Charissa
Whoa baby. Lots has happened in the past two weeks, I think I have whiplash...


Yesterday, I took the most horrible test ever. I'm not exaggerating... it honestly was horrible from start to finish. I sat there for 90 minutes staring at problems that I had no idea how to even start.
And i studied.  PFFT TEH SUCK YEAH?



Musical ended. My last one, ever. The only reason I say "ever" is that since I plan on going to school for physics/astronomy, I probably won't get much of a chance to perform again. But who really knows, eh?
I just can't believe it's over... I've done those shows for six years, and I never thought much of it until that last night. I was so overcome with emotions that it was unbearable... and i knew I would cry, i just never thought i'd cry THAT much. It may sound kinda wimpy, but think about it... when you participate in a show like that, you pour every ounce of your being into it... you practically live in that auditorium for 4 months, learning as much as you can, perfecting things you don't even notice. You devote your entire self and the work is so incredibly draining... physically, mentally, and emotionally.  After all the work, though, it's such a wonderful thing. 
There's nothing in the world like that pure rush you get when the curtain opens and the audience screams. Nothing at all. It's bliss.




My grandmother broke her hip. As serious a circumstance as it is, I'm not entirely surprised... she's a magnificent woman who has experienced nearly everything except this, so it was bound to happen. I'm worried, but not too much... she's such a strong person that it's hard for me to think that she might let this control her.
I love her dearly, so please keep her in your thoughts (and if you pray, then in your prayers too).



Peace.
-c
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