im still trying to get over the fact that oranges are pre-sliced by nature
After these past four weeks of nonstop rehearsals, the first night of our Musical Theater class performance is finally over and our closing show is in a few hours. I can’t believe it. It finally hit me that this class changed me so much. This isn’t even a class. This shouldn’t even be labeled a “class”, it’s more of a life changing experience. I remember last year, I stood up on that stage in front of a huge audience and almost pissed my pants. This year isn’t much different except for the fact that I’m not terrified anymore. I love when that adrenaline pumps cause I’m pushed to try to do my best. This year my teacher gave me about triple the lines I got compared to last year and a solo. It’s pretty damn amazing seeing the changes I’ve gone through, as well as other people. Gotta leave everything I have on that stage for the last time.
A few hours ago, I was writing a post about how thrilled I was about being so happy, and now here I am writing about about how I’m experiencing a mix of many negative emotions. There’s just too much on my mind and I can’t seem to shake any of it out. “Get over it.” That’s not as easy as it sounds. Put yourself in my shoes for once and take into account everything I’ve gone through, then you’ll understand. I can’t just seem to let go of something that poked constantly on my most sensitive bruises. I wish I could just forget about all of this. I wish I could find someone to help take this pain away. I thought I did….
50 shades of done with this semester