The End

May 01, 2004 12:54

In just a little over three hours, I'm going to be heading off for call.

The weird thing is, this is the last time I'm going to be heading off for call. After this production, the show closes, and that's it. No more productions at Sheldon Drama.

I'm not really sure what to feel right now. I mean, I should be happy, I guess. I've had a good run here, but still. My friends are scattering to the winds in a little over a month. I may not see some of them ever again, and that's very depressing for someone who relies on seeing the same friendly group of faces in order to keep his sanity.

I don't know what I'll do next year, I'll miss everyone, I'll miss this so much. Even when we're arguing, even when everyone's tense because the show seems doomed, Drama has been such fun, I'll never forget it. And I'll never forget everyone in the program, you've all made my life worthwile.

I'm likely going to be in tears by the end of the performance, I hope it doesn't screw up actors' line too much. And God only knows how I'm going to get through cast party.

Senior goodbyes tonight. I still don't know what to say. I'm sure I'll come up with something...

Maybe a jig.

...

Maybe not.
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