They started singing and I set them on fire.

Okay so I've got my iced coffee and muffin. Now it's time to blog...and try not to suck.

So I just completely revamped the "I have no doubt one day the sun will come out" post and now all you have to do is click on the song and it will bring you to the youtube video so you have no choice but to listen to the songs. So DO IT. And then comment about how they make you feel :) 

 I'm definitely loving the weather today. I walked over to Dunkin to get my coffee because I wanted to walk across the Leicester town common because its all Autumny and gorgeous. Fall is by far my favorite season. I love when the temperature goes way down and it gets windy but not freezing. If I could pick a season to live in all year round it would be fall. I especially love running around stepping on all the crunchy leaves during fall. There's something so exciting about it... people usually think I'm kind of crazy when I try to explain why stepping on crunchy leaves is so thrilling for me... So I won't attempt to explain it.

So last night, at the rehearsal from hell, we choreographed my favorite song ever. Okay false, it's my least favorite song ever. "We Go Together" from Greese. I literally would rather jump off a cliff than listen to this song. It's like, while they were writing that song they said "What is the most annoying thing we can do with this song? Oh I got it! We'll stick a bunch of stupid, impossible to remember gibberish in there, and then we don't have to write the lyrics anyway!" While we were on break after practicing "You can't stop the beat" the choreographer was playing "We go together" Almost all of the other dancers were singing along and smiling and talking about how much they love the song. I was facing away from the choreographer, smiling a serial killer smile, miming shooting myself in the face.

They started singing and I set them on fire. 

And the best part was that the choreographer made us think that we were in for easy choreography. FALSE. During the worst part of the song, where they are no real words at all, and ONLY gibberish, the tempo of the dancing is so fast that I could barely keep up, let only keep up and sing the song. Forget about looking and sounding good while doing all of this now.

And even better than that? I have had the song stuck in my head since last night. So of course I've been walking around going "Chang chang changity chang chi bop! Dipty dipty dip, shoobopie dobie do! Rama rama lama da dingity dingy dong!" And then wishing I were brain dead rather than have this song in my head.

It's okay though. I'm keeping my sights set on "Cell Block Tango" from Chicago. That will make up for everything. And we get to go see "Wicked!" in Boston a week from tomorrow.