Pressure!

Hello Readers,

In less than a week, my cast and I will be performing our second unit in our GCSE Performing Arts class, and we are nowhere near ready!

We thought Unit 1 was rushed for time but this is just madness! I have only just learnt my lines for the second play: 'Matchgirls' and I keep mudderling up my lines in the frist play: 'Metamorphosis'!

I can feel the pressure building up and, by the arguments breaking out in rehearsals, I think everyone else is too.

It's never a good thing when you're pushed for time but when you have to perform two plays in under a week, four times, and people still need their scripts... man, we are in trouble!

I've been going a little mad about it all and have been told countless times that; 'It'll all turn out well in the end, don't worry, you'll be amazing!' Yes, I like the compliment -I mean, who doesn't?- but it doesn't make me feel better, just adds on the pressure!

In Unit 1, the Pantomime, I was the second narrator (Jonathan Harker) in Trinians Transalvanian Trip -basically it's St. Trinians meets Dracular- and, as I thought it was going to be a complete and utter failure, I told my friends and family not to come. In the end, it turned out much better than any of the cast, and the Director, expected and everyone wants to come to see this Unit.

As they didn't come to the first one, they kind of have to come to this one -so they believe anyway.

I just really hope everyone gets their butts in gear and puts their blood, sweat and tears -me included!- into making this Unit the best every and making it truely memorable for the audience. In a good way.

I was planning on moaning more about other GCSE exams but it's nearly 11pm and I'm feeling totally out of it.

Catch you later, looking for life's loopholes.