Everything's Waiting

So I'm on TV Tropes, and I ended up on the "I Have No Son" page and was like OOH I HAVE A SPRING AWAKENING EXAMPLE for this and as often happens to me because believe it or not there are other people who like SA on the internet besides me, the example was already on there. But I like, almost loled at the fact that someone made a comment on the example.



I think the italics contributes quite a bit to the hilarity I get from that.

I also love this from the SA page:



I will now try and combat the volume of Spring Awakening talk in this post with a video completely unrelated to SA of Jon Foreman, who is quite possibly one of if not my favorite songwriter, playing a free show in a coffee shop:

Arqueete *naf says:
*Dumbledore is gay, Robi is replacing Andy... the world is a good place.
Ellehcar *naf says:
*:)
*You might say...
*The world is... bueno
Adam *naf says:
*YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

EDIT: HE'S GONNA REPLACE ANDY MIENTUS AS HANSCHEN.

I've been following the slash drama being documented in metafandom, and a little while back a piece of meta was posted entitled "Captain Jack Harkness is not gay". Now, I am a fan of Torchwood and Jack Harkness, but where the post really hit me was in realizing its applications to my main fandom right now -- Spring Awakening (in this case applying both to the musical and the Wedekind play).

I think the Spring Awakening fandom as a whole has a bit of a problem we need to look at more closely. And that is how we classify our characters' sexuality -- specifically that of, for the purpose of this post, Hanschen Rilow.

( Cont... )

I ACCOMPLISHED SOME STUFF TODAY. My word count is at 18378 and I'm feeling like I'm getting over the second-week rut and things are easier again. How? I had my character acknowledge in the story that she felt her life was in a rut. And then go, "I think when things really turned around for me was when..." and then introduced this entirely new plot line I hadn't thought up before.

I'm annoyed at my class register-ing. Some classes I'm supposed to take this semester -- and by some I mean HALF -- are available neither at my campus nor online. They're only available downtown. I can't get downtown. I thought that since my program is listed as being offered at my campus that means that THE ENTIRE PROGRAM IS OFFERED AT MY CAMPUS? Grrrrrrr. So now I'm in a weird situation and I need to talk to my advisor ASAP even though priority registration is already ending today boooo. So hope and pray that that goes well.

I heard on the Twitterz that today was the 3rd year anniversary of Spring Awakening's first performance for the public on Broadway (not their opening night but their first preview). Cah-razy. And it's only appropriate that msmoocow also linked me to some videos of Groff performing at a concert tonight.

I have mixed feelings on Groff in general -- he is such a strange man in that he flops between being really attractive and unattractive all the time. I remember... I swear we must've thought he was really cute as Melchior back in the day, and then by the time he left the show we didn't think so anymore. I don't know. And he doesn't even have that great of a voice, really, it's pretty unremarkable I feel. (And also very theater which makes me wonder what the hell he's going to be like on Glee.)

But I think there's just something about him that is so... charming. I don't know how many of you I showed, but there's a video where the comedian Demetri Martin is going on about how incredible Groff is that he's one of those people that "makes you feel like you're the only one in the room." I owe a lot to Groff, I think, because I've developed such a fascination with Melchior over the years, and I think we watched 6/9 and listened to 12/18 so many times that no matter how many men play Melchior and how well they do with him (and Groff is really somewhere in the middle of my favorites) a part of Jon Groff will always be Melchior to me. (Even if that part is a bit of a creeper.) Same for all those actors in the OBC -- such an effing talented group of kids, really, geeze. And now John Jr is in the Green Day musical, American Idiot, which is coming to Broadway. And I go around LJ and see people with Lea Michele as their icons that have probably never seen her play Wendla. Three years ago I don't think we could've imagined these things.

THAT MAKES ME WANT TO REWATCH 6/9 SOMETIME. LET'S PARTY THAT SOMETIME, GUYS.

Anyway. Video for the day.



I'm also obsessed with the voice of the woman he's dueting with in that video. Gorgeous.

People of my flist...

I am a horrible, horrible person.

I didn't write today. The document has been sitting open all evening (and into the early morning) untouched.

Even the guilt of this blog of my progress was not guilt enough.

AND IT'S STILL WEEK ONE. Sigh.

Tomorrow I will write. Tomorrow I will not only write but I will catch up to where I'm supposed to be for the 6th (10k!). I have no school and so no excuses. You will come yell at me if I'm not writing, right?

Rent commercial just came on the radio. One of these times I'm going to count the number of times they say "Adam and Anthony" in it.

I did get a lot done in the way of school-y things today (well... I have a bit of -- OH MAN I was supposed to submit an essay in Blackboard but forgot, I'll go do that now -- work I really need to do and haven't started yet...) even if I did that instead of writing and it wasn't urgent.

Speaking of school I have to write an essay on a controversial topic (SERIOUSLY HOW MANY OF THOSE HAVE I WRITTEN IN MY SCHOOL LIFE? SIGH.) I'm doing... abstinence-only vs comprehensive sex education. Unfortunately I don't think "SPRING AWAKENING!!!" alone works as an argument against abstinence-only sex education in my English class like it does in every day conversation in my life. I also don't think my teacher will appreciate if I cite seeing Spring Awakening three times in my Bibliography.

