Here's a few cool facts about the trip I got back from yesterday:
-We went to Marshall University in West Virginia for some sort of theatre awards type thing.
-The play I was forced to write and enter last year in my theatre class for a grade won 1st place in the novice category. I did not remember the plot, characters, or the fact that I wrote a play until they reminded me.
-Said play was a horror/drama deal about a meteor that drives an old man insane and makes him kill his guests.
-Their adaptation was a goofy comedy/horror deal done in radio format because they were too busy focusing on the other, more angsty, winning plays to set up a few boxes for a set and have the actors move around.
-There is a direct correlation between the level of angst in a play and its likelihood of winning, with the insane exeption of my play.
-At the afterparty, a 12-year-old from one of the middle schools approached my half-drunk, Rorschach t-shirt wearing, party sweat-covered, ping-pong playing self and asked me if I would go out with her. I replied that now was probably not the best time, since age gaps of more than two years in a relationship freak me out.
-Seeing people sit in one chair and text during the entirety of a party depresses me. Seeing people play board games the entire time is either more or less depressing depending on the number of players. Witnessing a one-player party-long game of Risk would probably make me kill myself.
-I thought someone had spiked my drink with alcohol until I remembered I was drinking alcohol the entire time.
-When not partying, most of me and my friends' time was spent at either Chick-Fil-A or the nearby arcade.