So some girls in this cast apparently hates me…and its not fun putting on makeup in the dressing room and feeling their glare at you. I have never talked to them, I just do my own thing, minding my own business. Yet they win…cause they were cast with more lines, more appearances on stage while I am again an emsemble character with no recognition. I was okay with this for awhile. I was fine dancing and singing in the back because as long as i have supportive friends, then its a fun show no matter what. But when bitches be hatin me….mmm. I just want to prove to them that I am good. I’m a trained actor from a NY conservatory, and yet all they can see me as is an asian girl not fitting into a caucasian based show. And I know that. Its just not nice….its not fun. Why do that? I already know I’m placed below them…even if I know my talent surpasses them…but I keep quiet. I dont need to explicitly tell them how experienced I am like some people do…but now I want to because they annoy me when they keep talking shit. hell no.
I think…I’m going to lose my new boyfriend within a month. Because I havent changed…lol?
Went to auditions yesterday for a show about kids who dont fit in, who feel insecure, alone, and confused. I came in thinking I should look “pretty” cause it made sense to be marketable in that way. Then, when I sang my song, I took off my wig in the middle of the song slowly and I felt more comfortable that way and nothing else mattered, not even their judgement.
They loved it (I think). They laughed, they were courteous about it, and I was strangely showing my entire personality because I shared something vulnerable and personal so I guess I was very relaxed. AND this does not happen often at auditions
Got a callback! (doesnt mean I’m cast though…-__-)
Point of the story…being bald should not stop anyone from feeling good enough or beautiful enough.
i dont like it when people say they can dance….and then they suck.
I feel like the more I stay here…the more I’ll convince myself that I can settle and be complacent here. I won’t dream as big as I used to and so I won’t try as hard. What??
im going to kill myself….i cant find another way. i hate living here. i hate my family. and no matter how hard i try to turn the situation around and see it in a positive light, my mom destroys me.
I hate…everyone…yup…i really do.
Telling someone you like that you’re bald is actually really tough.
20 Things We Need To Stop Talking About In 2013 (via monarchie)
Retiring the word will do NOTHING. Retire the notion of looking down on people who get more and enjoys more sex than you, period.
I THINK I’M ADDICTED TO BOYS