I was so worried and nervous about the shpiel last night, but it turned out a lot better than I thought it would. I didn't forget nearly as many lines as I was thinking I was going to - but then again, I had the script up there pretty much the whole time I was on stage. Also, I think the fact that most of the adults in the audience were inebriated helped me a little bit.
I haven't been talking to Sandra as much as I usually do when we're apart, which makes me a bit sad. I miss her a lot.
On the other hand, at least my nose isn't so stuffed up anymore. But now my stomach has been really upset lately. Why must it go on like this?