I am so proud of myself. I've always been horribly shy and I've always said, "If I can do stand-up comedy, then I can probably do pretty much anything."
Stand-up was always the one thing that I thought of as "beyond my ability," and I'm pleased to announce that I can do pretty much anything because I did it and they laughed and they laughed absolutely everywhere they were supposed to, so if there's anything you need me to do (your math homework, your taxes) just give me a holler since, apparently, I'm perfectly capable.
I had friends there from elementary school through college, 2 people from work, allotheria and his roommate, beth03 and her boyfriend, my neighbor Larry, and both my sisters.
And I don't know what to say other than it was wonderful. I was nervous before hand but not nearly as nervous as I thought I'd be, especially after I was in the club. I mean, I certainly wasn't calm, but my heart wasn't pounding out of my chest. It was more like my body got nervous for me-- my leg would just start shaking and the back of my head would start to hurt and at one point my eyes started to tear a little.
I was closer to the end so I got to wait until the audience was somewhat drunk, which was fabulous. And I got up, did my five minutes, got laughs everywhere I wanted them-- and got off stage.
All my friends said I did really well, which was great, but if they hadn't said that I might have had to re-evaluate our friendships; it wasn't like I was expecting my friends to say, "You weren't bad, quel, but we'll be seeing you Monday at work since you obviously won't be quitting your day job anytime soon."
But people I didn't know came up to me and said I was wonderful and my sister said this one red-haired guy sitting front and center hadn't laughed at all the whole show, even with pity laughs, and she was nervous he'd throw me off with his seriousness, but he laughed all the way through my set.
AND...on the way out the MC took me aside (and he remembered my name, which was sort of flattering since I had only met him an hour ago) and said that they use certain people from the classes to participate in vet shows and would I be interested, to which I responded that yes, I would be VERY interested.
And then we went to Applebees where my "friends" used the wait staff to humiliate me.
But the one thing everyone kept saying was, "You must feel like you're on cloud nine," and I didn't. It wasn't like that crazed, manic happiness I've felt other times, which is good, I think, because if you go up that high, conversely, you can go down really low. And all I could say was that it felt perfect. It wasn't a high you have to come down from. As soon as I had left the stage I wanted to get back on it again and I'm more than positive that this is what I want to do and nothing has ever felt more relaxed and wonderful and perfect.
So that's how it went.
And I am very happy.