Another round of finals. More late nights. More studying until I'm nauseous. More scrambling to get everything I need
Only difference?
This is the last time doing this. Hot damn
THE PLAY IS DONE. But, unlike some of the plays in the past, I truly did not want this one to end. You really can't blame me; it was my last ROIAL Player's production
And it could not have gone better.
I was worried. I was so worried that everyone wouldn't learn their lines, that everyone wouldn't get into their characters, that I wouldn't be able to control the things that were going on. But tech weeks tend to kick everybody into gear, and thank God for that because the way we were rehearsing the week before tech, there was NO WAY I was going to put that stuff up on stage.
And then dress rehearsals happened
And Chrissy saw that it was good. Very good
Sunday was a golden masterpiece. A good portion of my cast was about 45 minutes late to call; Emily was running a fever; Ben, Sasha and I hadn't slept at all; finals were quickly approaching - there was no reason Sunday should have gone as well as it did, but the scenes were paced well, everyone's characters were so sharp, all the light and music cues were on time, and our audience actually laughed (thanks to Bridget, who laughed the loudest).
All in all, fan-fucking-tastic work from everybody.
I am really going to miss doing all of this. I mean, Players has been present throughout my entire college career. It wasn't one of those clubs that I picked up one year and dropped another - I've stayed with this organization for as long as time would let me
And if you know anything about me, I can't let go of anything.
This is going to be a real challenge
I won't even go into how graduation is making me feel. I think I preferred how I felt about it earlier this week...when it didn't feel like I was graduating at all. Now the idea of leaving behind a group of people that I've finally become comfortable with is just so aggravating.
Then again, I'm not really leaving them behind. I AM staying in East Lansing for another year. I'm sure I'll see some of them. But a part of me is afraid that it'll just be more difficult, for a number of reasons. I would never force my friendship on anyone and I'm sure some people think it's time for me to pack up and move on
Or maybe I'm just being stupid and paranoid, like always. Who knows
Who cares?
It's time to go fill out my 18 page study guide for psych and forget about all of this. I'll be fine. It's not a big deal. I'm just panicking. It's natural
