Long story short(ish). We had drama block at school for three weeks, where we studied The Clouds by Aristophanes, a Greek playwright, and would do an adaptation of it. One of the objectives of this certain subject (according to our teacher) is to realize and discover ourselves and others by acting, like for example, to see how each and everyone works together, if you have the habit of fiddling something, while you're supposed to be still and get into character, if your classmates knows how to listen, to think and not just rely on people to do the task at hand, etc. And congratulations, teach, this objective of yours was successful (at least it was for me).
So many things happened. Somehow, I see somethings I never saw before. I saw how people think. I saw how people can act and lie, however, it seems like they never saw how I can do those things too, maybe because I'm the better actor, or they just never thought about it, or never really thought about me. I saw who takes trust and honesty seriously. It made me realized who I can lean on in times of trouble, and that the person, my friend, to whom I leaned on in times of trouble won't be always there for me, and would not be looking for time to just say
hi, how are you, or something that wasn't in her schedule. As a friend, I just tried to understand that she's the production manager of the play, and she's surely stressed out, but I just can't help feeling disappointed and annoyed, feeling dumb and stupid, expecting for something that would never come. Oh well.
You know the popular-unpopular thingo, right? Well, that doesn't really exist in my school since it's just a small one and everyone knows each other, but it made me see it the class. As I said, there's no such thing as popular and unpopular people in our school, but seeing from their attitude and personality, you would know which is which. And, not quite so sadly, I'm the unpopular kind of thing. I'm a fail at being a girl, I am socially awkward, and I'm not really fond of attention and. . . being loud and. . . ugh, I can't even think of it. I swear. I am overwhelmed by the sudden appearance of drama.
In this block, I learned to understand friends for who they really are. I learned that, even though I think about a lot of things, things that probably not everyone would think about, and sometimes even over think thinks to the point that fear finds its way to creep in, there are still millions and millions of things in this world to think about, to discover, and sadly, I struggled in this thinking thingy. Thanks teacher for asking questions about the play (for example, why is The Clouds entitled The Clouds? What is the symbol of the Hermes statue and the goblet? Why, why, why? /dead) pretty much beating the blood and bones out of me.
As for the poster for the play, our teacher made us paint it, with some deep and meaningful designs and images, of course, like why is that color there? Or that item? Or why this why that? Ugh. She even asked about the font. Good thing she allowed us to have partners, and luckily my partner was one of my coolest friends friends ever. We had fun.Despite the pressure radiating from our teacher, we actually had fun (well, at least I did lol :) ).
To end this supposed-to-be-short-but-became-a-long story, I daresay that even though it made me doubt about my friendship about other people and somethings in life, going through this extremely difficult block is something I would never regret experiencing, and I am thankful for actually having this phase in my life.
The poster my friend and I painted. Don't you dare ask about meanings and symbols because I am not going to answer. That is all.
