I am having severe post show withdrawals. I find myself singing the songs in the shower, thinking of random lines and bursting into laughter, missing the people more than anything.
And so, my fellow bloggers, I have come to a definite decision.
I AM GOING TO AUDITION FOR SWEENEY TODD.
Why is this so monumental, you ask? I have 5 AP classes and a sport going on at the same time as the show and starting the debate club and starting up Young Life and working on living out my faith more radically.
So perhaps my small bit of peace can lie, as it once did, in the theater where, for a few precious hours a night, It's not my story that's being played out, its Sondheim's.
Though I still wish the playhouse would suck it up and work on getting the rights to A Very Potter Musical. That will be the day.
In other unrelated news....
"I'm sick of summer at this waiting around..." I've gotta get back to school. I'm feeling unproductive and stressed about college. This will not change until I am surrounded by 600 or so others who are feeling the same way. cause we be SENIORS this year, kids. It's the beginning of the end, and the start of the real world. But it's gonna be TOTALLY AWESOME. because...I MISS SCHOOL.
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