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Chemical Imbalance

Well, for my first post, I thought I would share a little about the show we are currently doing.

My high school participates in a festival competition known as One Act Play. Basically, you practice for several months, then you travel to another high school and perform your show along with four or five other schools. A panel of judges watches then ranks the schools and one of them chooses hands out awards for best actor and actress, 12 all star cast medals, and 12 honorable mention all star cast medals. You have to follow a whole slew of rules including: the play must be under 40 minutes, you have seven minutes to assemble your entire set, you can only have 15 cast members, 4 understudies, and 5 crew members, none of your set pieces can roll, none of your music can last over 30 seconds, and you have to choose your play from a list or get it specifically approved. Whew! And that's only the rules off the top of my head!

Regardless of the ridiculous guidelines, it is so much fun. Seriously. I've devoted the last four years of my life to it. It's a blast.
Look how happy Kammi and I are!


Anywho. This year's one act play is Chemical Imbalance: A Jekyll & Hyde Play by Lauren Wilson. It's your customary Jekyll/Hyde tale but with a humorous twist. I play 9 year old twins girls, (Have I mentioned that I am 5'2" and look like a child? Well, I am.) it's so much fun! One, Calliope, is the good twin, and her sister Penelope is a holy living terror. It's great, I just whale on my boyfriend the whole time! (But to be fair, he has injured me just as much as I have him. But that's a whole different blog post.)
This guy. He's pretty amazing. His name is Adrian.
Anyways, it's set in Victorian England, so we've great fun with all the elaborate costume and makeup requirements. We've also had not-so-much-fun with our British accents. That has been kind of a pain.

Anywho. We have a full day of performances Monday, March 18th, so I am very excited for people to see what we have been working on! Also, we'll go to our Zone contest Thursday, March 21st. So wish us luck many broken legs! Hopefully we move on to District contest and several of us are recognized individually!

-Jordon

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