okay, so i give up about getting the metro to change their minds (although I refuse to stop being at least a little bit annoyed.)
Anyway...
it's 11:10 and the theatre school is eeriely quiet. I just might be the only one in here. Hmm. So I'm auditioning for hairspray on monday. There is an open call in chicago and I figure, what the heck... I've only got one real dream in my life and that is to perform on a broadway stage... so why not try even if I don't have a chance in the world..? I want to go in confident so I might even sound good... but I know how nervous I get at any sort of audition. It's like every last one of my anxieties attack me at once from all sides. And yet I love the feeling...????
Well, I'm going into this audition... this "cattle call" as they say in showbiz and I'm getting there late so I probably won't even get an audition slot. Then, if I do, I get to sing 16 bars accapella. Yup. I've got 16 bars to blow the casting assistants away. Uhmm... I wonder if bars can be turned into straws... because blowing is much more conductive when holes in long objects are involved...
alright. I'm making no sense at the moment and that is because I'm a bit tired. I skipped two classes today, which wasn't exactly the smartest thing to do. Woke up at 9:00am (well, after hitting my 5:00am snooze 80980098 times) and realized I was supposed to be in movement 30 minutes ago-- rationalized and thought about the situation for a fraction of a moment, realized going to class incredibly late meant embaressment and getting out of my relatively warm blankets... so, alas, I stayed in bed. Then I skipped playwriting to watch the rest of the first rehearsal that we sat in on for directing class. I'm such a terrible student.
Anyway...
it's 11:10 and the theatre school is eeriely quiet. I just might be the only one in here. Hmm. So I'm auditioning for hairspray on monday. There is an open call in chicago and I figure, what the heck... I've only got one real dream in my life and that is to perform on a broadway stage... so why not try even if I don't have a chance in the world..? I want to go in confident so I might even sound good... but I know how nervous I get at any sort of audition. It's like every last one of my anxieties attack me at once from all sides. And yet I love the feeling...????
Well, I'm going into this audition... this "cattle call" as they say in showbiz and I'm getting there late so I probably won't even get an audition slot. Then, if I do, I get to sing 16 bars accapella. Yup. I've got 16 bars to blow the casting assistants away. Uhmm... I wonder if bars can be turned into straws... because blowing is much more conductive when holes in long objects are involved...
alright. I'm making no sense at the moment and that is because I'm a bit tired. I skipped two classes today, which wasn't exactly the smartest thing to do. Woke up at 9:00am (well, after hitting my 5:00am snooze 80980098 times) and realized I was supposed to be in movement 30 minutes ago-- rationalized and thought about the situation for a fraction of a moment, realized going to class incredibly late meant embaressment and getting out of my relatively warm blankets... so, alas, I stayed in bed. Then I skipped playwriting to watch the rest of the first rehearsal that we sat in on for directing class. I'm such a terrible student.
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good luck with auditions!
it does suck about the metro show, I am driving to champaign to see it, but i'll still probably hang around outside of the metro the next day.