Things are about to get real sappy.

I was on the plane from New York back to Chicago this evening, and I decided to write about my weekend. I wanted to do this before I watch SNL that way the live show wouldn’t get confused with the dress rehearsal in my head.

I still cannot believe that I saw SNL. Saturday Night Live, y’all. That show is a staple in America’s history. It really hit me after the dress rehearsal. The audience had cleared out, and I was waiting for my friend (since we got separated during the craziness of being seated). I was standing a little to the right of center stage. I looked down at the empty set and took in a huge breath. Something must have come over me because I lost it. Tears began pouring down my face.

I wanted to remember everything that I saw, and I wanted to remember every feeling that I felt. It’s about 3 pages (single-spaced), so I won’t post it. About 30 minutes later, when we were making our descent into Chicago, I looked down at the city. This is where I am beginning my career. This is where I will begin to make a name for myself. Once again, I lost it. I realized how special this opportunity is that I get- to live in an amazing city, to go to a great school, and to meet great, talented people- and I need to take advantage of that.

Who knows where I will be in the future? I know where I want to be now, but will I make it there? All I know is that I want to be happy what I’m doing. After this weekend, I know where I need to be in order to be my happiest. This weekend gave me that extra push to work hard and get noticed.

In short, this weekend FUCKING ROCKED.