10:36 pm. I sit down the first time today and take it all in, every scrap of it, and then let it all out in one furry of thought: holy crap. The first show went well; not perfect, but very well. Anything we screwed up we managed to correct right then and there and none was the wiser of our error. I'm really proud of the cast (particuarly the noobs) for their performance tonight. They handled everything extremely well. I have a math test tomorrow, one in which I am by no means prepared for and yet have homework to be completed before then. Friday I have due an outline and thesis for English, a class I thought I was doing great in and come to find that I have a B-. I could have died. I mean...come on...me...english...B-...anyone else catching on? I'll be pissed if my semester grade averages to a B. Though shamefully I admit I deserve a B- I haven't been doing any reading or anything (not that I haven't tried) there just doesn't ever seem to be time. Or maybe there is time and I just choose to use it differently. Anyways, no, I'm worried and angry, and more nervous for finals than I am about the show tomorrow night. School, I must say, is definitely ruining this for me. I'd be enjoying this so much more withouth the stress. Still, I won't complain. And even if I do have circles under my eyes tomorrow, ask me how I am and the last thing I will tell you is that I'm tired because we're all tired and frankly, I'm really sick of hearing that from people. Anyway, come see the show if you haven't planned on it already. And if you can, come tomorrow (Thursday) because I really believe it is going to be our best show. The only thing I don't like about it is the set changes and curtain call but oh well. T has this whole idea that the audience should be able to see us make set changes and all to see "the magic of theatre". Whatever. Math time... Carrie AKA: eLiZaBeTh "Oh John..."