To thine own self be true.....I pritheee stay with us, go not to NAU...
Tonight was my last show at PC, the very last... and I am alittle sad. The show itself was very good, we were on top of it and it ran very smoothly. But the entire night everyone was telling me how much they will miss you and they made little speaches and as I walked off stage after the curtain call, a lump of sadness started to form in my throat. And I tried really hard to fight back the urge to cry until I was alone in the dressing room. PC theatre has been the best experience I have had in my somewhat short theatre history. I have never worked with such wonderful teachers, directors and actors and crew. It is very hard to think that I will not be back. On to bigger and better things I guess....
After the show, a bunch of us went to Applebees and made fun of the show, it was really fun. Then at 11pm, Scott called me. He was feeling really moppy and tired after his day at work, but I wanted to see him for a bit so I went over there for maybe 20-30 minutes at the most. Then he said he had to go to bed and that he was sorry and I told him not to be, I just like seeing him, I won't make him hang out when he doesn't want to. I just hope he isn't getting tired of me in anyway. Oh geez, grow up Sarah.
To top things off, I hit a bunny on my way home. At first I didn't think I hit him until I looked out my mirror and saw something in the road. So I turned around and drove back, and sure enough, the little bunny was lying in the road shaking a bit. I wanted to cry, I just kept saying "I'm so sorry bunny" as I drove home. I'm a bunny-killer. For shame...
Well, I am done for now, I'm tired and it is time to got to bed. We bunny-killing-theatre-leaving-cry-babies need our rest.
After the show, a bunch of us went to Applebees and made fun of the show, it was really fun. Then at 11pm, Scott called me. He was feeling really moppy and tired after his day at work, but I wanted to see him for a bit so I went over there for maybe 20-30 minutes at the most. Then he said he had to go to bed and that he was sorry and I told him not to be, I just like seeing him, I won't make him hang out when he doesn't want to. I just hope he isn't getting tired of me in anyway. Oh geez, grow up Sarah.
To top things off, I hit a bunny on my way home. At first I didn't think I hit him until I looked out my mirror and saw something in the road. So I turned around and drove back, and sure enough, the little bunny was lying in the road shaking a bit. I wanted to cry, I just kept saying "I'm so sorry bunny" as I drove home. I'm a bunny-killer. For shame...
Well, I am done for now, I'm tired and it is time to got to bed. We bunny-killing-theatre-leaving-cry-babies need our rest.