Ugh, I'm exhausted right now, as I made the probably unfortunate choice to go out after opening night even though I have to wake up at quarter of 6 tomorrow, and it is currently past midnight.

But on the other hand, I feel really awesome and feel the need to write this down anyhow. I'll just be slightly tired-er tomorrow...

Opening night was tonight! I feel like we did really well. My voice is pretty much back- the only problem is, I have obsessive coughing spells at unpredictable intervals. My throat doesn't hurt at all and I can sing for the most part, but every once in a while I just... Well, explode into a coughing fit, and can't help it. Anyhow, we didn't make any disasterous mistakes. My costume change person didn't hear her cue to come onstage for my reallyreallyquick change, so that almost was late, but it happened anyhow. In the meantime I said some words that I don't think Belle would have used, so I seriously hope they muted my mic... There were a few minor mistakes- but there always are, right? And we had so much energy. I'm probably way too biased to judge, but I think we did amazing.

A decent amount of people showed for a Thursday too. More than I had expected- I don't know the actual number, but it was probably in the 400-500 range (I'm judging by the fact that our auditorium seats 700 and there weren't too many empty seats). I had tons of family there, which is always night (ugh, I mean nice! It's too late to talk or type or attempt to communicate).

I don't know- I just feel like I've been doubting myself for so long and questioning why I got this part, what I did to deserve it, and it all kind of came together. I don't mean to say I was amazing or anything, I just felt, well... Comptent. Like I did deserve it. Especially afterward, when my director found me and started crying and saying how proud she was of me- she doesn't act like that unless she means it, and it was way after everyone else had left. It doesn't sound like a lot, but it meant so much to know that she didn't regret giving this part to me.

Alright well, I still have to wash all the hairspray out of my hair and the makeup off my face- not to mention that I have to beg mis padres to let me sleep in a bit tomorrow- so I'm off... -Cait