3 days
As i sit here in Mandeville, i realize that i’m not yet scared or nervous. There’s a lot of work to be done…but i’m still ok. Maybe it’s the fact that i’ve been so stressed out lately, everything’s been normalized.
We shall see, come Thursday, i’m sure i’ll blog something different. Actually, as i write this, i can’t help but get some butterflies, and a nervous poop…but whatever. hahahaha.
Gahhh. how do i feel? ok…good? eh. haha. tired maybe. But through it all there’s one thing that i know. i know i’m thankful, and maybe this is a bit premature, but this may be the only time in the next couple of days that i’ll be able to say this… or be alive to do it.
So:
Thanks to my beautiful all cast. 3 AMs, 9 AMs. last minute changes. being yelled at. You’ve all put so much hard work into this production, words cannot express how proud i am to see everything and everyone coming together, but i guess that’s a statement in and of itself. hah.
To my mommy, daddy, broham, and sisterface. Thanks for understanding that i’m not able to come home. i miss you all, how can we be so close, yet so far. I miss going to church with you, having sunday lunch, making fun of everyone…or better yet being made fun of. See you after PCC!
To my favorite fourth year class: thanks for your love and support, your laughs and your smiles. Your hearts and hugs. I don’t know what i would do without you all. What am i going to do next year?! 7 weeks.
To my second years: i love you. I couldn’t have asked to be a part of any other class, without you, i’d be lonely. my life would suck. Even though i make fun of each and every one of you, know that i love and appreciate you all.
To kuya jet, kuya chris, Adam, and Moe: thanks for all the hard work and planning you’ve done. Without you, PCC is nothing. Without you there would be no PCC. Without your creativity and passion, there would be no cast. no dances. no story to tell.
To my Co: thanks for putting up with me. thanks for writing letters, and staying up late to plan. Thanks for listening to my bitching and moaning, all while being able to live with me.
To OCC: thanks for all your hard work. Couldn’t have done it without you. you are the sweat and blood of PCC. you’ve given it life. You’ve given it it’s substance, the skin, bones, muscles, heart.
To my KP MIA fam bam, (yes i know i’m being controversial, i apologize in advance): thank you for being supportive. Thank you for constantly asking me how i’m doing. Thank you for putting a smile on my face. Thanks for the hugs and the talks, the laughs and the cries. Thanks for the food and the alcohol too! :)
To Kuya Chris and Kuya Sam: thanks for your daily texts of encouragement and love. Since i haven’t been able to see my family family in a while, the two of you have been the best substitutes ever. Thanks for letting me come over at all hours of the day and night. Thanks for the long talks, and putting up with my complaining. It’s the little things that you do that maybe you don’t notice, but i do. My days are always good whenever i get a text or a hug from either of you, what would i do without you?
To Ading Jouissance: thanks for hanging out with me, and not being tired of me yet. hahaha. thanks for being my company when no one else wants to be, and thanks for eating with me, even though we’re getting fat, or i am at least. thanks for swiping me, thanks for checkin up. sometimes i feel like the ading, and you’re the kuya…i guess technically you are, but whatevs.
To Ading Jess: Although you’re not in PCC, it always brightens my day to see your face and hear your funny stories and questions. Without you, my life would be boring and far less entertaining. I don’t approve of Andrew. but that’s beside the point. hahahaha. thanks.
To Papa God: thank you for the opportunity to meet all these wonderful people. Thank you for the circumstances that brought me here. Thank you for the blessing of each day, the struggles and the easy comings. thank you for the thank yous.
thanks for reading…or not reading.
WOW. cry time. maybe. but i gotta help with costumes.
