Oh man. We have reached this point. Hell week. Or, haha, the legit term is "tech week", or "dress rehearsals week", or "week before opening", or "week where everyone will bust their butts off working hard and do great/ or by wednesday night everyone is sobbing from frustration". So far, no tears. Yet. Totally kidding. But at least we don't have rehearsal from like 4:30-10:30 (cough,cough CMT). By around nine by brain starts to shut off. So I'm totally not complaining. A four hour rehearsal is fine. I get to bed at my grandma time of nine, and no diva meltdown will be had.
Is it weird if I actually crave hell weeks? I mean, you get to see everything finally come together, and it's all exciting, and its a show. Who doesn't freaking love being in a show? Oh, you? Sorry. My bad. Awkward. Awwwwkward. Well unlike CMT, we do this thing called 'Secret Star'. It's like secret santa. You give a cast/tech member a gift before each show. So, whoever got me. I have two words for you; lemon bars. No, kidding. I will love anything. As long as it's not electronic dance music or disneyland related. I strongly dislike Disneyland. ANYWAYS. Hell week. Embrace it. Love it. Devour it.
Leaving before this gets weird.
COME SEE THE SHOW. NOVEMBER 1,2,8,9. STUDIO 74, LYNBROOK HIGH SCHOOL.
THE PURPLE HAIR IS HAPPENING.
CLAIRE/KELLY
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