so our last urinetown performance was this sunday and every year before the show we do our preshow rituals, getting in a circle and singing bohemian rhapsody, and running in for an “i feel so good like” chant.
i don’t think i’ve cried this hard at musical senior speeches or bohemian rhapsody until this year. mostly because there are some seniors that will be dearly, sorely missed, but partly because i don’t want to be a senior yet. i’m so comfortable here. most of my friends are current seniors, and it’s just nice to feel like someone’s there for you all the time. i’m not ready to be the “seenya in your face” next year, or the senior that will take you out to lunch during saturday rehearsals. i’m not ready to take on the rest of my high school career without the security blanket my upperclassmen draped over us.
musical has been my home for the past three years, and it was always, always better than going home. sometimes people would complain about “not having a life” during musical because of weekend rehearsals, but at the end of it, everyone’s saying “i don’t have a life to go back to.”
i’m not ready to have my last bohemian rhapsody. i don’t want to give my swan song and leave behind all the happiness i’ve known and the friends and memories i’ve made here.