Wish I was home to tell you myself.
One more week until Hard Rock moves to Times Square. I had to come home early from today because of a migraine. I rarely get them, but when I do they kick my ass. I lose my eye sight for about an hour, then my head feels like it's going to explode or implode. Both of which are below average feelings. I get nausiated and when the headache finally passes I'm light headed for the rest of the day. I think it's my body screaming for me to relax. I've been so stressed out lately and losing hope on finding a job.
Yesterday I went to an audition that I thought would really pay off. It was for the NY Musical Theatre festival and 32 shows were being cast (or so I thought). It was quite possibly the biggest cattle call I've been to. The audition started at 10 am so I got there early at 8. Well, I was already number 110. By the time they opened the doors there were almost 400 people waiting to be seen. I wasn't even seen until 2:30 pm. It was unbelievably hot. I was drenched, tired and irritated by all the theatre freaks that were surrounding me. By the time I was able to audition I couldn't concentrate and truly didn't do my best. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME!
Tomorrow I sing at an open mic night in the city. Two songs. I'm scared as hell, but excited at the same time. It's something.
Maybe I'll meet some musicians who want to start a little band. Small dream of mine that has yet to be realized.
I'm getting a little dizzy so that's all for now.
~Ro
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