Sounds like a journey?
You know what? I'll admit it. It wasn't perfect.
But who said magic had to be perfect all the time anyway?
It was indescribable. Every moment of it. From the beginning to the end, from our first sessions kneading out the script to the coolness of the auditorium, standing motionless and waiting. Telling the story we had worked so hard to put together. Being Eleanor Rigby.
It was a rollercoaster throughout - disappointment to excitement to apprehension to cynicism to awe to terror to anger to frustration to hilarity to appreciation to gratitude to highs to lows to love - to wanting to cry at the end of it all, because everything and everyone made it such an amazing journey throughout. It was our story, one that I can keep in the back of my mind to read over and over again, one that I'm so utterly happy to have been a part of.
This last run for SYF felt like the shortest run I had ever had, every second squeezed down to a blink, to the point that when we were standing at the front of the stage, linking arms and taking our bows, it didn't seem like enough, felt like it was too short to savour for something that always seemed to take forever to end. But I'm glad. I'm glad to be missing it, I'm glad that it's over so that I can realize how much I truly loved it, I'm glad that we were here, SC Drama. We were Eleanor Rigby.
Thank you, Drama. RIght now, right here, I can safely say that I have absolutely no regrets.
But who said magic had to be perfect all the time anyway?
It was indescribable. Every moment of it. From the beginning to the end, from our first sessions kneading out the script to the coolness of the auditorium, standing motionless and waiting. Telling the story we had worked so hard to put together. Being Eleanor Rigby.
It was a rollercoaster throughout - disappointment to excitement to apprehension to cynicism to awe to terror to anger to frustration to hilarity to appreciation to gratitude to highs to lows to love - to wanting to cry at the end of it all, because everything and everyone made it such an amazing journey throughout. It was our story, one that I can keep in the back of my mind to read over and over again, one that I'm so utterly happy to have been a part of.
This last run for SYF felt like the shortest run I had ever had, every second squeezed down to a blink, to the point that when we were standing at the front of the stage, linking arms and taking our bows, it didn't seem like enough, felt like it was too short to savour for something that always seemed to take forever to end. But I'm glad. I'm glad to be missing it, I'm glad that it's over so that I can realize how much I truly loved it, I'm glad that we were here, SC Drama. We were Eleanor Rigby.
Thank you, Drama. RIght now, right here, I can safely say that I have absolutely no regrets.