Apr 04, 2005 21:22
We are in the final week of Mr. Axeman. I'm practicing like crazy for my solo skit. I'm so nervous to sing onstage. What if I forget the words or miss a note? Yeah it's exactly what I don't need to be thinking, just be confident and have fun, right? I have a special guest appearance to, an old friend is coming back and performing with me. Well even if i mess up vienna will cover for me cause she is an amazing singer. Plus i have the backing of South's best pianist- Amy Ueno. And I really hope that South's best violinist- Tricia Buzzard, will also be able to make an apperance (and save me if I get in trouble). Yeah that's only my solo, I haven't even got into the dance and how thats driving me crazy. The dance is so fast. I take back everything bad I've ever said about dance, except it's still not a sport. We haven't even tried it in costumes either, thats going to bring a new element to the table.
We just had our judges dinner too. It was cool, Mitch Platt and one of our other judges showed up, 2 out of 6 not bad I think. The food was so-so but the company was great. We finally got all the pictures taken for the program, from what I've seen they should be good. Thank you Tara and Nicole for doing those. THANK YOU EVERY GIRL WHO HAS DONE ANYTHING FOR ME DURING ANYTIME OF MR AXEMAN. you are all under appreciated and so helpful, there wouldn't be a pageant without any of you.
Today was sweet mainly for one special reason. Today was Tricia's and my three month anniversary. That just made today a great day for me. I didn't get her anything today though. I should have done flowers, but I was a little busy with my pre-operation appointment for my septoplasty. Yeah, monday I am getting my nose fixed, if you met me anytime in high school then you've never known me without a broken nose. In eighth grade a kid named Nick Fozzback broke my nose when he went back for a tennis ball with his racket. I haven't been able to breath out of the left side of my nose since.
That's what I have to look forward to after the pageant. One last thing. I love you Tricia.