I Think I'll Go Hide Under a Rock Now...thanks

Go ahead, ask how auditions went today. I dare you!!! I went in with a song I'd never done before and had only been in practice with for one week...and I completely fell flat on my face. I missed my fifth note and then got scared and nervous and totally forgot the entire second stanza...IDIOT!!!
They asked me to come to call backs and I'm thinking...no...it was almost a joke that they even asked. I know that I did bad, I know that they can't possibly want to see me do that again...I don't think I'll go to call backs. Instead, I'm gonna go crawl under the rock over there...
Besides, the only reason I can see even asking me to call backs is because they want to cast me in the show because they need people who are okay with the whole nudity thing. Sure I'll get naked on stage, but this go round...I think I want a cast and crew that hasn't seen me flop!

Seriously, if I had a video camera I would have to share it will everyone - it was the worst thing you could all imagine...hahaha...it was so bad that I can't help but laugh!

I'm Such A Shit-Head

I'm such a shit-head sometimes! There's this guy at school who I have a crush on (keep in mind that the term crush means very little to me as I find myself having crushes on nearly everyone at some point).
Anyway, he doesn't really know me...at all! I know enough about him, through my ability to listen to other people's conversations without them noting I'm in the room...hahaha. Anyway, he's a decent guy, in a totally not long term sort of way. Well, yesterday I saw he'd posted a personal ad (yes I love looking at personal ads, so what?). So...I wrote him an email (from an undisclosed account) and said more or less - hey, I know you...you don't know me but I think you're a doll. What are you looking for?
He wrote me this rather adorable letter (of significant length) in which he talked about life and stuff. He has no clue who I am and wants to know...any yet...the shit-head in me is telling me to keep it a mystery. I know it can have two very different effects - one good and one bad...but my intuition says that this one can wait. The best ones out there are willing to wait for you...the others aren't worth the effort.

About Me

Have I mentioned my love for non-verbal communication? I do believe that the people in my life who know me best - know me best because of my emails. They are well thought out and...well...amusing.

Today I wrote an email to Christian in which I spoke in a British accent and discussed the over load of hormones in my present educational path. In a still British accent, yet...not the same letter - here is what I have to say (include your own British accent when reading please):

Love,
I have begun another course of study which includes a much reviled bi-weekly hour of "European Warfare - French Revolution to Present." This course, although most amusing, is expected to include more testosterone than my soul has yet to become accustomed to.
My deepest regards,
X


Now wasn't that jolly?