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Godspell proved to be the time of my life. I loved every single moment that I was on stage - despite the sweat dripping on my brow, the constant stress and falling down during the dance numbers, and all of the negatives that I percieved in the back of my mind. My parents said that they never saw me as happy as they did up on the stage, and I believed them. It was a ball. The show proved to be 2 hours of fun with 9 other people that were having the time of their lives.
I fell for the first three nights we ran the entire show (dress rehearsal, thursday, and friday.) What struck me was how quickly I got up again - the thursday fall was after bows, when I ran smack into a support beam (painted black) that was holding the ramp up. I fell, stood up, and was still smiling, and continued smiling running out of the theater. The adreneline carried me. Ditto went for Saturday, when I plopped onto my ass during "We Beseech Thee." I got back up and was back into the song as though nothing had happened. Why I mention these, I don't know, but it may work out to be some huge life lesson about getting back up again - I don't know if I would have done as I did - smiling - 2 months ago, before Godspell.
To the cast, thank you...we made magic together, and had fun doing it. To the crew, I meant what I said, you are the consumate professionals of the theatre even when the rest of the actors were goofing off. You rock.
If you came, thank you...you were such a huge asset to the entire show - the audience. Every night was wonderful, every night was different, but each night the audience fed us the energy we needed to make the show great.
I don't know if I'll ever act again...everything with acting is so focused - where are my hands? what's the next line? what's my next line? where should I be standing? - Everything becomes so deliberate. The trick becomes getting it to be second nature, it seems - so that every action and every line becomes instinctual and inherent to the one before it.
I really can't believe it's all over...I keep expecting another another call, another show, another night with an audience, and it's not happening.
I have no regrets about never acting before this, just as I have no regrets about anything that I've done at La Salle. Things have worked out too well for me to complain and nitpick - I would never have believed how far I've come in four short years...the things I've done and tried, the people I've met, and just the random minutae of college life that just happens!
But now I seem to be babbling quite a bit..
My (rather wonderfully pathetic) end of the year countdown: