Performance Hangovers.

There comes a dreaded time in a performers life that is almost certain to happen: The Performance Hangover. It's basically what it sounds like.

The morning after a performance, I wake up with makeup smudged all over the place because I was too exhausted to take a shower the night before to wash the shit out of my hair and off my face. Before I even get out of bed, I feel the side affects coming on. The tight muscles, the sore feet, the headache, and the scratchy throat. I don't even want to move and the thought of sleeping for an eternity sounds awfully inviting.

Alas, I must roll out of bed, throw on the easiest pants I can pull over my butt (or just wear the pants I slept in), yank on a shirt and a hoodie, walk over to the bathroom where I scrub my extra layer of unneeded face off and throw my greasy, product-ified hair into a messy bun and go on my way to school.

This my friends, is a perfomance hangover.