Well don't I feel stupid now...
So I didn't get into Grease... poop sandwich. Mallory said I was being too cocky....
But when I updated yesterday I was not aware that my dad had told Tyler that if he wanted to cast Mallory or I he had to cast all three of us... Yes, three. My dad decided to try out halfway through the evening. I thought he did well but apparently not as good as Randy Pickering.... and so none of us were cast. Poopy crapness. I really wanted to be in that. Mallory started crying shortly after reading through the cast list several times in disbelief, and stepped in the theater door and into Nancy Rodenbeck's comforting arms. I don't think a word was said until her shoulder was wetted with my sister's tears. Of course she had all the right words to say, seeing as she knew the whole story- Tyler really wanted us in it, and stayed up 'til four A.M. agonising over it... but there was just no part for my dad, so he respected his wishes.
I really did want to be Doody. Oh well... I hate Grease anyway... there'll be other plays... but.... not with all you guys.... MWAAAAA!!!!
Many circumstances- many "if only"'s contributed to it. If just one of them were true... we would be rejoicing right now... but... apparently this is God's will. Oh well. There's a reason.
*takes cover from tomatoes thrown due to last comment*