I have a crying headache.

I want to write about Kiril's last show. But I'm really depressed right now. I'll get it. But for now, let me say that it was on par with the closing performance of Spring Awakening in the competition for best night of theatre ever. I started crying before the first song began (the director came on and gave a nice little speech, and I was sitting a few seats down from his mom, and it made me sad), and I only stopped a few times. I was in the fourth row, and could see that he was crying through pretty much the entire performance, and it killed me. Someone sitting next to me handed me a tissue at one point. I saw this girl I know a little bit at intermission and she asked me if I was okay, haha. So I'm upset right now, but I'll get to it, because I actually have a lot to say.

Also, I totally made friends with the stage door guy tonight. I'm going to continue to make friends with him so he'll let me backstage at some point. I know he's done it before. In fact, I think he may have implied that he'd get me in tomorrow. I mentioned that I wanted to go to Haydn Gywnne's last performance tomorrow, but between Kiril'ls last and David Bologna's last, I thought my wallet needed a break. He laughed and was like "well, if you're in the area, stop by anyway. But shh." And I would. But I have a shitload of homework tomorrow and my apartment has been neglected all week.