Another show

The school's annual variety show was last night. Unlike last year, I was in the audience. Ever since auditions began a few weeks or moths ago, some people had asked if I was going to be in it. One person suggested that I do stand-up comedy. "What would I say?" I asked. "The things you normally say," he replied.

I figured that if I was going to do anything, I would play a song. But I couldn't do it myself -- I'm not that good. I think that in a talent show, the more people who are playing with you, the less talented each individual member needs to be. That's not to say that we should have competitions of people who just picked up a guitar for the first time a half an hour ago. But if there are a lot of instruments at once, someone else can cover up your mistakes.

I couldn't think of a song, anyway, so here I sat in the audience. Even though there were a lot of people there, I could hardly find any of my friends to sit with; they were either part of the show or simply not there. I did manage to find one friend, namely Sacha. We lucked out by finding two seats in the second row. Before the show started, he showed me his awesome Sidekick thing. He was checking out MySpace, instant messaging people, and talking to people on the phone. Yeah, well it may be old to you, but it's relatively new to me, okay?

The show seemed to be shorter than last time, but it was still pretty long (a little under two hours). There were monologues, a skit, some rapping (do they still say that?), and dance-type movements. (Among the latter, and not on the program for the show, were a middle-aged woman and an older man dancing around the stage to country music. Sacha thought that that was so adorable and said it's how he wanted to be like when he grows up.) And of course, there was music. My friend Andrew (with whom I played in the show last year) did a song with some guys I knew. Once I heard them, I knew that I had to be in the show next year. But I've got a whole year to think of what to play and who to play it with.

Tomorrow morning I'm taking the SAT, so I have to get a lot of sleep. Good night, readers, and wish me luck.

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