(no subject)
It worked.
You guys, it worked.
Every time we fucked up, we covered wonderfully, and the costume changes were perfect.
The first performance, half the audience walked out during intermission, and no one laughed at the funny parts.
But you know what? We expected that. The school is populated by rich snobs that don't speak English very well. They didn't care. But it was okay.
The second performance, people just wandered in from the street to see us. And stayed. And that was special.
But no matter what had happened, we'd be this happy. Because we weren't doing this for them.
We did this for us.
I love my castmates so much.
Mom brought me flowers and two mini baguettes. And a big hug. She knows me far too well.
You guys, it worked.
Every time we fucked up, we covered wonderfully, and the costume changes were perfect.
The first performance, half the audience walked out during intermission, and no one laughed at the funny parts.
But you know what? We expected that. The school is populated by rich snobs that don't speak English very well. They didn't care. But it was okay.
The second performance, people just wandered in from the street to see us. And stayed. And that was special.
But no matter what had happened, we'd be this happy. Because we weren't doing this for them.
We did this for us.
I love my castmates so much.
Mom brought me flowers and two mini baguettes. And a big hug. She knows me far too well.