“Chicago” is on Logo.
“Cell Block Tango” never fails to mesmerize me. Catherine Zeta-Jones is the fiercest bitch… Ever.
“Chicago” is on.
“You know, some men just can’t hold their arsenic.”
The musical is over.
My last musical on my school’s stage. My last performance ever at my high school. I nearly cried during intermission because I knew it was half way over. I will miss everyone in my thespian troupe next year, and I am so glad that I’ve had the opportunity to grow with them over the past few years.
Tonight was the second performance of our school musical, and it went very well despite several technical difficulties among other problems as well. Our soundboard has a loose wire, and in the middle of me singing a high note in “And I Am Telling You I’m Not Going” the speakers blasted as loud as they possibly could. I almost blew the speaker, and I thought it was my fault. But it wasn’t. So yeah. Good show tonight.
This GIF applies perfectly. Haha. I’m conceited :( Love me.
Just got home from dress rehearsal.
Mascara and eyeliner running down my face, gel in my fucking hair, tired, sweaty, vocal cords strained, feet hurting, and muscles tense. I’m so ready for this show to be over with. Performance week is finally here. I love theatre.
So we had rehearsals tonight for our fall musical…
…and the straight boys would not kiss their girl dance partners on the cheek.
On the cheek.
THE CHEEK, GUYS.
I was like “Are we still in middle school? Just do it.” Then the whining started…
And they were like “But it’s awwwwwwwkward.” And I’m just like
I just cannot deal. Not this year. Hell no.
Dreamgirls is my shit right now.
- Mom: ZAK!
- Me: Yes?
- Mom: Get in here now!
- Me: Give me a minute.
- Mom: I said NOW.
- Me: *steps into the hallway and looks at her*
- Mom: Go to the store, and buy some milk. We're out.
- Me: And I am telling you... I'm not going.