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Feb. 11th, 2006 12:51 amI am so exhausted, I could scarcely recognize myself at times today. Who was this girl living my body? I guess it was me - they're not things entirely out of character and yet I look at them and wonder "What was I thinking?" (though in some cases, the statement should be "I was not thinking"). I think would like to curl up somewhere and only emerge once the real Katie is back. I suspect this will require a vacation, which I will be getting (emotionally in particular, I hope I pray!) this upcoming week.
Tonight's finale Ensemble show rocked. We sounded so great and while I was a little dissapointed the encore wasn't a choir song (though I heard a few shouts for "Boogie Woogie Buggle Boy" and "My Funny Valentine"), but if it had to be anything else, "Caravan" was by far the best choice. It's such a gorgeous song. I want to dance just hearing it my head! Sigh. Music. *swoons* Though I'd be lying if I even tried to claim half of that joy was not derived from the performance itself. Performance! *swoons*
I had an audition for a play part today, which probably didn't go off as badly as I'd thought it did at the time. The improv, even though I should have known it was coming, terrified me and really threw me off. I remembered shortly after it was all over that I've done sixty zillion auditions and there was no reason to feel so blech over this one over the others, at which point my nerves were much improved. But I still feel like a bit of an idiot. (I know you're reading this Michael, but I'm not censoring myself just because you're the director. If you feel the need to reply, you do it strictly in the friend capacity, hmm?)
I should be writing all of this in my paper journal XD
Anyway, it's time to get some sleep. Maybe the Katie I know and love will be back for a while tommorow, before exhaustion settles back in and this strange she-creature returns.
Tonight's finale Ensemble show rocked. We sounded so great and while I was a little dissapointed the encore wasn't a choir song (though I heard a few shouts for "Boogie Woogie Buggle Boy" and "My Funny Valentine"), but if it had to be anything else, "Caravan" was by far the best choice. It's such a gorgeous song. I want to dance just hearing it my head! Sigh. Music. *swoons* Though I'd be lying if I even tried to claim half of that joy was not derived from the performance itself. Performance! *swoons*
I had an audition for a play part today, which probably didn't go off as badly as I'd thought it did at the time. The improv, even though I should have known it was coming, terrified me and really threw me off. I remembered shortly after it was all over that I've done sixty zillion auditions and there was no reason to feel so blech over this one over the others, at which point my nerves were much improved. But I still feel like a bit of an idiot. (I know you're reading this Michael, but I'm not censoring myself just because you're the director. If you feel the need to reply, you do it strictly in the friend capacity, hmm?)
I should be writing all of this in my paper journal XD
Anyway, it's time to get some sleep. Maybe the Katie I know and love will be back for a while tommorow, before exhaustion settles back in and this strange she-creature returns.
