
Priscilla. A writer, a psychologist wannabe, a student. Hopeless romantic. Pisces. Content.
"The thing to remember is, if we're all alone, then we're all together in that too.” - Katie Bates
title: weight off my shoulder These past few days had been hell for me. Heck, it had been hell for everyone. The preparation for the play demanded much more time and energy than I thought and, more than once, I wanted nothing more than to bite someone's head off or crawl under my cover and not wake up. I was this close to be the bitch who would not hesitate tell her sick friend to suck it up and come to practice no matter what. I was tense, short-tempered, panicky, and probably hated (and was hated by) some of my own teammates.
In short, the monster reared its ugly head. But it's all over. We performed this morning; had to wait for almost an hour for the sound guy to arrive (I had no idea if he ever arrived or not, but I still think we paid them for nothing), Margareth had several accidents, and the music was all wrong toward the end (I should've made sure Stella knew her cue), but it turned out pretty okay. Whatever. All that matters is that it's all over now. YAY!! On a lighter note, I'm eighteen now. Doesn't feel that different than being seventeen, but we'll see. ;) I had an okay birthday. Mum cooked the whole day, and we had to go shopping for the ingredients which was pretty fun. Dad was in a good mood the whole weekend too, which is always a good thing, and he cooked too. And I got to eat ice cream both times we went out. I'm happily stuffed.I didn't get any gifts, but it's alright. I can't think of anything I want that you could buy here (though I do have a wish list up on Facebook, but most of them are frivolous things), and my friends are way too busy to put together something special, so I totally understand. =) Mum said she'd buy me a pair of real earrings, unlike the plastic ones I currently own, and maybe some of the things I might need when I actually leave for uni, wherever that may be. Which reminded me that this might be my last birthday here. *sighs* Oh well, at least it was a good one. Labels: birthday, eighteen, family, food, friends, monster, school |
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