November 2011
4 posts
It's too soon, too soon to say goodbye.
Today is my last show.
Les Miserables is coming to an end and, tonight, it will all be just a memory. I will not preform (aside from class-related things) again on that stage. I won’t wear the costumes again.
This.
Fucking.
Sucks.
Seriously, this sucks like no other. I don’t want this to be the last time I bump into DJ, or sing with Josh, or do that extremely quick change into the...
Of Crying and PMS
I haven’t blogged in quite a while. I do look at my feeds, and traffic is low as usual, but I just like to shove my feelings out into the world and wait for them to be absorbed.
Yesterday I went to the Beckoning of Lovely, which turned out to be pretty lovely. It wasn’t as amazing as I’d seen the others be on YouTube. It was kinda funny that, when I spotted John Green, it was...
The Ashes of Friendship
I hold a piece of notebook paper in my hand, though one could hardly call it holding due to how much my hands are shaking. The handwriting is messy and, as always, hard to read. Pencil lead covers the page innocently, like it doesn’t know what words it has formed and their effect on the person they were meant for. I know what it says. I have read the page over and over, yet I continue to...
