My theatre school class (a.k.a. "The Keeners") reunited last night at Pauper's Pub. There were about 15 of us there, out of 25 people who graduated from our class 8 years ago. Some of us are married, some of us have babies, some of us own houses, some of us are still living like University students, in tiny apartments with no plants.I sometimes wonder what University would've been like if I hadn't studied theatre. Our class was made up of 25 people who, for the most part, got along quite well and knew how to have fun. Any fellow Keeners who read this might laugh at my saying that, because I certainly wasn't one to be out at pub every night. Not a party girl, me. But I loved rehearsals. I loved class. I loved putting down the boring essay I was working on to go see the ISP's. I loved being surrounded by a large group of dynamic people, and missed them deeply after graduating.
The above photo is the class picture we took before graduation, and below are some stills from Lysistrata (starring my friend and former classmate Nicole Stamp) and my final Erindale show, All's Well That Ends Well.
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I love that look from All's Well - maybe 'cause that's the way you look at me.
*sigh*
Especially when playing cards. :)
Barf.
Can't we just have a private conversation here on this public forum? Geez!
Yeah, I had the same reaction.
I mean, you know it's bad when Bobby barfs at the sight of his OWN ass. I mean, we've been doing it for years, but...
You might have to take down that pic, Ali.
No, I think he meant...oh, nevermind.
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