(note: yes, i know, this articulo is probably not paragraphed correctly... its not even paragraphed at all. Its a paper i wrote for english, and i thought id share it with tu guys. Also, some names have been changed to protect identities)
When I signed up for drama club last year, I was dado a small part as a townsperson in one play, and the chirstmas wizard in the other. For the wizard, I wanted to do the voice of an old man, so I asked if I could and practiced it. Since I was told I could do an old man voice, I went in the siguiente meeting and showed everybody my voice during our practice. por the sounds of it, I thought that they were all pleased, Mrs. Smith, the drama coach, and the rest of the drama members, but when we were finished, Mrs. Smith dicho my old man voice was "sinister" and needed worked on, so I went inicial and tried to make the old man voice less sinister and sweeter, and went in to the siguiente meeting expecting higher praise. Instead, Mrs. Smith yelled at mefor using the same voice, which she never told me that I couldn't use, just change. I stood against her, and the rest of the drama club who agreed with her due to the fact that they were too persuaded por the fact that she was a teacher,i presume, to even think twice about me. It was decided that auditions would be held for the part (I almost walked out of the drama club, leaving my part with it) and I made the choice to compromise, change the voice, audition, and keep my part. The majority decided that the part was to be mine, and I also somehow managed to snag a larger part in the other play we were doing. The night that the parents and grandparents and everyone who wanted to came to see the play, it was a complete riot. In the first play, where i had been bumped up to salesman instead of a towns person, Bobby Joe fell on stage on purpose, but I didnt know that at the time and started laughing. Good thing I wasnt a big part of the scene! But in our segundo play, the one where I had kept my part as wizard, I had to feed my co-star his lines. tu could hear it through the microphones, and i knew it, so I laughed in the middle of the stage uncontrollably, and when I was done, I apologized to the audiance, not really embarrased por the scene, but a little metally upset nonetheless. after both the plays where done, my co-star pologized for ruining my "shot", but I laighed and told him that he hadn't hurt a thing, but had only made the night that much más fun. The día after, when we did the play for our school, it all ran a little bit smoother (Except Bobby Joe "fell" again, and I giggled a bit) and I got tons of complements from misceláneo people I didnt even know for weeks after. That just goes to mostrar that tu may not always be able to get what tu want, but tu can come pretty close.
When I signed up for drama club last year, I was dado a small part as a townsperson in one play, and the chirstmas wizard in the other. For the wizard, I wanted to do the voice of an old man, so I asked if I could and practiced it. Since I was told I could do an old man voice, I went in the siguiente meeting and showed everybody my voice during our practice. por the sounds of it, I thought that they were all pleased, Mrs. Smith, the drama coach, and the rest of the drama members, but when we were finished, Mrs. Smith dicho my old man voice was "sinister" and needed worked on, so I went inicial and tried to make the old man voice less sinister and sweeter, and went in to the siguiente meeting expecting higher praise. Instead, Mrs. Smith yelled at mefor using the same voice, which she never told me that I couldn't use, just change. I stood against her, and the rest of the drama club who agreed with her due to the fact that they were too persuaded por the fact that she was a teacher,i presume, to even think twice about me. It was decided that auditions would be held for the part (I almost walked out of the drama club, leaving my part with it) and I made the choice to compromise, change the voice, audition, and keep my part. The majority decided that the part was to be mine, and I also somehow managed to snag a larger part in the other play we were doing. The night that the parents and grandparents and everyone who wanted to came to see the play, it was a complete riot. In the first play, where i had been bumped up to salesman instead of a towns person, Bobby Joe fell on stage on purpose, but I didnt know that at the time and started laughing. Good thing I wasnt a big part of the scene! But in our segundo play, the one where I had kept my part as wizard, I had to feed my co-star his lines. tu could hear it through the microphones, and i knew it, so I laughed in the middle of the stage uncontrollably, and when I was done, I apologized to the audiance, not really embarrased por the scene, but a little metally upset nonetheless. after both the plays where done, my co-star pologized for ruining my "shot", but I laighed and told him that he hadn't hurt a thing, but had only made the night that much más fun. The día after, when we did the play for our school, it all ran a little bit smoother (Except Bobby Joe "fell" again, and I giggled a bit) and I got tons of complements from misceláneo people I didnt even know for weeks after. That just goes to mostrar that tu may not always be able to get what tu want, but tu can come pretty close.
Darkest light, brightest sight
Midnight sky, Nyx's day
That navy ribbon shall lead the way
Full moon, Selene's sun
It soon shall be the only one...
heres another one
No red,
No yellow,
No blue,
No white,
Nature is gone,
The flores are dead,
There be no más light,
Black!
Everywhere around.
Scream!
There is no other sound.
All is lost.
And then another:
Fly,
So high,
HIgh as the sky,
Into seeping blackness.
No light is upon us,
And nothing is ever clear.
Diamond bright,
Beauty in there eyes,
The stars are alive.
AND THEN ANOTHER!!!!
Midnight sky,
Burning ice,
No more, no more, no more,
Say it thrice.
Light will be engulfed in a black haze.
We have gone through the Council's faze.
BLOODY HELL!!!!!!
what yu think it means?
yu think its a prophesy?
idk! HELP!!!! i sometimes write poems in my sleep!! i dont memba riting them but they in my handwriting!! TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!!
Midnight sky, Nyx's day
That navy ribbon shall lead the way
Full moon, Selene's sun
It soon shall be the only one...
heres another one
No red,
No yellow,
No blue,
No white,
Nature is gone,
The flores are dead,
There be no más light,
Black!
Everywhere around.
Scream!
There is no other sound.
All is lost.
And then another:
Fly,
So high,
HIgh as the sky,
Into seeping blackness.
No light is upon us,
And nothing is ever clear.
Diamond bright,
Beauty in there eyes,
The stars are alive.
AND THEN ANOTHER!!!!
Midnight sky,
Burning ice,
No more, no more, no more,
Say it thrice.
Light will be engulfed in a black haze.
We have gone through the Council's faze.
BLOODY HELL!!!!!!
what yu think it means?
yu think its a prophesy?
idk! HELP!!!! i sometimes write poems in my sleep!! i dont memba riting them but they in my handwriting!! TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!!
I chanced a glance at you
from across the crowded room
and that was when I noticed
tu were looking at me too
we both know this shouldn't happen
its a road we've been down before
and the only way it ever ends
is with tu walking out the door
so I wish someone would explain to me
why I'm still rooted in place
staring in the direction
of just another lonely face
my mind is screaming at me to run
while my corazón asks me to stay
for a moment I dont know what to do
and if its a price I'm willing to pay
we both know this is wrong
the amor that we share
but we also know that wont stop us
because to find this kind of amor is rare
from across the crowded room
and that was when I noticed
tu were looking at me too
we both know this shouldn't happen
its a road we've been down before
and the only way it ever ends
is with tu walking out the door
so I wish someone would explain to me
why I'm still rooted in place
staring in the direction
of just another lonely face
my mind is screaming at me to run
while my corazón asks me to stay
for a moment I dont know what to do
and if its a price I'm willing to pay
we both know this is wrong
the amor that we share
but we also know that wont stop us
because to find this kind of amor is rare