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Beeb,
beep ... beep, beep ... beep, beep ...
No
it can't be! I've only just gone to bed!
Beep,
beep ... beep, beep
So,
a new day has dawned and it's the day of the week I've been longing
for as much as dreading: the day of the AUDITIONS!
The
fact that I can visualise Julie Andrews dancing around a fountain
and singing about confidence doesn't help my nerves  |
I lie
in bed calmly, listening to myself breathe: in and out, in and out,
hold it for 8 ... Where have I heard this before? Reality strikes.
I'm actually lying there practising my breathing exercises!
Now,
let's be sensible. The fact that I can visualise Julie Andrews dancing
around a fountain and singing about confidence doesn't help my nerves.
She had confidence - why can't I have 'confidence in me'?
I take
a wobbly step into the reality of day and fling open the curtains.
The frost encrusted trees
and rooftops are sparkling in the rising sun. 'Oh, what a beautiful
morning!' STOP IT!
It's
time for breakfast - the most important meal of the day, so we're
told. I can see the giant label on the bowl of cornflakes staring
at me. 'Eat Me' it beckons, but I'm still to be convinced.
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At
this moment, I simply don't relate to my audition song and it's
too late to search for an alternative |
Come
on now! Be sensible! One mouthful at a time! CorN FLaKes. Did you
hear that? Did you hear all of the consonants? Did the 'aw' and
'ay' project from the right place in the chasm of my mouth? AAARRGGHHH!
At
this moment I simply don't relate to my audition song and it's too
late to search for an alternative. 'I'm Just a Girl who can't say
No'? Oh yes I can! I can certainly say 'no' to putting myself through
this self-inflicted pain and suffering. What have I done?
Well,
what I have done will soon become a reality when there's a clatter
of the letterbox and a little brown envelope plops onto the mat.
Come
on, Julie Andrews! Be with me at my moment of truth!
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