So...that's it. The musical is...over with. How...strange. Has there ever been that much of a family-attitude in our theatre program ever? How did it all just click? It was a fascinating revolution of CTG. This past half year has been so remarkably unrealistic. It seems like everything was a dream.
I feel really good about myself. For once, I'm satisfied with myself no matter how many flaws I had this night, because there's nothing I can do about it. I can't go back in time and fix some details, so I'm happy with myself as of now (and how often does that ever happen? [never]). I'm happy.
You know who makes me happy as of late? Adam N. makes me so happy. He's so comforting all of the time and reassuring. We have the same views on life, the past, the future.
Missy is such a great person and always knows how to put a smile on my face. We've established that we're each other's angels and that we both have theme songs.
The beaubeas are so awesome for coming to the show. Yes, Justin, I did see the sincerety. Thank you so much, you guys.
The cast and crew are so loving and funny. It's a very positive environment that we have there, and it's just what we need. Perhaps that was the revolution in itself was that we had awesome people to begin with.
And, of course, Mr. Zainea is probably the best person I've ever known in my life. The only reason why I didn't cry from his letter was because my eyes were so dry from crying beforehand in the choir room. He believes a lot in me, and he tells me so. He is so magical.
So I returned home from the party, and there was an envelope from the Purple Rose theatre on my bed. I was reading it, hoping that it was for a request to have me audition for something, but it was no more than a letter for donating money ;_;. Oh well.