Don’t you dare make fun of me!
I somewhat feel like a little kid who just found out that there is no Santa Claus. But not in that dream-shattering way; It's more of a “Well, if there is no Santa Claus, then I am free to go buy my own presents, woo!” way.
It's silly, because I love love love The Wizard of Oz movie. Before I really dug into the book, I watched it again and it made me so giddy… Now I feel kinda guilty, because I so didn't expect Wicked to turn out the way it did.
My heartbreaking mood was, however, lifted as soon as I got my hands on the musical soundtrack and now I am preparing for a weeklong torture of family and neighbors with my rendition of Popular.
Also, how prophetic of me was it to choose so_wicked as a user name so many years ago? I’d say, that’s pretty wicked of me, indeed.