that awkward moment when two days before a performance you’re told that you need to edit something about your script… but you’re not told what… ummmmm…

but seriously, now i’m going to be freaking out the rest of the afternoon because the vague information i got didn’t sound stellar…
(also, i guess i’m acting in it now? whoopsies. not sure how i feel about that, but *shrug* at least i’ll know the lines will sound how they were meant)
(but guys, when i decided i didn’t want to write for screen or stage, i didn’t take into account how utterly amazing it is to see your words brought to live, even when it’s done really roughly. it’s… it’s really something.)