Second Audition.
Dear readers-
I would just like to sincerely apologize for being out of contact for a week. I know you all missed me. I missed you, too.
Basically, the first week of school was extremely hectic. It involved running to many classes (some of which I will be continuing, some of which I have dropped), auditioning for theatre courses, and prepping for/completing another college audition.
This past Saturday was the big one. It was the one that I knew I had absolutely no chance of getting in to, but still really, really, really wanted. So I went, this time without my mother. When I first got there, I was greeted by a close friend who is a freshman at the school and who was checking people in. Even though we couldn’t talk as much as we would have liked (since he was technically “working”), it was so nice to know I had someone there who cared about me and who was really rooting for me to do well. Before the individual auditions began, all of the auditionees (maybe 60?) took part in a group warm-up led by two of the instructors. This is the only school I’m auditioning for that does this and, honestly, it was wonderful. It took so much tension away and really helped me get focused before I went into the room. This audition was much quicker than the last, or maybe just felt much quicker, since I was so excited. It was soon my turn to go into the room. There were three people inside sitting behind a desk; one of which, I was surprised to discover, was a PU theatre professor who had seen me audition earlier last week for theatre classes (PU shares several faculty members with this school). She remembered me and was very friendly, and the other two men in the room were nice as well. For this audition, there was no singing, so I did my two monologues and left the room. As I waited in the hall for directions about where to go next, I was told to reenter the audition room—they wanted to see more from me. The other students who were waiting to perform seemed to pity me: they couldn’t believe that I had to endure the torturous nerves of the auditioners again. I, on the other hand, couldn’t have been happier that I was getting another chance to show them more. When I reentered the room, they complimented my sense of humor and asked me if I could do my comedic monologue again, this time “making it more personal.” It was such a vague direction but that made it so fun to do! I completely reversed what I had previously done and did it very seriously, and I think they liked it. All in all, I think it was a strong audition… unfortunately, I already know I’m not getting into the school. They hold the first of two callbacks on that same day, and I was not on the list of 4 people who were asked to stay. I was surprised, because I could tell that they really enjoyed the work I did and I think I may have been the only auditionee that was called back into the room. Even though I was really disappointed at first, I still feel really good about the whole process, and I planned a meeting with the PU professor tomorrow to talk about things I can work on. We exchanged emails and she was extremely complimentary and excited to meet with me in person. I think maybe I just wasn’t ready for this particular school, but it might be a really good match for me in the future. All I know is, I’ll definitely be back there in four years for grad school auditions, and I’m looking forward to a similarly fun time.
…Speaking of auditions…
Tonight was the first of three nights for students to try out for the musical I’m directing. Not very many people came tonight (which was to be expected—hardly anyone comes on the first day), but the people we saw were all very good, so I’m excited. Hopefully, there will be a bigger turn out tomorrow and Wednesday, because I’d love to see the competition get really fierce. I’ll let you know how it goes.
So that was the story of my second audition and first rejection. However, do not fret, readers. I’m still feeling pretty good about the whole thing (although there definitely were some tears when I got home). I promise, a week will never again go by without so much as a word from your dear friend, Posterchild.
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