Today My Day Was Horrible... I feel Really Depresed.. I need to let my feelings out.. I woke up at five in the moring to get ready for my audition. I get ready and I go to the train station. There, I meet Ariel's Mom and Ariel (ofcourse) Anyway we get on the J- Train and I ask Ariel " Do you have your admission ticket?" "Oh Shoot" he said. we stoped at Broadwayjunction and we call his dad. Luckily he brough the ticket. we cath the next train and go to manhattan. It took forever to get there It felt like living under a tree with no oxygen for us to breath. We finally arrived and the good thingthat happend was that I saw the fox news studio It was cool... Well we go to the school and I get like a sticker with a numberthe number was 206. We go to a room and we warm up and stuff then they choose 5 people. It was me Ariel and some other girls Briana was in the other group. Anyway...We all sanged some notes the teacher instructed us. She was a Strict woman she was really harsh on the girls who were singing. The worst part was that I had to audition in front of the 3 other girls and Ariel. She called my name and I was shaking. she asked me what song I was singing and I said "Silent Night" She played the piano and I sanged... I was shaking soo much I felt like I was going to Fall back.. it felt like i was talking the words...... I did really horrible.. She told me to go higher and I was like "I cant do it" she was pushing me soo hard and I felt like I did my Worst Job EVER! After that the lady gave our scores to some other girl and she said "Those who I call come with me"I thought the world was going to END when She didnt call my name!!! I felt like I was going to DIE... I went with a girl and she took me to the cafeteria where Ariel's mom waited for us. I went to Her and started to CRY!!!When I got home I called Ms Vasquez and I told her everything. I was soo pissed off because I felt really HorribleI thought Today was THE WORST DAY EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, November 15, 2008
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