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Oh what a night…

My night, in a word: happiness.
My performance tonight: perfection.
Dame’s performance: Extraordinary.
Sunny’s performance: Vital.
August performance: Cello-tastic! ^_^
It’s the best one we’ve done, hands DOWN. Abolutely amazing. Thanks guys, you made it great for me and my family. I just…I feel happy enough to burst. Or to run down the hall and deep kiss the first eye catching lass I see…^_~
It’s been amazing. I’ve never felt such happiness, such vindication, such adoration, such adulation! I shook hands with the President of the college, (which was awesome) I got a hug from my choir director (who rules) and then I shook hands with the head, the HEAD, THE HEAD of the fine arts division.
He was impressed.
You have no idea how much it means to me that he was impressed with me.
I was always the weirdo, the kid who couldn’t read music, that country bumpkin who could sing pretty well but never really had the skill of the others. I was the…how do I say this…I was the country boy, the guy with the raw talent, but not much else.
And his shaking my hand means that I belong. I feel like I finally belong.
*sigh*
Life Is Good.
I also got to chat with my voice coach and the director of Chambies (the ONLY director of Chambies, God dammit) and I got to introduce him to Mom n Dad. I’m glad they got to meet him before all the crap. He is an amazing man, I’m proud to say I’m his student. He sent me a carnation, with such a touching message, and I had to brush back a tear. He’s just the man.
I feel so loved. I feel so adored. I feel so…fucking amazing.
I just feel great. Even though the makeup ain’t fully off my face and the gel is still in my hair…I feel great.
It’s been an amazing night. An amazing weekend. Frankly, I think Mikado may be the best thing that has ever happened to me.
I can still see their smiling faces, adulation shining in their eyes, impression being left in their hearts…it makes me feel absolutely lighter than air.
This is why I do shows.
This is why I perform.
This is why I enjoy it.
And this is why I’ll probably be unhappy to see it go tomorrow.
Seriously, thanks everyone (you know who you are) who have made this weekend one of the best times of my life.
I can’t thank you enough. I love you all.
Until tomorrow, I tenderly remain,
Eric.