POP goes the weasel

So today I was filled with an overcoming sense of self-determination. I was determined to blog about the POP performance since I haven’t blogged in a while. I’ve been pretty busy working on other group projects. So anyways the day started out just like every other Friday. Wake up at 7, get to work by 8:40, and stay there till 4. Unluckily for me, I forgot to bring an extra pair of clothes and shoes. It sucked walking around in work shoes for 15 hours. I managed to get to the theater by 5 PM, and I saw that the class had already started rehearsing. During the rehearsal, I was entrenched with the perception that the groups were not ready. Going into the break, I was expecting the worst but hoping for the best.

The actual performances started a bit later than planned (7:20ish). The first classes variety show was pretty good. The one film that pretty much stole the show was entitled Identity. By 8:10 PM, the initial excitement for the shows began to die down. It was further complicated by the mounds of people stacking up in the back and the lack of air conditioning. When the second class performed, it was fairly obvious that the heat was beginning to bother a lot of people. Many of their skits and featured a couple of good one liners but nothing much else to rave about. Three fourths through their performance, our class was pulled out of the auditorium and we moved towards the back of the stage.

Nearly everyone was hit with initial jitters. I could recall the dance group frantically trying to get in as much practice as they could. Additionally, Ben was running around everywhere trying to locate Irene. As the second class finished their performance, everyone in our class was psyching themselves up for the performance. As we crowded the back hallway, we suddenly hear Irene and Ben give an unexpected lyrical performance. Looking at each other in confusion and awe, the rhythm and rhyme expelled from Irene and Ben were uplifting and encouraging to our own psyche. After they finished, we did our routines with little hitch. Overall, I think we managed to pull out a pretty good job despite the minimal practice we had. Our biggest shortcoming was setting up the stage and transitioning between scenes. Although we had the biggest class, our play/skit was the shortest. By 10:30 it was all over, and we let out a collected sigh of relief and joy. After a couple weeks of worrying, it was finally over in a flash.