We opened divas on a Tuesday, then Latin on Saturday. We put off learning Latin so we literally learnt the entire show in 3 days. Singing, dancing, costuming, lighting, make up, blocking, quick changes, etcetcetc. I cried in my dorm room almost twice everyday day. The first time we ran the show, I had an anxiety attack and started screaming I wasn't ready. Not the best experience. I was shaken up to say the least. Thinking about the process and the show itself still makes me feel defeated. The day of the show I camped out in my room, rehearsed, cried and did sit-ups after sit-ups because the costume is no no there's no costume. It could be something you picked up last weekend from Victoria secret.
Thankfully after binging on sweets and pineapples I carved a smile in my face and just went for it.
Habdjoabx bckdiiwyavc
Gah it wasn't good. My mic was dangling an shie. WAH.
Second show was a blur.. A LOT better but not fantastic. Dancing in the atrium/lobby afterwards was fun though. The guests seemed to think we were royalty. Taking pictures and dancing with us and what not.
I could go on for ever about this day. Man. Latin nights. L a t i n n i g h t s.
Ahhhhhhhhhh
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