Dear All-State Choir,
You prestigious son of a bitch, you've been looming ominously over my head for far too long.
I've been preparing to audition for you for the past month. I've taught myself intervals, chromatic, harmonic, and melodic minor scales, triads of all sorts, and one incredibly obnoxious soprano solo in Italian.
I drove half-way across the state for you. I dressed up, wore modest clothing, and even wore tasteful shoes for you.
I gave you an entire 2 hours of my life tonight.
And what have I gotten in return?
CRASHED AND BURNED.
Oh God, worst audition of my life. So horrific I can hardly handle it. I know you win some, you lose some, but this wasn't just loss. This was cringe-worthy, flinchtastic, and all around terrible. The worst part is, while all of my friends are off having a lovely time singing with the best of the best, I'll be chilling at school flashing back to this awful night, wishing that I had a time machine; or at least some vodka.
Sweet Jesus, I tried.
I'll see you next year, All-State, my boy. This isn't over.
Julia
PS: This is one of those nights where I've gotten to the point where I don't care, I just need to get my mind off of what a shitty job i've done. So, I'm off to go have a gratuitous amount of sex and then I'm going to go get very inebriated. Very, very inebriated. Perhaps my night can be saved yet..
Hey, at least you had the courage to try. That takes guts. I'm fine singing in my car, or turning the vocal volume down on Guitar Hero or Rock Band so that the rest of the band can drown out the sound of my voice so I feel more comfortable singing in public. I think I fear Karaoke more than I do heights. You went out there and took a shot, and that speaks volumes. It's a learning experience. And by you saying you'll be back next year just shows your determination. Just stick to it and stay focused. Your time will come :)
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