The Notebook Martyr and Fairy May-Minnie Fay

I am a notebook martyr.

It's branded on my hand, too, in purple Goshen College pen, thanks to Liz ^_^

( Read the Adventures of the Notebook Martyr )

So then there were try-outs after school. Kristina insulted me again. Last year, I said I knew I sucked at dancing, and she's like, "Oh, well, you dance better than you sing." This year, she changes her story, but it doesn't help. I now know I suck at singing, and so I'm like, "I dance better than I sing, don't I?" and it's, "Oh, no, I think you're better at singing than dancing."

I just can't win.

Lol, Kristina, I love you.

Well, actually, I was pretty loud, perhaps the loudest of my group in vocal tryouts. I will wow them with my showiness and volume to make up for my lack of talent.

Readings were fine; they always are-- I think. Of course, I go to read Minnie Fay, and apparently I sounded too much like Fairy May (okay, histrionic, hyper, somewhat ditzy chick; what can I say?) and the following pursued:

Mr. Ong: Amy, we know you can do this character already. Try something different.
Amy: Ohh . . .
Mr. Ong: You sound too much like Fairy May.
Andrew: Fairy May is dead!!!
Amy: NO!!!
Mr. Ong: This isn't Fairy May, this is F- Mi-- Minnie M- Fay--
Amy: My point exactly.

So I went on with a more watered-down version, lol ^_^

The Notebook Martyr and Fairy May-Minnie Fay

I am a notebook martyr.

It's branded on my hand, too, in purple Goshen College pen, thanks to Liz ^_^

( Read the Adventures of the Notebook Martyr )

So then there were try-outs after school. Kristina insulted me again. Last year, I said I knew I sucked at dancing, and she's like, "Oh, well, you dance better than you sing." This year, she changes her story, but it doesn't help. I now know I suck at singing, and so I'm like, "I dance better than I sing, don't I?" and it's, "Oh, no, I think you're better at singing than dancing."

I just can't win.

Lol, Kristina, I love you.

Well, actually, I was pretty loud, perhaps the loudest of my group in vocal tryouts. I will wow them with my showiness and volume to make up for my lack of talent.

Readings were fine; they always are-- I think. Of course, I go to read Minnie Fay, and apparently I sounded too much like Fairy May (okay, histrionic, hyper, somewhat ditzy chick; what can I say?) and the following pursued:

Mr. Ong: Amy, we know you can do this character already. Try something different.
Amy: Ohh . . .
Mr. Ong: You sound too much like Fairy May.
Andrew: Fairy May is dead!!!
Amy: NO!!!
Mr. Ong: This isn't Fairy May, this is F- Mi-- Minnie M- Fay--
Amy: My point exactly.

So I went on with a more watered-down version, lol ^_^