Ladies and Gentlemen...

This is the part where you breathe a sigh of relief -- because the show was amazing. Then, about two seconds later, you realize how much stuff you've been neglecting and how behind you are on everything and how little time is left in the year. It's all good for now, though. Homework comes and goes. It either gets done or it doesn't. I need to start working again...if I still have a job. It's such a funny dilemma that it doesn't even bother me. What a weird place to work. What was I supposed to do? They never gave me a schedule and I never even met my boss. Worse case scenario: I still have a 200 dollar pay check to pick up. Best case: I can start working a lot in the next three weeks before Chicago and Florida. If I can't there are going to be some issues. I don't know how I'll find another job and make enough money fast enough to be financially suited for the trip. I need to hash out the last minute plans for the trip and -- God yes -- I can start working on my movie again. Life is good.

That wasn't sarcasm.

But that was.

Oh, and I got invited to a party in New York City for "outstanding members of the 2006 entering class" at NYU. The only little blip is that the invitation was the first notice that I'd even been accepted into the class. I haven't recieved any other information. I'm going to call the admissions office on Monday and see what's up. I'm excited, obviously, but I'm trying to keep my hopes down until I get a firmer acceptance. What-so-ever. I can't wait until financial aid is the only thing up in the air. Haha.

I'm very excited for Tony's Eagle Ceremony/Party today. So excited that I can't do any homework right now. That's going to be a problem around eleven o'clock tonight, I think. I could really use some sleep too. Oh well. No big deal. I can do the biology essay in lunch tomorrow and we don't even have English tomorrow, right? Safe.

This show is very exciting to perform. I mean, the last big part I had was Jack in Into the Woods and, I mean, while it's fun -- the whole second act is extremely depressing. In comparrison, it seems like every five seconds in Crazy For You there is a laugh line or an exciting dance move or something. I'm glad Dan came to the show. I know how much he loves musical theatre, but I really appreciated it.

This is going to be a good week.