Opening night is tonight.

I woke up this morning and had two thoughts.

1.) Today is the play. Can I even talk? *checks* Nope. Oh well. Maybe I have strep and won't be able to perform - I really do have a bad cold- and the play will be off!

2.) I'm missing the soccer tournament today. I'm not going to get to see Judah or Joel or Johnathan today, all for a stupid play. Its my senior year, and I can't be there for my team.

And then I realized that I really couldn't talk, it wasn't just a joke. And freaked out.

But I had voice lessons today and we worked it all out. I'm miked on the songs anyways (which I didn't know until Wednesday. Fat heads) so I won't be stressing abour projecting and actually end up trying to be louder and screwing my vocal chords.

I'm getting my hair done now though, so I gotta go. I'll tell you tormorrow how it all turns out. I'm really at peace about it right now though. It will in all probability be terrible, but I'm like, almost ok with it right now. Weird.

Later

-Shell