Throwback Thursday!

SO. I've decided to post a throwback thingy every Thursday? Yeh. (MAYBE NOT. Whut) Woop woop~ But I still have yet to see if this is going to work for me. Hah. Anyways. I shall start.

So yes. Throwback. I need a photo. Here's one.

Presenting: The Godspell Cast. Nope, it's obviously not the original; this cast is made up of the students in the theater class in our school.

So I shall tell you a little story. The day was May 31st of 2013. It was drizzling because of the rather odd weather in the Philippines. We were headed to the PETA Theater in Quezon City for the one and only show of Godspell. After a few months (two or three, I think) of preparation, tiredness, rehearsals, and script memorization, we were finally going to act it out on stage, in front of a live audience. Within that audience was our beloved teacher, Ms. Neomi Gonzales, our parents, family, friends, schoolmates, and a lot more. The theater was filled. Lights and sounds were up and running, cues memorized, makeup retouched, and 3, 2, 1...

Wait. Before I become a tad overdramatic, I shall just kinda make this story a bit more fun. It's still all real, I promise you.

So yeah. Everything I said in the paragraph before the last was true. But I missed out some important and hilarious details.

I got sore/inflamed (whatever you call it) throat the night before the play. It so happened that while I was putting hairspray, I tilted my face upward so my nose caught some hairspray. The liquid went straight to my throat and stayed there. Plus, I accidentally inhaled some powder while someone was putting it on me and my clothing so it'll look messy steampunk. The result? I looked good. My voice was the exact opposite. I couldn't talk properly and normally, much less sing. This play was a musical. Self-explanatory. Good thing I didn't have any solos. Good thing I knew how to use stage voice.

A lot of the costumes were made from old clothing. The theme was steampunk. If you don't know what steampunk is, go Google it. Anyways. It was cool making those! It triggered everyone's imagination. The kind-of bad part about it is everyone mistook the steampunk color palette to be emo-ish. Guess what? A lot of people showed up with costumes that had a lot of black in it. Our teacher, Ms. Neomi, advised us to tweak our costumes a bit so it was more steampunk. So we did. The outcome is pictured in the photo above. Still had a lot of black, ey?

Godspell was the last play where this batch was together. So after the play, and the giving out of certificates of something something, the tears began streaming down everyone's face. Except mine. I felt really sad because it was like the last time I'll be with these people in a play, but my eyes just didn't have the energy to cry, and my throat felt like sandpaper. Meanwhile everyone was hugging everyone and the parents were taking photos, and the tears were still streaming down everyone's face. One of our friends who didn't join the play went around asking for souvenirs, like bangles, gloves, scarves, earrings and stuff. It was quite funny because when we were getting ourselves cleaned up, one of my friends/ates was like "Eunice, take care ha. No boyfriend muna! I'm gonna miss you! No boyfriend muna!" And I was like, yeah, sure okay.

SO YEAH. There. #ThrowbackThursday because it's Thursday here in the Philippines. Aye. Kbai

Eunicorne xx