Jueves, Diciembre 4

Did the Amiable Boy already have my number?

Or perhaps he lost it since his phone got disconnected. Perhaps I should have given it to him again, maybe then we'd be conversing on the phone about right now.

Maybe I should just get over it, since I probably wont be seeing him for another long time.

My audition, well from what I was told, it was phenomenal. Even though after five minutes of reciting my monologue, I froze since I forgot a couple of my lines.

1. I was going to stop and randomly do a Hoe Down like Ashelee Simpson.

2. Pretend that the monologue ended there.

3. Climactically faint and pretend it was part of the scene.

Or,

4. Skip those lines and hurry to the finish with a dramatic yet sexy pose.

I chose four, obviously.