I'm currently watching Chicago. It's still a great musical. Unlike the one at Mags.
Cinderella just seems like a disastor. I don't know why they picked it. Don't get me wrong, everyone has put a lot of work into it, and the ensamble is quite good and the sets look pretty. But beyond that? It's just not a good play. The whole plot is some vicious lie, about happy endings and how wishing will get you what you want. Well, that's a LIE. Life doesn't work like that, and Mags is stupid for trying to tell us otherwise. Plus the orchestra is HORRID. I don't know what happened with that. And just because the play is sort of... blaa... you can tell the actors aren't super into it. I wish we had done a nice, large, singing, dancing musical.
I left at intermission (or half-time if you're joanne) because I was simply too emo to handle it. I know, kind of a pathetic reason, but if I had to wander aimlessly and with no purpose for one more second, I would have quite possibly slit my wrists. Syd is home, sick as well, (even though she's physically sick, and I'm mentally unbalanced) and we are watching Chicago together, but in different houses. That is the magic of the internet.
Last night we saw Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, which is for sure the most amazing of all Harry Potter movies. It's so spectacular, with great acting, and funny parts, and hott boys (with accents, no less), and dramatic scenes. It acutally looks how I picture the book and everything. So perfect, I recommend it.
Unfortunately, I also sufferend a nice allergy attack this morning.
Oh, I have a dreadful headache. Kill me.