–STEEL PIER came and went. The last two performances were incredibly hard for me and tears emerged towards the end of the second act which I successfully stifled until the curtain call. It helped that Tom was waiting in the wings last night. He cheered really loudly and was the first thing I saw when I exited into the hall. He is my hero. Step, bump. Step, bump bump.

–I played Cranium at Erica’s last night and ate a lot of spinach dip and brownies. It was a very pleasant way to begin this really really long and hard week.

–I have to choreograph my jazz final and finish my ballet practical on Tuesday, learn an Italian song for Wednesday, write out the International Phonetic Alphabet translation of said Italian song AND find a song to sing for my voice final on Wednesday at 4 pm. I also have to do a paper for Dance History as well as take a huge final exam in the same subject on Thursday at 10:30 am approximately. Finally, I must learn “Scarborough Fair” for my Vocal Diction AKA Fires-Of-Hell Class for the 16th of December. Sad that my college career will end with the worst class ever created.

–The departmental formal is a week from today! I am very excited to get all dolled up one last time. I doubt I will be able to post pictures due to my lack of appropriate software. Donations?

–Last week, I had a dream that I was giving birth and that Angela was my birthing coach. I was terrified of the pain and as the labor started, I fell asleep. Yes. I fell ASLEEP in my dream. Then I woke up and had a newborn in my arms and Angela was exclaming, “SEE! THE BEST THING TO DO WHEN YOU HAVE A BABY IS SLEEP THROUGH THE CONTRACTIONS!” Hmmmm.

–Last NIGHT, I had a dream that Tommy’s family and I rode on an elevator up to the 33rd floor of a “HOTEL RADISSON” where we hung out with:

Julie Andrews. She made us tea and asked us about our love lives. It was pretty damn sweet.

The End.