January 2012
And now off to bed dream about the concrete jungle.
Music, hot tea, and writing it all out.
Charlotte Hay is now in the Archives.
Thank you to everyone who…
- Had my back.
- Made me cry.
- Made me look like a 50 year old woman.
- Kept me sane.
- Made sure I was ready for the best and the worst.
- Bought me food, tea, and cough drops.
- Held me tight and refused to let go.
- Made me smile.
- Kissed me fiercely.
Now, countdown until the concrete jungle: 5 days.
For the first time in awhile.
I don’t care what anyone said or says, I did my best.
One more week and I’m coming home, New York City.
This time, for a chance.
I must remember that I am doing this for myself and no one else.
My happiness is based off how much energy I will bring to the table.
I am ready.
After these last two painful months of finding out who Charlotte really is, I’m ready to make a house of people laugh hysterically.
I know this will be my first and last lead, but I am going to take full advantage of that stage, my audiences, and my emotions.
It’s time to show what being infinite is all about.
The only thing I need to get by from this point until Saturday night.
Oh my goodness! This makes me so happy! Thank you so much! Please tell all your Anon BFFLZ to come see Moon Over Buffalo at DPHS this Friday and Saturday at 7pm!
I’m so nervous.
I perform my first lead ever.
I get so manic and dazed at everything that happens with this show.
I am up at 4 in the morning because my thoughts and emotions get the best of my sleep patterns.
I am representing everything with this show:
My school.
My ensemble.
My family.
My future.
I need motivation and happiness…quick.
I know I have to find it myself, but I need someone by my side to help me find it.
The only things that are keeping me sane, yet up.
I have the biggest week ahead of myself.
I will spill my guts more later.
My first college, what a nice start!
An A on my journal. An A on my monologues and songs. An A on my Senior Research paper. A wonderful day of rehearsal. PB&J for dinner. The possibility of going to Disney after dress on Sunday. A cute boy texting me before I fall asleep. Half of senior year is gone. New York in two weeks, Buffalo in one, Beast in five.