Silver is the most psychologically damaging metal. If you had just tried harder... rehearsed longer... been a little stronger, you would have won gold. Instead, you were the first loser.
Bronze is much better because at least you got something. You weren't that poor schmuck in 4th place that went home empty-handed.
This last week I have been auditioning (for the first time ever) and it's really hard. The first cuts were fine because they were going from 40 to 20 people.... you were just a number. The line had to be drawn in the sand somewhere.
Now, the final cut is from 20 people to 15. It's no longer an ambiguous line... there are no more fleeting masses.... they've stopped promoting the strongest, and are now weeding out the 5 worst people in the room.
Since I can't identify more than two bad people, that means I am the third worst. There is no room for hope this week: I barely have enough energy to stay awake while driving.
Posted by hans1995 at July 26, 2005 08:33 AM | TrackBackNow we know what "break a leg" really means: find the talented competition and knee-cap them!
Posted by: Underblog at July 26, 2005 09:52 AMP.S. The results will be posted on or before Friday.
Posted by: GenerationBob at July 26, 2005 09:58 AMdo you have something against ear-plugs?
Posted by: Roomie at July 26, 2005 10:26 AMFriday? How excruciating!
Posted by: Underblog at July 26, 2005 10:40 AM