At this exact moment, I am sitting in the Orlando Airport, awaiting to board my 10:35AM flight to New York City...yea, I always try to be early, JUST in case something goes wrong...well, I got to the gate at 8:00AM...thank God for free wireless internet *thumbs up*
ANYWAYS.
As Director of Stetson's Broadway Revue show, I'm about to kill myself...well, I'm about to allow myself to be killed...the stress and chaos recently is causing a slow, and quite natural, death.
Why don't people just do their job?
Why don't people respond to your emails, Facebook messages, mail, OR plea for help?
I. Don't. Get. It.
What I need to do is just lay out on the table what all I need to do and take care of...hmm...let's see...
1. Buy my costumes
2. Buy props
3. Finish choreography for "Hey Big Spender" and "You Could Drive A Person Crazy"
4. Figure out the stage setup
5. Contact tech people - microphones, lights, spotlights
6. Email Hollis Center people about ballet bar FOR "Hey Big Spender"
7. Write cello part for "Song of Purple Summer"
8. Email advertisers the layout for flyers
9. Don't kill one's self in process...
There. I actually feel kind of better now. It's much better to write a bunch of crap down on an online blog, than it is to keep it all cramped in your mind and lose sleep over it at night because you're so stressed out and depressed.
Oh, and by the way, I still have to do life besides that.
Don't we all, though?
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