oh, mr. sun, sun, mr. golden sun . . .
sigh.
i'm exhuasted. on all fronts. i need a vacation. from grades, from people, from winter, from impending doom. i need some sunshine - literally and figuratively. just some moment of true, piercing joy, warmth. i won't survive the season without it.
saturday is cabaret, and while the stress of getting it organized is driving me (and, i'm sure, everyone who's putting up with me) crazy, i'm seriously excited. i've watched for years and years, dying to be that girl who's running the show, that girl who lights up the stage and keeps the energy going. to be that girl whose voice resonates across the room and through the spirits of other young girls, inspiring them to work to be on stage. to be in the spotlight. and to announce the acts - my friends. to present their talent to the murmuring crowd. here we go - another once in a lifetime event. this could be the last time i get a crowd's attention . . but let's hope it's the beginning of the road to larger arenas.
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If anyone, I mean anyone tells you that you've been acting crazy, I'll turn off their mic.
It has been a pleasure to organize, audition, plan, hang out, and if you insist on saying so, go crazy with you during this entire endeavor. Let's forget lighting up the stage for one second and talk about lighting up life. You're magical to work with and simply be around. I would go through the entire process again if it you were there with me. In slightly shorter context, you rock Heather Pringle.
Tomorrow night will be unbelievable (wait till everyone hears it).
Oh, and did I mention that singing and dueting with you has been unforgetable? It just shows that much more clearly why you're president. It's as simple as that.
I'm just so lucky to have you in this. That's all.
=)
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November 5, 2004 at 10:48 PM
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