And so it begins...

I was thinking about my quote the other day, and indeed self-deprecation is the appetizer of charm. My problem is that I've been serving it as the main course. I'm gonna try to stop doing that. And there was much panicking over UIL. Though I have to say that it would indeed suck to be a girl at this particular moment in time. Vicious, vicious competition. Ah, the heartbreaking and crying we're all gonna be enduring throughout the coming week. What are my predictions for the leads? Yeah, not gonna say. At least, not gonna type it. It's so hilarious how everyone was all "OMG! OMG! Kissing! I'm gonna die!" when there's only going to be 6 people in totally going with the smoochies at auditions. Making or not making this show is not a matter of life and death. Well, actually it is. You will fall down and die if you don't make this show. It's true. Naw, but I don't know. Name for me one guy who's trying out who can actually bring themselves to tears. I can. Rhys. No, wait a minute... Everyone's so thrilled that he's not trying out. And to be fair, yes, now that he's not in it it's a whole new ball game. I don't know if we should be taking such delight in it. To those dying for roles of the lead or main variety, keep in mind the quote of the entry. You'll have to at least google it unless you have a basic understanding of the Latin language but it's worth it. “Quando dio, ole castigarci ci manda, quello che desideriamo.”