Well, let's see. It should turn out to be pretty interesting.

So I'm sure that all of you are anxiously awaiting to hear my first experience with theatre outside of fainting as Lady Macbeth in my 9th grade English class or the rendition of Les Justes (I was the poet terrorist, no idea what his name was but if I looked it up, I'd remember) from French last year.

First day of class, what happens? We were told to basically improvise a story that the prof told us and perform it in front of the rest of the class. One way to completely panic me is to tell me to come up with something on the spot. Unless I'm writing, my creative mind is not good under pressure like that. But you know...once we'd figured out what we were going to do...I was so nervous because I was one of the three "named" characters in the story. In fact, so nervous, I started giggling (not the most appropriate thing for anything ever). I was on the verge of panic.
Until I started to perform. The curious thing was that I completely forgot there was an audience. Not only was there an audience, but I'd never met these people before, I've never seen these people before, and these people have done more acting than some partial crap in a non-theatre class or setting. I was working with people I've never met or seen who have a whole sight more experience than I do. And I managed to forget there was an audience. Completely and entirely. With all those stresses that normally would send me into near-hysterics, I was completely calm. Well, I was concerned that my "son" was being horrible and ignoring me but other than that, I was calm. And then the audience started clapping and it kind of shook me out of whatever airport world my mind had taken me to. And I suddenly wasn't male anymore.
I do believe that that is the most fascinating thing that has ever happened to me. And if that was my natural response, being pretty much completely untrained in any of the theatreness stuff and being completely panicked, I can't even fathom what will happen once I get trained. I'll either get better or worse.

I guess I don't get stage fright. Wait, I knew that. Choir. Tennis. Duh. Sorry, folks, I'm a bit tired.