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I'm 25.

oh woe is me

ok well today in psychology some people who tried out for the play were talking about who made it. so i was like, oh did you see who made the girl parts? and this kid was like i know two but i don't remember the third. so i said, is that a nice way of telling me i didn't make it? and he was like no i just skimmed. liar. it was all lies. i knew it. it's so obvious when people lie. i can tell. dammit. so anyway he went to go check the list and he came back in and i said who made the third part? and you know what? it wasn't me. aw man, i really wanted to be in the play! mommy! why not! i know i have to get used to rejection if i want to be an actress but still, i wanted to be in it and have people see me and say, oh there's that weird girl in my class. i feel like such a damn loser, like i went up there and tried really hard to be good when he was probably laughing at me on the inside. he probably went home and was like AMANDA SUCKS. ugh. whatever. i am going to try out for everything. even if he lets me sweep the floors after shows. i am going to be in a damn play and people are going to see it.


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