It's over?

I can't believe that I cried that much. I guess I expected to cry a little, but I was sobbing my eyes out. I'm such a baby

It's over. I know that I should be sleeping right now, but I just got back from Steak and Shake and I'm all sugared up, thanks to ice cream....so!

My throat is very very sore...I think it's due to the combined effects of sobbing, laughing, singing the show and then singing that weird high-pitched "presto agitato" version of Foeman after meet and greet.

I'm going to miss you all so much....why do we act this way? It's not like the world ends after the final curtain call...but I will miss those brilliant lyrics and the clever ways everyone interpreted their characters. I'll also miss dressing up as my dear purple frilly Edith, and...yes...I'll miss putting in those annoying rollers, although I think I'm getting my hair cut now that the show is over.

I can't believe that I broke parasols on both opening and closing nights, and that out of all the daughters on stage with parasols and all of the shows we did, I was the only one that broke anything. It's a gift...but one that I don't like. I felt absolutely horrible whenever it broke on Opening, but at least on Closing they might not be used for a while, so it can be repaired...maybe. I do feel bad, especially after we were told to be really careful with them. I won't dwell on this any longer, I'll talk about something more positive.

Sleep! I'll go to bed!
Goodnight!
Love you all!