not sure if I'm either good at handling lots of stress or just am relatively stress free and am really bad at dealing with it. Today I went for W.W. Fenn semi-finals and I thought I was prepared except for one line that I always seem to skip over. When I got up there to speak I thought I started off well and did exactly what I had rehearsed until I came to that line. Defaulting to what I had practiced before I skipped over it. "Alright", I thought to myself, "I'll just say the line now and no one will ever know the difference". This was a fatal mistake, as soon as the line left my lips I thought to go to the line I had just said (this would have been my best option at that point, to repeat the line). Instead I went onward to the next paragraph and said the first couple of sentences without a problem. Then my mind just stopped, I had no idea what to say. After saying the piece over and over and over I would have thought I knew it no matter what, but nothing came into my head. Bennet saved me with a quick prompt, hopefully it could have been taken as the prompters mistake and I simply had a dramatic pause that was misread by the prompter (I doubt it though). I finished the piece picking up in intensity (as I had rehearsed). Only after I left the stage I thought that it could have appeared that I went downhill after the prompt. Hopefully, I was able to scrape through and possibly land the last spot in the finals where I can redeem myself. I might have been able to only have a point knocked off for memorization, but I doubt it. I guess the lesson I learned from this is that practice makes perfect and if there is a next time, I will be ready.
Owen Elton inspired me to think about what it would be like to not need sleep. Imagine the possibilities if we simply did not get tired. They are endless! The amount of time that we would be active would increase by about ten hours! Our eight hour school days would no longer seem long by any means because our time outside of school would be so much longer. A problem I think of is what would we be doing at four or five o'clock in the morning? Many get up, take a shower and head right to school, but we would not awake feeling refreshed. I am sure we would need much more food to power our bodies as they are moving 24/7 instead of just fourteen or sixteen hours every day. This is a very interesting topic and certainly requires much more thought.
Today we worked on takedowns in wrestling in a scrimmage against LCA. We started out scrimmaging to the takedown. I wrestled four other guys and I won each time. Once I was able to sprawl, crossface and spin around. The next time I got a double leg on the guy and was able to put him in a cradle when he refused to get on his hands and knees so I could get the takedown. The final time I wrestled I think my shot again and I was able to escape and spin around for the takedown. So I won four out of my four scrimmage matches today.
Today I went paint balling and it was a blast! My old friend Brian Ross had a paintball birthday party. I remembered from previous games of paintball that the best way to win was to be aggressive so right off of the bat I sprinted towards the snake. Without firing a shot I reached the snake and then army crawled up so that I was on the other team's side, reaching the final barrier, I had a clear shot at three of the enemies who were pinned down by my teammates suppressive fire. I fired a quick stream of paintballs in their direction getting them out. I then proceeded to shoot another who was a little further behind, we won that game fairly easily. We swapped up the teams a bit and continued to play. The next notable play that I had involved Casey and I going up the snake again, I went ahead as he covered me, unfortunately my mask completely clouded. We crossed center field and I ran wildly all the way to the enemies back corner. Poking out my head and my gun from what I was hiding behind, I sprayed paintballs randomly at all bunkers in every direction. We won that round of paintball as well. Next round I sprinted down the right side and easily crossed the middle. I had two guys on the other team pinned as well as a fantastic view of the enemies positions I was about to charge their position and hopefully survive the mass of paintballs that were sure to ensue, when I heard a large amount of fire coming from our side. I thought to myself that someone else must be moving up. Suddenly, I heard the *pop* *pop* *pop* of a gun directly to my left firing as five paintballs collided into my left back. Three of them burst, but another two didn't break and I am sure they will leave welts. Well that is a badly worded recount of my paintball experience.
I had a wrestling match yesterday. As my third match of the season (and ever) it went pretty well although I was pinned in the third period. I think that he was one of their stronger wrestlers. Going into the match I was pretty confident, I knew that even if I didn't seem confident I had to fake that I was so I could get into his head. The referree blew the whistle to start the match and I crouched and started moving around to try and change levels. I knew exactly the move I was going for, the lateral drop. The lateral drop is a fairly simple move that seems to never be done in matches. The problem is that they try to resist an over-under tie up, typically you can force them to, but this guy had a really great left hand and he just wouldn't let me get the tie up. I forget how the rest of the match went, but he got me in a rather uncomfortable position on my back where it was hard to breathe. When an opponent has you in a position like the one he had me in, it is entirely demoralizing. Soon after he claimed victory by pinning me.
Over the weekend The Kingsmen was released. This has been a movie that I have wanted to see for a long, long time. They released a trailer in September and it looked awesome! It seemed to be a witty, funny, and action packed film. I couldn't wait to see it! Then they decided to delay the release date to February and I have been itching to see it ever since. Hopefully this weekend or the next weekend I will be able to get out and see the film. It is about a young criminal who is recruited to a spying organization. I can't wait to see it!
Popcorn Indiana Kettle Corn, the pinnacle of the kettle corn industry. This bagged kettle corn is matched in perfection only by kettle corn at the Topsfield Fair and that which they sell at Fennway Park. I am enjoying some currently, and i must say that it is sweet with a bit of salty. Many kettle corn companies go the other way and try to make their product salty with a bit of sweet. This is a fatal flaw and what determines the bad from the good in the kettle corn industry. Kettle Corn has been a favorite snack of mine for quite some time. I think that you would be hard pressed to find someone who can resist its sweet saltiness. Kettle Corn is the king of snacks.
Cold winter days filled with homework and reading the Odyssey. I believe I have gone a few chapters ahead now, but I am sure that my lead will soon diminish. Oddly enough, what seems to remind me of warm summer days the most is cool water cascading down my back from a cold shower. In these warmer days I can take part in the healthier and more satisfying form of showering, but in these frigid winter days I am unable to take them for fear of a cold or some other nasty sickness. Cold showers are better for the environment (as you don't take as long of showers) and force you to be more efficient. As for health, cold showers are quite good for you and burn a lot of fat and as for mental health they fight depression! Emerging from the depths after fighting through a frigid shower is a feeling like no other. I hope y'all give it a try.
I'm William Locke, a Fenn student who loves to write! The more you write the better you get!