As I was reading my friends tumblr he said something about the smell of the theatre. And I really got me thinking, I know exactly what he means. The theatre, no matter what theatre it is, has a smell that can only be described as a feeling. As soon as I walk into one, an emotion washes over me that is overwhelming and completely wonderful all at the same time. You can feel the effort that everyone there has put into making a musical or play complete. The hard work and dedication and loooooong hours it takes. Unless you’ve been there, I really can’t tell you what it is like.

When I was in high school, the theatre kids were the weirdos. I’ve heard on more than one occasion that people were scared to talk to us, because we were so tight. The best way I can describe Thespian Troupe #888 is family. They were my family away from my actual family. On more than one instance, I saw them more than my parents or sisters. I would not have had it any other way. In the catwalks (the area above the auditorium that crew members could get from place to place during shows) seniors from the past write their thoughts on their experience of theatre at Northwest High School. One thing I’ve seen up there that really stood out to me was from a former president of Thespian Troupe in 2005. “Spend your time here knowing that all the time you spent outside of Greg’s auditorium, you’ll wish you hadn’t.” I think that just about sums it up.

Even today, almost 3 years later, I still get the feeling of being home when I walk into that auditorium.