When I wake up I'm writing. When I wake up I'm writing. When I wake up I'm writing.

GUUUUUUYS WE JUST BOUGHT ON STAGE SEATS FOR SA.

I'm so excited you don't even know. LET ME SHOW YOU WHERE I'M SITTING.

( Seating chart )

Rachelle and I are going to take BB 14 and 12, and my sister, mom, and cousin will take BB 2, 4, and 6.

My dad... I don't even know what he'll do when he finds out. He doesn't know we have tickets for Saturday, either. This is like over $400 worth of Spring Awakening tickets right now and he's freaking out that Bertha is even going to Homecoming and just goes on and on about how he doesn't know about his job and we're not cutting back enough and such-and-such person he knows didn't give their kids any birthday or Christmas gifts for the past 5 years and he already groans about me and how I'm lazy and I don't help out enough around the house and how are we going to pay these school loans anyway YOU GET THE PICTURE.

I'm trying not to think about it. Lately I feel like I've been sleeping constantly and had I don't even know what that was with the back problems and the near panic attack last week and I haven't been keeping up with RP or really... anything productive. I think I have a bit of an anxiety problem. I only go to school three days a week but when I go to school I'm constantly on edge and then I come home and constantly fret about whether I really am lazy and useless and about these tickets and money and -- it's not my money, obviously I don't have a job or anything, but that makes it 10 times worse because... it's not my money. So who am I to ask for any when I don't contribute anything substantial to the household, monetary or effort-wise?

And though it feels like my paranoia about spending money is being practical I don't think it is. I think it is just another thing on top of how I'm still mildly stressed out just by being in college, even after almost a month now, just because it's a new place where I hardly know anyone. A lot of my life, or so it feels, has been spent feeling awful about things but just forcing myself to do them anyway because I felt awful about feeling awful (and then there was the swim unit in PE, which is an example of when I sucked it up and instead of FEELING STRONGER FOR OVERCOMING MY FEARS! as every TV show aimed at kids will tell you and was what I was going for, I got instead taught that if I push my anxious feelings too far I will have some sort of breakdown).

But I wanted this. I want this. I'm like tearing up talking about it (and I'm not even PMSing :|). Everyone knows how obsessed I am with Spring Awakening and have been for so long and... I got to see PART of it in Chicago (and then there's the added weight and embarrassment of the fact that my family is unable to be on time for anything, which is another stress factor in my life)... And it was still so wonderful, even missing like half the first act. But it's coming right by me, and I have this opportunity to not only see it again with my best friend AND my family, the whole thing, but also to sit on stage... I want to do this. I want to let myself be excited about it and happy about it and at least, for a little while, just... be that. Be happy. And not guilt-stricken.

It's going to be wonderful. I want something to be wonderful and not have it blow up in my face and not be afraid to expect it will be wonderful. I'm sure I'm being overdramatic and just venting in response to being stressed lately, but sometimes, sometimes, I just want everything to go like I want it to go, because I feel like I get screwed over too much on a day to day basis and emotionally it's a non-stop struggle to deal with... life.

Today I did get a chance to sit by the pond at school and watch the ducks splashing around. I like the pond and I like sitting outside when I have time. It's just... nice. I can just watch duckies and how cute they are and how they duck their heads under the water with their little feathery behinds in the air and life seems funnier and not such serious business.

On a related note, I might feel better if I sell off the dolls I have so far. I have Ilse, Martha, and Anna. They're about... 5 inches high I estimate without a ruler. Would anyone be interested? I could probably sew more but I don't want to commit myself as, like I said, I've been completely unproductive lately... unless someone offered me a decent sum of money to make them one.

[15] Press Photo Icons for Spring Awakening Broadway and London
[02] Spring Awakening Wallpapers (each in 1024x768 or 1680x1050)

Teasers:



See them all and newly-organized archives of old graphics at my new-fangled comm loveuntilwedie

All further icons and other graphic posts will now be made at loveuntilwedie

I SAW SPRING AWAKENING.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen. After loving this musical for over... three years now, I think, I have finally seen the darn thing live. WITH RACHELLE (prosopopeya) TO BOOT. AND we stagedoored which is the first time I've stagedoored anything.

( REVIEWIN AND STAGE DOOR PICS AND SUCH )

Okay, so... I posted this fic at FFN a while ago... and I'll admit it was mostly a reaction to the kind of SA fic that is posted at FFN. There's an obsession with Hanschen/Ernst over there and a lot of fluff with them and it's sort of bugged me from the time I started posting fic there. Because I never saw them that way in canon, though they had never really interested me enough (canon couples don't tend to) to poke around and decide what I actually feel about them. So after wordwarring with msmoocow (WHO IS BETTER THAN SHE THINKS SHE IS) and distant_flicker (whose stuff is so deliciously dark), I ended up writing this. And I thought I'd finally post it.

Title: Easy
Fandom: Spring Awakening (musical)
Rating: PG
Words: 850
Pairing: Hanschen/Ernst
Summary: He was too scared to acknowledge it too much, to believe it was reality, because when it became reality and not a fairytale it was easier to see the end.

( It's easier than love )