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It's been ages, but it's 4;41 in the morning and I'm bored...I'm in a show starting tomorrow, it's running the next two weekends...for some reason it's really stressing me out, even though I know it'll be fine. I think it's because I haven't been in an official play in a theater in a long time, there's added pressure. My mom and stepdad are coming to see it on Friday, I have yet to warn them about some of the *ahem* adult themes of the play. There's more than one instance of boys simulating masturbation, and I parade around vomiting and making out with guys (in that order specifically). I wrote the play that I'm acting in (there's 4 plays in the show), never thinking that I would actually have to play any of the parts. So of course I added all kinds of fun stuff, and was thinking "ha ha, I can't wait for someone to do this, good thing I don't have to...". Blew up in my face in the end :-) It will be good I think...I hope. I should go to bed instead of fretting about it unnecessarily.