Someone give me something stiff, yet fragile. I need to break it. NOW.
I got called back today. That's great. I've never been called back EVER before, and the chance I had now...they wouldn't let me do jackshit. 3 fucking lines. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? And, they are no doubtedly going to give the part to this other girl who in the opinion of me and many others, was not as good as I was. I sound bitter, don't I? I think I have the right to. Also, typecasting was very obvious, and I don't like the casting lady. (I thought she was fake) This acting clique of seniors are going to get all of the great parts. I can feel it. I know I'm in the play, but I just wanted ONE CHANCE TO SHOW EVERYONE THAT I CAN DO MORE THAN JUST A CHORUS ROLE. It's not fair, waaaaaa, I'm done.
If she gets the part, (cast list posted tomorrow), I'm going to hire a hitman...to kill me. No, I'm kidding. To kill HER of course. Mwahahaha, man I'm really evil. Too bad someone already has that part though. Damn.