I Do The Dancy Dance To Get In My Panty Pants.

my personal favorite moments from the listening party/live stream

Jay cradling Mico in the horse and the infant and then dropping him off a roof:

Luke as the cyclops terrorizing the soldiers with his club pillow:

Mason pretending to be Poseidon with a FORK 🔱

Jay and Talya being dramatic in their duet in Done For

then switching their roles in "there are other ways" (Talya was singing ody's lines and Jay trying to seduce her as circe lmao)

Mason (??) dressing up like a ghost for Polites' part in "the underworld" and surprising jay 😭

Jay and his mom during her part in "the underworld" 🥹❤️

Jay and Mason waltzing ???? while singing their duet in "no longer you" 😭😭😭

HE DID THE EAR THING WHILE SINGING "PENELOPE WHY YOU KNOW I'M TOO SHY👉👈"

them softies cried for the entirety of "I Can't Help but Wonder" 🥹🥹🥹🥹

I LOVE THIS CAST SO MUCH

it’s a tough week for musical ghosts 😞

When in doubt, finger guns.

So... I might have something called 'change anxiety' and I hate it.

NOTE: I am NOT SELF DIAGNOSING just by doing research online. I will talk to my mental health team about this to see what they think.

So it's quite literally just anxiety attacks, big and small, whenever things change.

I get really upset whenever people just barge into my room and mess with my things - even if it's just grabbing a book of of my shelf. I on't like it because I know how my room is supposed to be and am trying really hard to keep it that way, so when my mom or even my dog come in to my room, I get really nervous and feel like I have to watch their every move.

I am so overly protective of my room because it is my safe space where I can be either in my bed, on my floor, or at my desk and it doesn't bother or trigger anything as much as the rest of the world does.

I ended up having a complete break down today because my mom changed the angle of my bed to be where I'm laying at a slant ( to help with my POTS ) and I absolutely hate it. We talked about it and made an agreement that if I still feel this way at the end of the week, we can change it back.

Happy one year anniversary of this post.

Me: pulls up to a stop light and the car next to has its windows down, blasting shitty music.

Also Me: Turns my volume to max and plays the Phantom of the Opera Overture to assert dominance.

I hate having chronic pain. I was perfectly fine right up until I finished my lunch, then it went down hill. My joints started to stiffen and became hard to move and I thought it was because of the cold (which it could have been) so I warmed up my hands with a warm water bottle. It helped to let my fingers move easier, but then the pain started. It started in my hands and spread throughout my body. I took a bath and then just laid under my heated blanket. I am currently sitting on the floor crying because of the pain waiting for my pain meds to kick in.

The worst part about this is that if it was someone else who feels like I do, then they would be able to go to the ER to get relief. Or could go to sleep knowing that it would be better in the morning. I am worried that it will get worse and I will have to miss another day at school when just last week I missed 3 1/2 days.

I am exhausted and overwhelmed and ready to give up.

I don't like every genre of music, but I'm pretty much okay with everything except hyper specific groups, bands, and songs

Mom: She is nearsighted and has a stigmatism.

Me *finger guns*: Yeah I do!

Mom *disappointed look*

Service Dog Handlers, how do you respond when a child (or intrusive stranger) asks what service your dog provides?