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This is going to be a straight up memory post, so feel free to ignore if you want.
What a fucking day.
Kelly Cook approaches me in between 6th and 7th to tell me that we're sold out at 1039 tickets and I start flipping out. I was so fucking excited for the show. This carried thoughout the entire performance. After school, I went to Mike's house to set up for the party/finish paper plates. I went home to get ready for the show around 4:15, and Emily came over and gave me and Adam a pink flamingo balloon and a really sweet card. Adam came and picked me up, and then we went off to the auditorium where we found out that mic check was appearantly at 4:45 and not 5, so we had to rush into our costumes. Then I did my last mic check ever at Wootton and I was already getting pretty depressed. I hung out backstage with the guys, playing 10 Fingers and shit. Elyssa told me it was raining and we should do Apache inside, but instead we just got her to take off our mics and put them on real quick before the show. We went to green room early and I started getting really depressed.
Senior speeches were pretty rough. Some were easy to sit through, but I lost it during Adam's speech. Completely lost it. Nina and Ben also got me pretty choked up. I was happy with how mine went, and that I could hold off the crying till after. But yeah, I was absolutely weeping today. I looked around the room, and most everyone was crying. I think it was the most crying I have seen during senior speeches, which is saying a lot. And no one could stop crying. Especially me. Green room was pretty bad today.
Then my last Apache. I handed my slot down to Alex Marston and Adam's spot went to Matt. While we were up there, I realzied how much I loved everyone of those guys then.
The show. We played for 1043 people tonight, the biggest crowd I have ever preformed a show in front of. And I think we kicked ass tonight. The show is now a blur in my mind, but at the time I was trying to make the most of every second up there. I was forcing back tears before the show, but once I was on stage, I realized fully how happy making theater makes me. I forgot it was my last show, I forgot what I was feeling, thinking. Offstage was completely different though. I was choking down tears when I talked to Brad and Justin and Nevie.
Cast party. Paper plates were...interesting. They were all okay, but the presentation was both rushed and occasionally straight up bad. Some awards were great, some...not great. Overall review is a B in my opinion. The party sort of died afterwards, which really blew. Adam and I agree that we need to throw another party, and soon, for all the cast/crew/maybe pit. An actual party. I sort of wish we had gone out with a bigger bang, but c'est la vie.
Sappy post coming soon to a livejournal near you.
What a fucking day.
Kelly Cook approaches me in between 6th and 7th to tell me that we're sold out at 1039 tickets and I start flipping out. I was so fucking excited for the show. This carried thoughout the entire performance. After school, I went to Mike's house to set up for the party/finish paper plates. I went home to get ready for the show around 4:15, and Emily came over and gave me and Adam a pink flamingo balloon and a really sweet card. Adam came and picked me up, and then we went off to the auditorium where we found out that mic check was appearantly at 4:45 and not 5, so we had to rush into our costumes. Then I did my last mic check ever at Wootton and I was already getting pretty depressed. I hung out backstage with the guys, playing 10 Fingers and shit. Elyssa told me it was raining and we should do Apache inside, but instead we just got her to take off our mics and put them on real quick before the show. We went to green room early and I started getting really depressed.
Senior speeches were pretty rough. Some were easy to sit through, but I lost it during Adam's speech. Completely lost it. Nina and Ben also got me pretty choked up. I was happy with how mine went, and that I could hold off the crying till after. But yeah, I was absolutely weeping today. I looked around the room, and most everyone was crying. I think it was the most crying I have seen during senior speeches, which is saying a lot. And no one could stop crying. Especially me. Green room was pretty bad today.
Then my last Apache. I handed my slot down to Alex Marston and Adam's spot went to Matt. While we were up there, I realzied how much I loved everyone of those guys then.
The show. We played for 1043 people tonight, the biggest crowd I have ever preformed a show in front of. And I think we kicked ass tonight. The show is now a blur in my mind, but at the time I was trying to make the most of every second up there. I was forcing back tears before the show, but once I was on stage, I realized fully how happy making theater makes me. I forgot it was my last show, I forgot what I was feeling, thinking. Offstage was completely different though. I was choking down tears when I talked to Brad and Justin and Nevie.
Cast party. Paper plates were...interesting. They were all okay, but the presentation was both rushed and occasionally straight up bad. Some awards were great, some...not great. Overall review is a B in my opinion. The party sort of died afterwards, which really blew. Adam and I agree that we need to throw another party, and soon, for all the cast/crew/maybe pit. An actual party. I sort of wish we had gone out with a bigger bang, but c'est la vie.
Sappy post coming soon to a livejournal near you.