One fun thing I don’t think I’ve mentioned on here yet is that after the last day of BMI, we all went out for karaoke.
And it was SO FUN.
There was nothing left to do, but wait for the results.
The songs had been written and performed. And so like a giant swarm of people, we all walked more and more uptown [or at least, more toward midtown from downtown].
Some people started wondering aloud where we were going. To me, it was fine no matter where we were going, because we were just going closer and closer to my home. So, if I was just being walked home, it was fine by me.
And one of our classmates (the guy who’d played the main guy in my domestic violence show), just kept walking with purpose. We all figured we should trust him where he led us.
So, we went into some random building, up some steps, and boom. We were at this awesome karaoke place.
Everyone was just drinking and singing and letting loose. And it was so cool that we’d been doing this thing for two years. And here we were, living in the moment, enjoying what we’d done – hoping for the very best, but if it were the worst [which thankfully, it wasn’t], living in that sweet, unknowing bliss for the time being!