it's too soon, too soon to say goodbye
les mis is over. wow. it feels so weird to say that. i mean, it felt like it went by so fast. it felt like it was only a few days ago we were getting our librettos and singing the songs for the first times. it felt like only a few days ago that i stepped onto that stage and nervously sang "how are things in glocca morra?" who knew what was going to happen from there?
well i made friends and had crushes. i sang better and worse, depending on how i felt. i cried and laughed and felt lonely and ecstatic. i walked home every night from rehursals singing "on my own" as loud as i wanted to. les mis was a release. les mis was the reason i went to school and lasted throught the day. i'd just keep thinking, in the middle of class, "well i feel like shit now and im tired and hungry but i have les mis tonight." and it would brighten my day. every day with the cast, as corny as this is about to sound, was like unwrapping a present. you never knew what to expect but it was always beautiful and god-given. those were the god-given days.
today the seniors gave their speeches. and every single tear i had inside me about the cast party and leaving my friends and just the show ending in general streamed from my eyes. everyone cried. even the guys had tears sparkling in their eyes. during "bring him home", the song that valjean sings, praying to god that marius will be unharmed in battle, mike couldn't hold it in. we couldn't see his face, the camera was zoomed out too far, but his voice shook and so did he. we knew that he was crying. and the people who were supposed to be sleeping in the background heard the quiver in his voice, and were crying too. and we were crying backstage. it was a tearfest. but can you blame us? we all thought it would be the last time we did any of this together.
but we found out later that we're still having a get-together in honor of the seniors sometime this month and in may we'll be performing the show again for the manor club. now that makes me happy. knowing that it's not over just yet. knowing that i there's still "one day more". *smiles*
well i made friends and had crushes. i sang better and worse, depending on how i felt. i cried and laughed and felt lonely and ecstatic. i walked home every night from rehursals singing "on my own" as loud as i wanted to. les mis was a release. les mis was the reason i went to school and lasted throught the day. i'd just keep thinking, in the middle of class, "well i feel like shit now and im tired and hungry but i have les mis tonight." and it would brighten my day. every day with the cast, as corny as this is about to sound, was like unwrapping a present. you never knew what to expect but it was always beautiful and god-given. those were the god-given days.
today the seniors gave their speeches. and every single tear i had inside me about the cast party and leaving my friends and just the show ending in general streamed from my eyes. everyone cried. even the guys had tears sparkling in their eyes. during "bring him home", the song that valjean sings, praying to god that marius will be unharmed in battle, mike couldn't hold it in. we couldn't see his face, the camera was zoomed out too far, but his voice shook and so did he. we knew that he was crying. and the people who were supposed to be sleeping in the background heard the quiver in his voice, and were crying too. and we were crying backstage. it was a tearfest. but can you blame us? we all thought it would be the last time we did any of this together.
but we found out later that we're still having a get-together in honor of the seniors sometime this month and in may we'll be performing the show again for the manor club. now that makes me happy. knowing that it's not over just yet. knowing that i there's still "one day more". *smiles*