I went to my first audition recently. It was for MTV's reality TV show "Find the Next Elle Woods!" I straightened my hair and then curled it into big soft curls, and then wore this pink and black kinda leopard print wrap dress thing. I looked so damn cute. I showed up 3 hours before the call is supposed to start, and there was already this line of about 80 little sorority girls in front of me. Then...it started snowing. It snowed hard. And didn't let up for a single minute of those 3 hours I waited. It was actually kind of funny in a not so funny way. When we finally got in, we had to wait longer. I finally get in the actual audition room. There were about 15 people in the audience. Kate Shindle, the dance captain for Legally Blonde, Bernie Telsey, the writers, the director, MTV folk, the list goes on and on. Everyone was really really nice. I got on stage and proceeded to embarrass myself beyond belief. The accompanist screwed up my song to where it was unrecognizable. I think she was even switching time signatures; I don't know what the hell she was doing. My voice wasn't it's best because I was out in the snow for 3 hours. And these factors shook me to where I mixed up the words. It was the worst audition I've ever given in my entire life. And in front of all these important people. I wanted to die.
Oh, and I forgot. Right after my audition I had to rush over to 51st and Broadway, throw on a poodle skirt, and sing and wait tables until midnight. What a fantastic way to end the day!
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When I was nine, Michael and I
Entered a talent show down at the Y
Nine A.M. went to rehearse by some stairs
Mike couldn't sing
But I said, "No one cares"
We sang "Yellow Bird" and "Let's Go Fly A Kite"
Over and over and over
Till we got it right
When we emerged from the YMCA
Three o'clock sun had made the grass
Hey, I thought,
Hey, what a way to spend the day
Hey, what a way to spend the day
I make a vow, right here and now
I'm gonna spend my time this way
When I was sixteen, Michael and I
Got parts in West Side
At White Plains High
Three o'clock went to rehearse in the gym
Mike played Doc, who didn't sing
Fine with him
We sang, "gotta rocket in your pocket and the
Jets's are gonna have their day tonight"
Over and over and over
Till we got it right
When we emerged, wiped out by that play
Nine o'clock, stars and moon lit the way
I thought,
Hey, what a way to spend a day
Hey, what a way to spend a day
I made a vow
I wonder now
Am I cut out to spend my time this way?
With only so much time to spend
Don't wanna waste the time I'm given
Have it all, play the game
Some recommend
I'm afraid, it just may be time to give in
I'm twenty-nine, Michael and I
Live on the west side of SoHo and Y
Nine A.M. I write a lyric or two
Mike sings a song now on Mad Avenue
I sing, "come to your senses
Defenses are not the way to go"
Over and over and over
Till I get it right
When I emerge from B Minor or A
Five o'clock, diner calls, I'm on my way
I think,
Hey, what a way to spend a day
Hey, what a way to spend a day
I make a vow
Right here and now
I'm gonna spend my time this way
I'm gonna spend my time this way
"Why" from Tick, Tick...Boom by Jonathan Larson
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