Mood: sick, in a nervous-type-way

Today = Musical tryouts. [screams, runs away, comes back to finish this post]

I'm mainly only nervous because I have no idea whether I'll do well or not. I haven't acted at all since tryouts for the Fall play, Snow Angel, which I did not make. I'm hoping that my singing voice will help me this time. For the musical, they need good acting, yes, but also pretty, strong singing voices. I mean, Dara Flannery may beat me out on every part I've ever wanted with every fiber of my being, but that's on acting talent. My acting may not be as fantastic or dramatic as hers, but I can sing a hell-of-a-lot better than her. And Mr. Hardy knows my voice. He worked with me during my Freshman year, when I performed in Godspell. He knows that I can sing gospel and he knows that Dara and Kaylie can't. There aren't enough black girls trying out to fill the gospel-singing birds' parts. He needs three birds. He's got two gospel singers. That means that I should set my sights for that last bird, if I intend on making the cast this year.