Confession Time

cutelilcardinal

I miss it.

I miss the bright lights.

I miss the blended voices.

I miss the cue lines.

I miss the late nights of practicing.

I miss the nerves before opening night.

I miss the rush of performing.

I miss acting.

I miss singing.

I miss being on stage.

I miss being in my element.

I even miss being terrified to set foot backstage.

I just miss it, and after this year, I won't be able to do anything about it.

Because doing online school means not taking choir and drama.

Doing online school means hiding behind a screen and turning in assignments electronically.

But it's a price I'm willing to pay for better grades and education.

Though, no matter what happens, I'll always miss acting and singing.

 

  • Author: cutelilcardinal (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 11th, 2018 10:49
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • SLR

    If this is an actual issue for you, must bigger towns (and lots of small ones too) have a community theater group where you would be able to act and sing again. If this is your dream, follow it.

    • cutelilcardinal

      My small town is actually working on fixing up the theater downtown and forming a community theater group. I think I'll look into it. Thank you!

      • SLR

        You definitely should if you have a passion for it. Always follow through on your dreams. Otherwise you live with regret the rest of your life.



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