I say a little prayer for you...

Today is the audition. Crikey. I hope I don't suck. I really hope I don't suck. I want to at least make callbacks. So I'm kind of praying I won't suck.

Sigh.

I can't believe that in almost a month I'm going to be eighteen. Okay, color me scared now. Please. I seriously feel way too old.

I think that's it. Oh yeah—I have to start studying for the SAT. I'm retaking it on December 6. Whee. Early birthday present!

have you ever been low? Have you ever had a friend that let you down so?

I think the audition went well. We auditioned in groups of five (instead of individually--crikey!), and out of the people in my group, I suppose I was one of the stronger ones. (I mean this in the least braggingest way possible.) The only thing is that I am slightly convinced that I sucked. We find out who gets callbacks tomorrow--I pray I at least got called back. And after that, a bunch of stuff happened when I got a ride home, but I won't talk about that. Long story.

I copied down a bunch of scholarship info today. I have to start applying. Whoo. And also flipping through the SAT book.

Oh, and I forgot to mention--I wore The Jeans today. Whee. I love these pants. Even if the dye smells really funny. They are wunderful jeans.

And finally, look at my great new default icon. Mo rocks. Now all I need is an icon of Hal with his Annie 'fro.