Virginie or the biggest audition of my life

For a few weeks now, my life had been anticipating this very day. My mom has this favorite show called Virginie on Radio-Canada, and they were holding a contest all over Quebec to find 4 new cast members. Being on the border of Quebec, with one of the auditions being held in Gatineau, my mom pushed me to go. I have to say, I had been pretty nervous all week since this is a national TV show, very popular with French speaking communities, and it would mean finally getting a union credit. I had actually contemplated not going too. You see, I have this habit of trying to talk myself out of doing stuff as some twisted psychological need to protect myself from disappointment. But the possibility of actually getting a part was just to great to pass up (that and my mom would kill me with "What the hell did you spend all that money on a Theatre degree for if you're not going to use it!?!")

Anyway, I did go, and after 8 hours of waiting in a crowded reception room with my number in hand, I was in. All nervousness aside, I have to say that I kicked freakin' ass! You know when you do something and you just know that you nailed it? That's how I felt after. So I guess it was worth going after all.

As for the part, I should find out on November 8th if I'm a finalist. I won't hold my breath though. There are so many factors other than talent that come into play that doing well just isn't a given anymore. I'm just happy with the job I did and that's all that matters. And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go have a drink.