...for a reason...

...bringing something we must learn...

...and we are led...

...to those who help us most to grow...

...if we let them...

...and we help them in return...

...well, I don't know...

...if I believe that's true...

...but I know I'm who I am today...

...because I knew you...


...like a comet pulled from orbit...

...as it passes a sun...

...like a stream that meets a boulder...

...halfway through the wood...

...who can say if I've been changed for the better...

...but because I knew you...

...I have been changed...

...for good.

Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.

Glinda

We're gonna rock it tonight,
We're gonna jazz it up and have us a ball!

The minutes seem like hours,
The hours go so slowly,
And still the sky is light . . .
Oh moon, grow bright,
And make this endless day endless night!



Seal my fate tonight
I hate to have to cut the fun short
But the joke's wearing thin
Let the audience in
Let my opera begin!!!!

This song makes me smile this week:)

Well this past week has been a bumpy ride. Monday started daily rehearsals...it went...not so well. Tuesday was a little better...ish. Wednesday, we were almost performance ready. It was amazing how well we pulled together. It seems like every time we do One, we get better and better.

Then after being there late into Wednesday night, we left, woke up 8 hours later to go BACK for morning class on Thursday. It was actually the funnest morning class EVER! There was just 9 or 10 of us...everyone else decided to sleep in and come in the afternoon. So we did cartwheels and worked on acrobatics for Seize the Day, and then taught One to Haidyn and Ryan. It was alot of fun. Afternoon class was kind of boring. There's something very strange going on in CSDC right now. It doesn't all fit together. It needs to be dealt with soon. *shakes head* we really do need a t-shirt that says "Keep the drama onstage."

So now we have 2 days of rest before our second week of daily rehearsals.

*EDIT: oh, I almost forgot: YAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!

Until next time,

Sassie

"Will you need a blue sky holiday?
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on"

Appropriate, yes?


Why did it have to be a friend
Who chose to betray the Lord?
Why did he use a kiss to show them?
That's not what a kiss is for

Only a friend can betray a friend
A stranger has nothing to gain
And only a friend comes close enough
To ever cause so much pain

And why did there have to be thorny
Crown pressed upon His head?
It should have been the royal one
Made of jewels and gold instead

It had to be a crown of thorns
Because in this life that we live
For all who seek to love
A thorn is all the world has to give

And why did it have to be
A heavy cross He was made to bare?
And why did they nail His feet and hands?
His love would have held Him there

It was a cross for on a cross
A thief was supposed to pay
And Jesus had come into the world
To steal every heart away

Yes, Jesus had come into the world
To steal every heart away

--Why?, Michael Card

I am so unbelievably tired. CJ, Beth, and I stayed up ALL night, because sis had another EEG this morning, and it was supposed to test her brain waves when they're excited...or something like that. So she wasn't allowed to sleep before the test. So we stayed up all night, ate a ton of junk food (seriously, there's a mountian load), and watched Season 2 of House. Aubrey stayed for part of it, but left around 11 or so. When I FINALLY couldn't keep my eyes open even if my life depended on it, I went upstairs to my room, and slept harder than I think I ever have. I got a good 3 1/2 hours in though (5:00-8:30). So I then had to get up and do math and literature. *starts singing It's a Hard Knock Life* So now that I'm done writing my draft for my paper, I'll probably go sleep for a long time.

Confession: (I know this is kind of late in coming, but I'm gonna say it anyway.) I still cannot believe that I'm playing Glinda. Way before Wicked was even an apple in Steven Schwartz's eye, Glinda was my hero, and Wizard of Oz was my best friend. Several months ago, when I first found out, after my initial scream, I almost couldn't breathe, trying to make sure I didn't wake up and ruin it all. It was too good. Too perfect. So, now that I've rehearsed it countless times with one of my dearest friends (who I can't imagine doing it without, and am so blessed to be doing it with), and I know it's real, not a day goes by when I don't thank God countless times for it.

Okay, enough of that. :)

Until a couple nights ago, I guess I had forgotten exactly how much I loved Fiddler on the Roof...and exactly how much the second half makes me cry. It's such a beautiful story, and a sad one. My favorite character has always been Motel. :) My sisters and mother will holler when I say this, but I honestly still can't watch Fruma Sarah rise from the grave. I look away momentarily and look back when she's already singing to Tevye. When I was younger, I would shriek and run from the room all the way upstairs during the dream scene. I am THAT good.

Sleep is a wonderful thing, and I'm going to go take advantage of it.

Love yall! *muuaaaahhh*

Sassie

"Once I was happily content to be
As I was, where I was,
Close to the people who are close to me,
Here in the home I love"