So, I’m in line at a Redbox, returning some movies. Miss Alexis Tubbs calls, regarding the audition results. I didn’t make it. However, she said to keep training and come to their next audition, which I plan to do.
I’m an amateur dancer, they’re professional choreographers, getting pissed about their decision would be a waste of time. Besides, I’ve stated before that I’ve gained their friendship and respect, so they do know what’s best for me. Although, while me and David Truong are cool, he seems concerned every time I’m always ask if I’m improving. I’m gonna explain that to him, about how I second-guess people’s overall opinions of me, which is why I worry.
If anything, that audition has made me even stronger. Maybe telling this person or that person I’m auditioning/did audition jinxed me, but that’s what I get for over-analyzing the future. *all smiles*
I’m NOT upset, I promise!
May 26, 2012
Welp, today’s the day, the Soundbox team auditions. They’re acually happening right now as I type, but my audition for WyldStyl doesn’t start until around 5pm.
Wish me luck everyone! (no one is reading this…)
I need to marry a rich man! (this is yet another post based on whatever was on the Yahoo home page)
Moon Bar at Banyan Tree, Bangkok
“Deep in space there are giant interstellar clouds. Most of them just float through the universe, content to be balls of gas and space dust, but there are special ones. Maybe they collide with a supernova or are just made up of something extra-amazing, but one day they just get too big for the nebulas they’re in and with the sheer gravitational force of their awesomeness, they become a star.
I am that amazing cloud. My whole life has led to this moment”
- Rachel Berry, Glee ep 3x18 “Choke”
Apparently, like one day after telling Michael Silas I’m trying out for WyldStyl, Soundbox goes and announces their annual team audition, how funny. It’s a week and half from today (May 16), and I am gonna go hard, but not too too hard, these next few classes! The above quote might be a little over the top, but being apart of something greater than myself, surrounded by GOOD people who share the same love of dance and music as me will make me feel like a true winner. Sure, I’ve always wanted to perform on stage, and have yet to actually do so, and I do want to “make it big” one day, but I have to stay true and humble. Only reason why I’m not a bitch around them is because I know they’re better than me. If my Jamie ego will take a break every now and then, maybe I won’t come off so worried all the time.
Anyways, the auditions are Saturday next week (May 26), and I’m going into serious training mode at the Studio, and asking as many questions as I can, regarding said try-outs. If I stay interested, informed, and hungry for growth, maybe it’s a great way to keep ‘em interested in me, actually, that IS why they like me.
Will update with the results …..
Tonight, my friend/role model, professional dancer Michael Silas, became the second dancer, after Duy, to learn about my history with brain surgery and Asperger’s. That man is a rock, he wasn’t the least bit shocked by the things I said, but he knows that I’m strong enough to not carry that weight with me when I wanna better myself.
Michael’s back in Houston this week visiting with his family, and making time to teach in Houston. This time, his class was setup to where he teaches the piece, then like a regular LA-style dance audition, selects people for a certain group, chooses the people in that group who nailed it best, and yeah. I didn’t get picked for the “final audition”, I choked being in the front row of the group, another thing I’m trying to work on.
Back to the topic, the only side-effect of the brain surgery is being slightly weak on my right side. As for my AS, I never use it as an excuse for anything, but certain sudden emotional episodes are caused by it. I often have my blonde moments because I sometimes say something before thinking it through. But I don’t want my vulnerable side to cost me someone’s respect, that’s like the biggest thing that concerns me. And I am anticipating a WyldStyl audition announcement, which is why that practice audition gave me alot to think about.
This weekend, my mom is visiting for Mother’s Day, which is the following weekend, and for my brother’s birthday, which isn’t until the 10th. When she leaves Sunday, he’s going with her, where he will go for college, and I’m really gonna miss him.
Me and Bobby are not perfect. Sure I’ve talked shit about him in the past, but I do love him. In my troubled youth, I relied on him to stick up for me. After he moved to Angleton after living with my mom in Corpus, I was terrified of him, and I used his mistakes as a way of making me feel good about myself. Examples: drug use, eating disorder, sneaking out of the house, his choice in boyfriends (though his recent ex Jon is cuuute). He has changed alot for the better since he was younger.
I guess what led to the sibling rivalry was other people’s perceptions of us as individuals. Like at school, I was a hot mess who was cautious, yet gullible, of everyone and everything, which made everyone think I had problems. I knew I had Asperger’s because my mom said I did, but didn’t quite understand what it meant. Bobby, he was a free spirit, and everyone loved him. So much, people in my grade were constantly talking about him to me and comparing us. And rumors of my sexuality were a hot topic, but my brother being openly gay was no biggie?! I guess they thought I was in denial, I AM attracted to some guys, but I’m not gay.
As for our parents, since he’s made the effort to try out different jobs and actually went to college for a short while, he’s taken a little more seriously as an adult. I personally don’t have the time and money to go to school, work, dance, and pay my bills at once. Maybe I’m being selfish, but whatever.
In conclusion, I support my brother in this next chapter in his life, and I am really gonna miss him.
Don’t forget me, I beg…
How to make McDonald’s-style french fries at home (Yahoo article excerpt)
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Perfect French Fries (adapted from David Myers’s recipe for “pommes frites”)
Ingredients:
- 6 Idaho russet potatoes
- Peanut oil
- Sea salt (Myers prefers Sel Gris, a fine light grey French salt)
Method:
Peel and square off potato ends. Cut into 3/8” batons. Soak for two hours changing water after an hour. Dry thoroughly with paper towels. Heat about an inch of oil (or enough to cover potatoes) in a large, heavy bottomed pot to 290 degrees. Blanch potatoes gently for about two minutes until cooked through but still completely pale. Place on a paper-towel lined sheet pan and cool in the refrigerator to stop cooking process.
Re-heat oil to 370 degrees. Cook fries until golden and crispy, about 3 to 4 minutes. If necessary, agitate gently with a spatula to prevent sticking. Remove from pan and toss with salt to taste (Myers doesn’t blot but you can if you want less fat). Serve immediately. Recipe serves 4 to 6.
… or if you’re like me, fry up some frozen pre-made fries in the fryer, and then add some Tony Chachere’s Creole seasoning, dat shit is goood!
