Summer Nights
So I was looking through some of my old saved emails I have, and I ran across a bunch with pictures in them from the Toppers Awards Ceremony that I went to when I was in Grease. This was right before I did Chicago. It brought back so many memories from both shows. How no matter how hard it got, we still had an incredible time, and it all paid off on opening night. (And for Grease, how it all paid off when we performed and won at the awards ceremony.) God, I miss that time. Life was so much easier back then. I mean, I had problems, but they weren’t STUPID problems. I miss the people I hung out with, too. It was a community theatre thing, so most were older than I was. We all became really tight. I mean, we kind of had to because we were pulling around eight hour practices, sometimes eleven near the show. Spending that much time with people, you’re bound to get attached in some way. I had so many different experiences during those shows…I don’t think I’ve ever worked so hard in my life at something. We made memories that most of us will cherish for the rest of our lives. I met the first guy I ever kissed and the first guy I ever fell in love with while doing the shows. It’s kind of difficult to forget that. Looking through the pictures, and seeing him, and all of the other people; some who had become my life-long friends; made me miss being home. Although I hated it when I was there, that was mainly because I was living at home. I don’t miss that. I miss being able to have a life, I guess. I miss working hard and something that I loved doing. I miss doing something I was passionate about with people who knew how much it meant to me to be able to do it, because they felt the same way. Some would say, well, why don’t you get involved with the theatre program here at SVU? Well, it’s not the same. When I go back home to Italy for the summer, I will hopefully be participating in it again. But the directors have since left, as have a few of the original members. But the point is that I will be back, doing what I love, with the people I love. Summer can’t come soon enough for me.
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Do you know how much I wish it were summer every day? I miss my summer so much. Life is so much better in the summer and people seem to suck a lot less. Summer memories are the best.
"Here in this diary, I write you visions of my summer. It was the best I ever had!"
Check out that song. "In This Diary" by the Ataris.
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