Broadway @ MindSay

'At the 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee,

My parents keep on telling me,

Just being here is winning,

Although, I know it isn't so...'

Today, William Barfee will spell words with his magic foot for the last time, and Chip Tolentino will have his last unfortunate erection. PUTNAM COUNTY IS CLOSING!

*Teardrop+moment of silence*

Yes, I know its still alive on tour, in Chicago, etc., but its no longer on broadway!

I suppose though, its for the best... I mean, if it remained, there might have been a movie adaptation, spawning hundreds of assholes singing "My Unfortunate Erection".

While its theatre goes dark, rest assured that the spirit of '25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee' will remain in our hearts and minds for all eternity, and the CD is in my loving hands. While my playbill is not signed, I still saw the entire original cast (except for Marcy Parks, who was understudied, and William Barfey, the originator of that role left the cast). I also saw Jesse Tyler Ferguson live, and although 'The Class' was a failure of a sitcom, he is still the shit.

Circle in the Square theatre (Although the shape of it is really a rectangle in an oval...) will never have held a better play than thissun.

I love you, Putnam County, THOU SHALT BE MISSED! *Tears*

God, I swear there's something wrong with me. The second someone else starts to like something, I dont feel special anymore, I want to stop liking it. Like, in all honesty, I dont enjoy other fan's company. I dont want to talk to a bunch of kids who go "Ohemgee, I like, LOVE Wicked. Idina is teh sheetz. I dont want to see the movie 'Enchanted', but I'm going just cuz IDINA omgzorz is in it! ZOMGER, Kristen Chenoweth! Lets pretend we cared about the shows she was in before Wicked!"

I'd much rather hang around people who have a mild interest or no interest at all in what I love. Sounds wierd, neh?

Dont get me wrong. Dizzy, I dont mind that you're getting into Avenue Q or Spelling Bee. I love that you're interested in those shows. It's because they reminded me of you, I guess. Though I will kill you if you introduce it to your Lehman friends and they walk down the street singing "If You Were Gay".

Am I making any sense?

Ok, let me try and put this into sense-making words.

I hate people who think they're the biggest fans in the world. I hate those people that mistake Eden Espinosa for Idina Menzel. I hate those fuckers who wait outside the stage door with flowers for Eden, and wind up giving them to Jenna Leigh Green. It happened, I was there. Jenna was in Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and I loved her ever since I knew what acting was. I was going to get her autograph, and these people scream "Eden! Eden!" Shower her with gifts, jump on her, take pictures, and then she goes "Uh... I'm not... Eden."

They go: "Oh, ok." And act like she's no longer relevant.

Not only do I hate the wanna-be fans, I hate the rabid fans. Those fat chicks who have nothing better to do than make accounts on sites like "DaNxtElphie" or "DefyGravty" (By the way, I'm getting a new account with a better name. 'Cause Elphiechan is the ultimate Wapanese/Poser name.). Those kids who know everything and anything, plus more. The people who make scrapbooks to give to Megan Hilty because it's her final performance.

Dont get me wrong, I know I'm pretty obsessed myself, but these kids are like... geez! They actually make presents for these actors and give them to them. And they send them flowers, and cards, and all personal shit like they know them! I'm sorry, but thats just pathetic. Get a little bit more of a life, and stop saying how much you're like Elphaba (OMG, misunderstood!).

And then there are these types of people:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EEpMLSfVG0

Alright, the link above is to a Wicked spoof. It has different songs than Wicked, but its the same premise. They used it for a witch's backstory on a soap opera. I, personaly, love the first number. I watch it every day because I can't dowload it ("Please tell me this can't be truuue, I know I can't live with someone like youu!"). I'm a Wicked fan, I still loved it.

But GOD! Read some of the comments! It gets me so pissed off. It's like "Ick, they shouldn't have made fun of Wicked" "Omg dis sux its just an xcuse to rip off of Wicked!" "Dey shudnt hav mad it cuz der r so many wickd fanz!"

It's like, get of your trojan horse, bitch! Calm down, its just a spoof. I mean, thank god Dizzy taught me to laugh at my fandoms, otherwise I'd be one of those idiots.

So, I guess the point of these little rambles is that I'd love to live in a world where Wicked, Rent, Spring Awakening, Kristen Chenoweth and etc. weren't so popular. I cant sit down and have a conversation with a rabid Wicked fan, I just cant. I dont want what I love to become an obsession for everyone else...

But if I hate all the fans, does this mean I hate myself? Ah, I'm so confuzzled.

Hellz yea! It was awesome!

My mom managed to get us seats in the second row from stage for only $60. The people next to us payed $110. Gawd, I love my bargain-hunting mother.

There weren't any seats in front of us, because we were at the end of the row, and rows expand as they go farther back. So basically, I was able to lean over and touch the stage (Which I did... twice). I could have shaken (shook?) hands with Trekkie Monster, and I almost did, but he left the stage before I could.

