Well With My Soul: Solitaire

You would not believe how quiet my house is right now. It's rather freaky. After hanging out for three days with 8 people almost all day and night, what is "normal" is now a scary quieter then the grave sound. I would be so bored in solitaire confinement, and end up really batty.

This weekend was the weekend eight amazing people made one amazing video. Minus a few errors do to rushed timing. Turns out 48 hours isn't quite enough time if you need to include procrastination and computer problems. (Thank you Mr. Kaemingk for the filter and administrator password that messed us up.) Only a few minutes left to go, and we realize that the program doesn't work on apples, and you have to download an app. In order to do that, you need administrator password which no one has. Great. We end up RACING to Sioux Center to hand the video in.

Just hanging out with everyone, going to the last five minutes of class and seeing everyones reactions to the make up was EPIC. Some of those looks I will never forget. The whole process was a blast, writing, acting, filming, editing, goofing off on and off camera, laughing at stupid jokes and people's mistakes because of their sleepiness. All until we started stressing . . .that was a little over the top.

There was this cat, that when I first walked in, I thought was fake. And then I kept seeing it in random places, slightly freaky when you think it's not alive. By the end of Saturday, many of us where so tired (and stressed) that we couldn't keep peoples names straight. I kept loosing things and the basement looked like a tornado went through it. We spent 15 minutes trying to find my keys at 3 in the morning, only to find them in Tina's bag. We definitely need to do this again.

Yeah, you read that right. 3 in the Morning we were still awake and working. Well, kind of . . .we had to make a couple pop runs, but who wouldn't?

This was AMAZING to do, a huge emotional roller coaster! From hysterical laughter, to HUGE amounts of stress, procrastination, sleepiness, and a good dose of grumpy, nobody is gonna forget this. We won't forget the TEN cops we passed, who never pulled us over, thankfully, the crazy make-up, lava lamps and record players, car rides, the best (annoying) music ever created, and the jokes shared. Which will not be re-shared. EVER.

In the end, Thanks to the Kuipers, the Buntsmas, Mr. Kaemingk (even with the password problem), Pizza Ranch Corporate, Mr. Volkers for still accepting the video, and of course, to you, my fellow Valiant Misfits, we need to do this again. Soon. (After I sleep forever and a decade.) Now excuse me while I crash.