So today I get to school. Started out a normal day and all. But when I got to drama class, my teacher was slightly late. Normally, people don't think anything of their teachers being late but this is Mr.H- the teacher who makes you get a late slip if you are right outside the door as the bell rings but not really in a mean way. But him- late- was the first sign of trouble. During class, we were all working on our One Acts and I dunno, he didn't really seem like his old, dramatic self. But my friends and I just kind of thought it may be an off day for him. But noooooo. During second period today, I was called down to student services to which I find out that they are canceling my grade 12 drama class.
Like don't even fucking go there.
People in my class knew it was a possibility that the school would want to cancel it because we only have 14 some odd people signed up for it but they literally started a war today. My good friend was a mess all day and was crying, she got me going and my other friend. Everyone was so pissed and we still are. We are planning on changing this.
Now, I'm not going to go on a huge rant on why they shouldn't cancel the drama class and what not but just how I feel about it. Oh yeah, get ready. And if you roll your eyes, you probably should have known better because I'm sure if you've read every post, you know probably more about my current self than others. But it didn't even sink in at first. I was just thinking "okay, I'll humor the guidance counsellor, talk to Mr.H with the others and we'll fix it". But when I started thinking about it, I got really upset. I mean I used to want to go into drama later on in life and I still kind of do, just not as a career. However, that wasn't what got to me. It was the fact that drama class is the only class I have been happy about all year. It is the one class that keeps me going. It was going to bump up my average, it was going to be a blast and it was going to be my oasis in boring classes and shitty feelings. Acting is the only time where I can pretend to be someone else yet be myself at the same time and not feel crappy for acting a certain way in front of people like always.
It just made me realize how this class signified who I was and how I can still feel. I mean I watched Holy Musical, B@man with my friend on saturday night and I realized it was the first time in a long time that I just had fucking amazing time without thinking about anything else. It was the happiest I've been in a long time. But that's what I mean by oasis. Sure, drama class isn't always the most exciting thing but it always amps up my mood during the day. It's the only class I actually have fun in and feel like my old self. It makes me feel like I have hope of kind of returning to that old self. Once I realized that, my motivation changed so much.
After talking to Mr.H, I went back upstairs and decided to check on my two friends who were really upset about the cancellation, so I found them in the bathroom, and as cliche as we are, there were some tears. I got in there and my friend was still so torn up and my other friend had teary eyes and I told them how I felt about everything (what you just read above) and I started to cry a bit. I just felt so shitty until I went to the gym and blew off some steam. But now, I am just intensely motivated to keep this class. They can't take it away from me without a fight because I will fight for that oasis.
I guess I'll keep you posted on what happens.
Brisbane
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