The play itself was as awesome as my seats. The stage was low, and we had a great view. The guy who played Nicky/Trekkie/Bad News Bear #1 was my favorite. The girl who played Christmas Eve was my second favorite (A wild, violent Asian therapist, cant get more awesome than that).

I never heard my mother laugh so hard when they sang "The Internet is for Porn", and we were never bored. They actually had some really good dance scenes (I didn't think they would). It was all footwork, and came out looking so awesome. The puppets were adorable.

But before the show, I saw Drew Sarich right before he went in to get ready for Les Mis. Now, I took a picture with him and accidentally let it slip that I hated Lestat (He was in the musical). I tried to tell him, "No, no! But I like you!" He let me take a picture with him anyway. XD. I didn't mention that I hated him for replacing Alexander Gemingani as Valjean.

And guess what? There was a street fair right next to the theatre, so me and my mom walked around and bought shit. Yes, there was a Broadway section and AAAAAAAAAAAAH!

I finally let my Wicked fanatic reawaken after months of supression (All because of those damn "omg lyek iv listnd 2 da songs so i kno mor dan uuu!!!1!" fans).

They had a wicked booth, and they were selling one of a kind Wicked items, signed by the people in Wicked.

I got a Broadway.com Audience Awards nomination plaque for Eden Espinosa's work in 'Brooklyn.', which is also signed by Eden. Did I mention Eden is my favorite Elphaba ever?

I also got Kendra Kassebaum's door plaque thing (Its the thing you slip on the dressing room door to let people know which room is yours). She signed it too. Kendra is the shits.

But the best thing I got was these little one-of-a-kind note cards. They're so cute, they have a cartoony Glinda (Yes Dizzy, she's in her bubble). It's also signed by Kendra. Like I said, Kendra is the shits. On the back, it says "Wicked Little Notes". The guy who made them has his e-mail on the back, muahahaha, I shall now shower him with spam talking about how awesome his graphics are.

I was talking to the guy at the Wicked booth and finally said "How much do I have to pay you to let me backstage? I'd only steal a few things."

He laughed... But didn't let me backstage.

And I got a 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee shirt for $1. I repeat, $1. I will repeat One. Dollar. And its the best shirt ever.

Oh, and I got autographs and pictures with the Avenue Q cast. I told the guy playing Princeton/Rod that I was "The one in the second row making a lot of noise". He goes, "Ooh, that was you. Thats good, it keeps us going."

I found out that the guy playing Trekkie/Nicky/Bear was also in Les Mis (WEWT!). He chatted with us for a long time,and I found out he played the Bishop (Guy who gives Valjean candles, resulting in the entire play happening), Thenardier (Which my mother loved, because 'Master of the House' is her ringtone), and Montparnasse (Which I loved, because 'Parnasse is the best character in Thenardier's street gang and he has 2 lines).

I then told him how mad I was that they cut Montparnasse's 2 lines from the new production, and of course, started singing it till my mother smacked me.

The girl who played Gary Coleman looked at me during curtain call (Probably because I went "WOOOOOOOOH!").

One of the ushers had a pin that said "It Sucks to Be Me" She says "Do you think I wear this only because of the play?" I lawled.

Damn this was a long entry D:

My name is Amanda.

Sometimes I feel like I could be so many things, and at the same time I am none of it. I think one of the greatest mysteries and searches of life is to find something that you are exceptionally good at so naturally it's almost as easy as breathing.  I have yet to find that.  My aspirations (I don't even know if I use that word correctly) change almost weekly.  One day I want to write, next month I want to be a broadway singer, television actress, art restorer.

Some things are funny. We have an ENTIRE world to explore. It's huge (mostly because we are so small) and all I want is an apartment one state over.

I'm sixteen, I have time--I hope. I can't drive yet. A part of me is enthused at the idea of driving off to the mall or Noho when I want to. At the same time I am absolutely terrified of getting behind the wheel. Merging onto a highway scares me the most.

This post so far makes me sound like a pessimistic teenager who's hating the world. Quite the opposite. I'm extremely optimistic about most things.  I don't feel that I'm living my teenage life though. I don't go to parties--mainly because I am not invited. It's not that I don't have friends it's just I have two crowds of friends (well more than that) one of whom is probably full of some hardcore partiers and another that is connected to some partiers but they wouldn't ever get drunk themselves. They're like morally against it--whatev.

But that is an intro into my somewhat life. I hope to get friends on mindsay. I have a journal at livejournal. From that site I kept one friend. I had three good ones. THe first one lied to us so often that you just don't come back from that. And the other was a two faced evil bitch--nuff said. The third is sweet and I adore her.

that's all for now

--Amanda

Look at mah new user pic! Her name is Eponine, she is from Les Miserables, and she is sexy (almost as sexy as Chuck [see post beneath thissun]).

Go 'Ponine! Go get shot, make Marius feel bad (stupid Marius... grrr...), go back to the barracade, sing about how you pretend you're making out with him at night! Go, Eponine, Go!