3/22/18

It’s been a day. I had two kids genuinely tell me they wished I stayed to help in their class longer. That was tender. And then one of the girls in the musical I’m stage manager for told me she liked my backpack and she thought I was gorgeous and that she just had to tell me to make sure I knew. It was so pure and adorable and it made me so happy.

Sadly like 45 minutes later my dad texted me saying that something went wrong and I won’t get my call delivered to me on Friday. Which means I have to contact everyone and cancel the whole party I planned out for Sunday. But my dad won’t let me tell everybody because he’s trying to get them to make an exception for me because I leave to MA on Monday and won’t get back until April 4th and whatnot. My eyes are still puffy though. I had to leave the middle school auditorium and it took everything in me not to burst into tears before I could reach my car.