So I realized now most of my blogs as of late have been reflections on my time at Stevenson, and this one is going to be no different. What can I say, I am a sentimental kind of guy, and honestly I just love looking back. What I want to reflect on now is how roughly three years ago I decided I wanted to try out for the school theater, something I had never done before, and how now its been an integral part of my life here at Stevenson. My first show was an adaptation of Frankenstein, in which I, playing Captain Walton, sat in a chair for two hours and tried desperately not to mess up my lines. I can’t tell you how terrified I was, surrounded by all of these veteran actors who had done it for so long, and here was me the inexpierenced new kid. The thing was, despite my fear, I made some really great friends along the way, and I really enjoyed it. The next show, and adaptation of Cinderella, I participated in Theater Tech instead of acting, because I have an absolutely horrendous singing voice, and made a new group of friends and really enjoyed it as well. Then came Laugh Out Loud (Cry Quietly) where I tried, and in my opinion failed, at comedy in a dating show. Next I did Radium Girls getting the chance to play a german doctor, the first of my many accents I would have to do for Stevenson,who was scarred by the effects of his own work. Then there was the uniquely strange Urinetown, a musical about a town where it was a privilege to pee, where I programmed its variety of lights. After that it the bumbling detective of Benjamin Braddock in While the Lights Were Out while I desperately tried to keep my British accent genuine. Next was She Kills Monsters, deeply personal to myself as it involves Dungeons and Dragons, where I got to play a version of myself from the 1990’s. If you want to hear about my amazing experience stage managing the wonderful Into the Woods you can check out my earlier blog. After that was the strange three-stories-in-one that was Vintage Hitchcock, where I played a 1950’s announcer of a radio show. Then, suddenly, I was done. I did Vintage Hitchcock this last term of my senior year and I am all done with theater. I’m gonna be honest it’s still kinda strange, and I don’t really know what to think about it. You work on a thing for three years and then it’s just over, done, finished. I’m going to be honest when I say it hasn’t quite set in yet, and probably won’t for a while. I really do enjoy looking back at all these times though, and all the work I put in. Going from being a terrified kid in a captain’s costume to being a dynamic announcer. It might be weird and maybe I was terrible, but I don’t know I think I did a fine job thinking l back on it.