Last night, I invited some friends over for an impromptu jacuzzi sesh... lit'rally texted a bunch of people and was like COME OVER IN TWO HOURS! KTHANKS!
It was so relaxing and fun. We swam in my newly remodeled/heated pool and made s'mores around the fire. We played catchphrase and talked and I got to spend time with lots of people that I enjoy. Then most people left and I convinced Molly to sleep over. She was having an off day before the shin-dig, and I knew that going home for her meant wallowing, so I wanted to help her avoid that at all costs. We stayed up late talking and reading my humorous Middle School Journals.
This morning, we woke up to my mother showing me the front of the Daily Breeze with my face on it! They wrote an article about my tumor and my pursuit of the performing arts. (Click here to see it)
It was a touching article - it made me feel so separated from it though. Seeing my life edited and said in the words of my interviewer was so... mindblowing. I guess it would be like reading a biography of yourself - you're reading someone else's interpretation of your life, and to me it felt like a story I was detached from. It was done tastefully and made me feel proud of my accomplishments, which is all I could've asked for.
I guess if you read this blog and don't know me personally, you wouldn't know about my tumor or anything from that point in my life at all. Basically, I had a cellular neurothekeoma in the left nostril. They tried to take it out once, it grew back. They finally took it out completely, but it had grown into my left cheek and nasal area. They took it out and put a piece of my ear in to fill in the missing cartilage. I then went through around 20 months of recovery from antibiotics, to pain killers galore, bandages, and many many stitches to a "broken smile" to sharp pains and touch-up surgeries to now. Basically, I'm done.
So that was my life pre-blog.
Hooray!
Anyway, after that article reading, we then slept more then made pancakes and watched Broadway.com interviews for like an hour. She left and I watched Nights of Cabiria - the movie that Sweet Charity was based off of. It was depressing. But great. Definitely will help me with the show process.
Then... THEN. Julianne called me. I HAVE NOT SPOKEN TO MY BEST FRIEND IN A YEAR, so this call meant the world to me. It was incredible.
Now I'm off to sleep before my first Charity rehearsal tomorrow! Wish me luck! :)
