Oh Dang...

So this weekend was absolutely amazing. Friday, I invited my friends Andrew and Jim to go to the movies on Saturday but Jim heard wrong and called me that night asking where we were meeting . We ended up seeing Coraline that night lol. It's a really trippy movie that I don't think is good for kids. I loved it though. After the movie, we went to Andrew's house and decided that we we're going to NYC the next morning. So the three of us slept over at his house and we woke up at 6:30 the next morning. We left from Jim's house at eight and got to the city at around 8 (It was a totally amazing car ride). We went to Starbucks and walked around for a bit before meeting with some friends at around 11 for lunch. We started to head back to NJ around 1 and got home in record time. We spent so time at Jim's house because we felt like hanging out.

What happened next was prehaps the stupidest thing I've ever done. Jim and Andrew were talking and, out of nowhere, I decided to call up this guy I've had a major crush on for the past two years and tell him how I felt. I really don't even know what happened, I just did it. If I can remember, the conversation went like something like this:

Me: Hey [guy I like], It's Zach.
(Jim and Andrew stop talking and look over)

Him: Umm...hey. What's up? Are you ok?

Me: Yes! I've had the most amazing 24 hours of my life. Things have happened and I think I just really need to tell you something.

Him: Ok...

Me: Well, you might think I'm high or drunk or something but I've liked you for a long long time. I think for as long as I've known you. I'm sorry if this is freaking you out. I hope I just didn't ruin our friendship.

Him: Uhh...it's ok.

Me: Damn, I sound crazy right now

Him: Uh...I think we need to talk about this later. I'll see you later. Bye.

The next thing I can remember is laying on the couch with Jim and Andrew near close to having a panic attack. I don't think I've ever done anything close to that in my entire life. It felt totally amazing.

It's been over 24 hours since then and no response. I really hope I didn't screw things up.

I haven't posted in a bit.

Actually, since opening night. Tomorrow is our last show and I have quite a few different emotions. First, I'm going to be sad to see a show as magical as this close. I don't think we've ever had a bad show. I'm so happy that my mom recorded tonight's show. I'm also kind of angry because I feel like I'm ignoring my best friends for something that I usually feel kind of left out of. I'm also terrified because I'm going to be away from alot of my friends from OBSP for a long, long time. I won't be in a show until next September and that scares me alot. But maybe I'll find a job and get some money so I can actually do things with my friends. And I'm kind of still totally head over heels for someone and I thought that since the show is almost over, I'd have given up now. Bah. This post is depressing me. I think I should just go to bed.

Opening Night...

...was AMAZING! We had the energy and probably the best audience ever. Some technical things went wrong but it was actually kinda funny. After the show was pretty awesome. We went to a local restaurant and partied it up a bit. I think I had the best table ever and right now I think I'm a bit drunk off of jello shots. I had three: blue raspberry, lime, and grape. They were pretty awesome. I think I should get some sleep.

Worst fucking rehearsal ever.

I'm done. I really think I've had all that I can take with this fucking show and I'm done.

I haven't posted in two days

Rehearsals have been going well. I've been doing this (almost daily) for a bit now lol. It just snowed and it's all pretty outside : )

Everybody in the whole cell block...

We're running act one tomorrow!!! We did a fuckton of set work today and worked on alot of stuff that needed polishing. Tomorrow I have my US History and Chem exams...not looking forward to them at all.