Young Men's Club - 3/6/08

I just don't know about these boys. I really don't. It seems like their sole reason for existence is to make me as angry as they possibly can. I could literally feel my head about to explode. Unfortunately, the sweet and tender moment that I shared with my Drama Club yesterday did not translate into today's Young Men's Club. They did not feel the sense of urgency for the show which is tomorrow. They didn't step up their focus level. And if anything, they actually slipped in their skill level with the drumming piece. Christian simply is incapable of not laughing at everything. I mean everything. My God, what the hell is so goddamn funny? All the time? And then he looks at me with this smile as if he's getting away with something. Perhaps that, "cute kid smile," works at home. For me, quite frankly, it makes me want to kick him in the head. (Just being honest. Wouldn't really do it) On top of that, there was the return of a couple of those special students. This week, neither Jourdan or Fernando had shown up to club. I thought that maybe they wouldn't be returning ever again. Which would have just broken my heart. But of course, they showed up on a day when I'm at my utmost stress level. The good news was that I could just flat out ignore them. There was just too much going on. So they had to sit in the audience and just watch. I don't know if they sat quietly or not. (Something tells me that they didn't) I just wanted to get through the show. We were able to run the show about 3 or 4 times. The hardest part is just keeping those kids quiet while their back stage. It's damn near impossible. I threaten, reward, admonish, separate, and nothing seems to be working. In the theatre world, they say that if you have a really bad final dress rehearsal then you are going to have a great opening. If that's true, tomorrow's shows are going to be brilliant. Did I mention that I can't wait until these damn shows are over?