*Insert Insanely Obnoxious Girly Freak-Out Moment Here*
I'm freaking out.
On the outside I might look cool and in control, but on the inside, I'm hyperventilating, babbling nonsense, and slowly dying.
You might be thinking: Seana, dear, you sound like you have some mental disorder? Maybe you should sit down, have a pomegranate, play with your pet quokka (which is probably the most adorable furry creature in the history of ever).
But alas, I have no pet quokka. Nor do I have a pomegranate, and I am already sitting down.
No, those will not help me.
Deep down inside, I know I have no call to be nervous. My lines for the play have been recited and practiced so much that they're practically engraved in my head. I've walked up and down the stage stairs many times in my pair of heels and I haven't fallen down the said stairs, nor have I fallen off the stage itself.
But even so, the deep, stomach-wrenching fear of messing up still is sitting on my shoulders. Even jumping on a sparkly, lime green pogo-stick will not dislodge that fear.
If I could, I'd put some really awesome, inspirational quote here at the end of this post, but I don't have one. All I have is this quokka.
Just kidding, I lied. I found some inspirational quoties.
Okay.
Deep breaths.
Here.
We.
Go.
Let's do this thing.
On the outside I might look cool and in control, but on the inside, I'm hyperventilating, babbling nonsense, and slowly dying.
You might be thinking: Seana, dear, you sound like you have some mental disorder? Maybe you should sit down, have a pomegranate, play with your pet quokka (which is probably the most adorable furry creature in the history of ever).
But alas, I have no pet quokka. Nor do I have a pomegranate, and I am already sitting down.
No, those will not help me.
Deep down inside, I know I have no call to be nervous. My lines for the play have been recited and practiced so much that they're practically engraved in my head. I've walked up and down the stage stairs many times in my pair of heels and I haven't fallen down the said stairs, nor have I fallen off the stage itself.
But even so, the deep, stomach-wrenching fear of messing up still is sitting on my shoulders. Even jumping on a sparkly, lime green pogo-stick will not dislodge that fear.
If I could, I'd put some really awesome, inspirational quote here at the end of this post, but I don't have one. All I have is this quokka.
Just kidding, I lied. I found some inspirational quoties.
Okay.
Deep breaths.
Here.
We.
Go.
Let's do this thing.
You can do it, Sea! <3
ReplyDeleteThank you for the encouragement! (:
DeleteYou'll do great! I feel the same way, but I know you'll be fine.
ReplyDeleteYou did AWESOME!
DeleteI know the feel--OH MY GOODNESS A QUOKKA! THAT IS THE MOST ADORABLE THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!
ReplyDeleteAhem. Let's try that again.
I know the feeling, Seana. I get it all the time. But, whatever you do, DO NOT PICTURE THE AUDIENCE NAKED. It will only disturb you.
A breathing technique that helps you relax that I shared with July is this: Close one nostril and breathe deeply through your nose. Do it again with the other nostril. I don't know if this works for everybody, but it works a little for me, so maybe it'll have the same effect!
Break a leg! I know you'll do great!
~~Hermione
Lol, I know so cute!!!
Deletethat's a new one. i gotta try that when I get a panic attack.
Oh. Dear. I can't say that I ever thought picturing the audience with no clothes would help me. :P
DeleteNever heard of that breathing thing before! Next time I have a freak-out, I will be sure to try it. Thanks!
I tried it but it didn't help me. :(
DeleteAw. ):
DeleteBreak your other leg! :)
ReplyDelete~Robyn Hoode
Haha! (:
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ReplyDeleteYou are going to do great Seana! Just remember to breath deeply, like Hermione said, and try to relax. Think of something calming. And also, don't forget to have fun! :)
DeleteOn a side note:
Oh my goodness! That Quokka is one of the cutest things I've ever seen! Those cheeks! Oh those chubby cheeks!
Thank you, Sarah! (:
DeleteThey just look so happy, don't they?
Oh my gosh, breathe... But not too deep or you'll pass out! Try to relax, you will do great! It'll be all over before you know it. I wish you and July the very best! :)
ReplyDeleteThat is a quokka? It looks so cute!! Lets go after it and squeeze his wittle cheeks until they get all floppy.... Clears throat.. Sorry got carried away. :P
Thank you, Hilda!
DeleteI want to squeeze his wittle cheeks too. (:
You're very welcome. Ok, you grab one of his cheeks and I'll grab the other. :P
DeleteCareful! We mustn't hurt the poor dear!
DeleteI'm sure you'll do great! :) I know the feeling, as Hermione was about to say before she was interuptted by the cuteness of the quokka (which I hadn't heard of, but is very cute).
ReplyDeleteThank you, Audrey! (:
DeleteQuokka's are so adorable!
You are SO going to knock 'em dead, girl! I mean, I haven't, like, seen you perform or anything ... but I know. Iiiiiiiii ... knnnooooooowwwww.
ReplyDeleteIn addition, that small furry animal actually made me die, so this message is being typed post-mortem by a willing volunteer.
Aw, Rose, that's sweet of you! (:
DeleteWell, thank you willing volunteer for typing in Rose's absence.
OH dearie, you did FINE yesterday! Everyone said that they like your part the best because it was, well……………interesting. :) I know that you'll do great tonight too!
ReplyDeletePS: WHERE'S THE BROCCOLI????
Evelyn
Ev, you rocked it those two days!
DeletePS: In the castle. Duh. Unless you ate it.
Those quokkas are so funny! You did really good at the play, for I was there.
ReplyDelete~A.J. Ryan
I just love those things! Aw, thanks! You did awesome! (:
DeleteHaha, yes, it's already happened. (: But thank you so much for your encouragement nonetheless!
ReplyDeleteWow. That takes some skill to be able to understand someone's blinking. Yikes, fed through a tube? Doesn't sound like much fun!