I haven’t written in here in a week. I was always just too tired when I got back to my room. Today, however, I had to make some time. It has been a hard day. But let me tell you the week first.
The Christmas Concert was Saturday and Sunday. At the end of the show, everyone is suppose to give a wish. The girl before me, LuLu, gave her wish in Spanish. Then, when it came to me, I said, “I wish I could speak Spanish fluently.” The whole audience died laughing.
Then for Sunday afternoon’s performance, I said something in Spanish really fast. The whole audience died laughing again.
I enjoyed it!
On Monday, Erick gave me the A Few Good Men script. We have had rehearsals all week. The performance is Sunday at 3:00 p.m.
Yesterday I was asked on the spot to be in a musical theater jury. I have to sing Rolf’s part of “16 going on 17” from The Sound of Music.
I miss her.
There was a rehearsal of that today. I did okay, but they have to teach me how to waltz. I’m also in a scene from The Good Doctor with Al.
I’ve been feeling weird all day. I miss the past. I left about an hour ago to go pray and then I came right back here to write in my journal.
I love you Jesus!
Give me strength.