Jan 25, 2005 22:36
Evita is over. This of course is bitter/sweet. It was hard for me to be oober teary eyed on the Sunday night performance- not because I wasn't full of emotion, but because I couldn't express those emotions I did feel with tears. The thing is, if I dwell on the fact that I'm not going to be performing in a musical at Bowie ever again with all of my closest friends, all I will feel is sadness... so what is the point? Evita kicked ass. I was honored to be among the cast, and honored to have been allowed to stretch myself to my greater potential. I was honored to be interviewed by those slut reporters, to share a role with two brilliant/talented/beautiful/passionate young ladies, and to be accepted into a group of people full of such great maturity, ambition, and integrity. Thank you. Good show.
TETA is tomorrow. I just got off the phone with... MR. ANDREWS!! He called me from Cornwell's hotel room in Dallas. I think they were both drunk. I can't wait to see him tomorrow! Of course, I will not be neglecting the love of my life Marco Bazan.
I fell in love today with a swimmer. Well, maybe I didn't fall in love with him, but I did fall into lust and like with him. Apparently his name is Sean, and Tanya's bro is friends with him! I am going to date him! Just gimme some time!
I had a horrible experience today in the salon at ULTA. I hate ULTA. Anybody that goes there will suffer my wrath. Long story short: I still have brown hair, and I will have it for the rest of my life. I hate ULTA. (Sorry for screaming the f-word in your face, Jill!)
I really should be packing....
Ms. Bagley really is my best friend. If anybody has a problem with that, then you should be hung from a post. She is very mature and wise.
Tomorrow I have to go to South First, to Cornhole's house, and to Tammy's nails off of Manchac in a period of 2 hours. Hope I can do it! GAH! I have so much crap to do before tomorrow night!
Goodnight and Thank You!