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levityHindi ako marunong magbilang. Ang kasunod ng Scene 4, Scene 6.
And theatre is a bundle of love and hate and nerves and panic and Salzella doesn't know how right he is, and it's all worth it in the end, if only because even you want to laugh at your own punch lines.
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I owe many thanks.
Main cast- you guys were awesome, all of you, Orven and Jenn and Jasper and Thea and Maddy and Theia and Allie (JESUS IS GOD AND SAVIOR AS WELL) and MJ and Billy. Where have you seen a better NPA leader, or a more awkward barrio couple, or a more- well, I'm not sure what the word is, exactly, but it's definitely a more- wife, or an albularyo with a full repertoire of Disney songs?
Scriprtwriters- Allie, Meagan, Sedric- you saved the play, and my life, last Thursday, and everyone who enjoyed this play owes you more than they will ever know.
Extras and backstage crew- you rock, for working like you'd be in the spotlight without the benefit of actually being in the spotlight (well, most of you that is- Jim, you're the best one-scene wonder ever, I think everyone will agree).
The fences-and-bushes assembly line this afternoon- without you our stage would have been bare, and I owe you for that BioLec make-up class.
Meagan and Bea- you had one and a half hours to figure out how to make things work in the lights and sounds booth, and less than a day to piece stuff together, and you got it done. There are no words for your accomplishments.
Sed, Bea, Maddy- we really ought to pay your rent. Thank you.
Indayog, if it weren't for you Jasper wouldn't have shown up at 7:30 this morning, you will never learn of my gratitude but it's there anyway.
Alexeis, I apologise for forcing you to suffer the logical consequences of being Orven's roommate, and without you we woulnd't have gotten the theoretically 7:30 practice rolling.
Tella, thank you for the glow-in-the-dark stars and the fishballs.
Ma'am Beltran, Ma'am Frisco, Ma'am Vitriolo, Sir Mong- thank you for a classes-free afternoon.
Gee, without all the support and information we wouldn't be half the play we were. We wouldn't even have had a play at all. Thank you, and it's a shame you didn't get to watch.
And if I didn't text you it's because I didn't have your number. iMed, we're brilliant. Not hardworking, not the least, but brilliant anyway. In our way, I suppose.
And now, sleep.
And theatre is a bundle of love and hate and nerves and panic and Salzella doesn't know how right he is, and it's all worth it in the end, if only because even you want to laugh at your own punch lines.
---
I owe many thanks.
Main cast- you guys were awesome, all of you, Orven and Jenn and Jasper and Thea and Maddy and Theia and Allie (JESUS IS GOD AND SAVIOR AS WELL) and MJ and Billy. Where have you seen a better NPA leader, or a more awkward barrio couple, or a more- well, I'm not sure what the word is, exactly, but it's definitely a more- wife, or an albularyo with a full repertoire of Disney songs?
Scriprtwriters- Allie, Meagan, Sedric- you saved the play, and my life, last Thursday, and everyone who enjoyed this play owes you more than they will ever know.
Extras and backstage crew- you rock, for working like you'd be in the spotlight without the benefit of actually being in the spotlight (well, most of you that is- Jim, you're the best one-scene wonder ever, I think everyone will agree).
The fences-and-bushes assembly line this afternoon- without you our stage would have been bare, and I owe you for that BioLec make-up class.
Meagan and Bea- you had one and a half hours to figure out how to make things work in the lights and sounds booth, and less than a day to piece stuff together, and you got it done. There are no words for your accomplishments.
Sed, Bea, Maddy- we really ought to pay your rent. Thank you.
Indayog, if it weren't for you Jasper wouldn't have shown up at 7:30 this morning, you will never learn of my gratitude but it's there anyway.
Alexeis, I apologise for forcing you to suffer the logical consequences of being Orven's roommate, and without you we woulnd't have gotten the theoretically 7:30 practice rolling.
Tella, thank you for the glow-in-the-dark stars and the fishballs.
Ma'am Beltran, Ma'am Frisco, Ma'am Vitriolo, Sir Mong- thank you for a classes-free afternoon.
Gee, without all the support and information we wouldn't be half the play we were. We wouldn't even have had a play at all. Thank you, and it's a shame you didn't get to watch.
And if I didn't text you it's because I didn't have your number. iMed, we're brilliant. Not hardworking, not the least, but brilliant anyway. In our way, I suppose.
And now, sleep.
