Ok now that you know more about me I guess I can get to the point. I was in the night shift when I heard someone talking about future presentations in the Tobias Barreto Theater and when he said that Les Mis. would be here and that they were holding auditions my heart skipped a beat and I thought that it would be my chance to rise. So I went to the theater in the specific date and time. Did everything I had to do and voilá I in. I was perfect. In tone. Perfect presentation. Smooth talk and dance. They even said to come the next day to see the results. I even saw a wink from the director towards me. I thought i was in. I had to be in. It was my destiny.
There was this bald guy. He was kinda chubby but he is a good guy. He auditioned for inspector Javert. He even looked liked him. Well in my own imagination of what he should look like. The was this hot girl who auditioned for that not so important girl that dies in the movie. Not Fantine thought, she does die but she has a big solo act, this other girl dies for love. So stupid... but I guess teenage love makes the people more hopefull. Everyone was good and I hoped everyone would get that part. The only person I wanted to fall down and have a stroke. He auditioned for Jean-valjean.
I hate him!!!
He does not even look the part.
I sang better though!!!.
But he is more handsome than me... that sucks. And that is why I think he will get the part..
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my one weeks life story
RandomWell have you ever had a rough day? Imagine the roughest one ever. Double it and you'll almost feel what I passed through. This, my friend is my story. But it's not a life story. Basically just two days is worth telling. So let me rephrase it. Here'...
