I want you to be happy...

So, there are two things I want to talk about tonight.

1st- This audition I have tomorrow. Have you ever wanted so badly not to do something that you know you sorta kinda have to? That's how I feel about this Tisch audition. I know it's a great school...but seriously? I'm never going to get into Tisch, let alone get into NYU in the first place. I guess I'm scared of being rejected or laughed at or whatever. But, I guess it shouldn't matter. All I can do it go in and do my best; go in there and do what I was born to do. Sing my little heart out.

2nd- How much love do you think we have in our hearts? Is it enough to be able to truly commit ourselves to making one person's life better than they possibly imagined it could be? Well, I believe that we have as much love as we want to have. I'm doing this monologue, you see, from Sarah Ruhl's play, Euryidice, and let me just tell you, she loves her husband. She is able to do what millions of people wish they could do (should they be put in that situation): she tells him, wholeheartedly, to move onto a life without her. She acts more selflessly than I think I would ever be able to act. I'd love to be able to express that kind of selfless love, but, alas, I am a very selfish person. I know it. I just, well, I want what I want, when I want it. That simple, actually. But I wonder, all the time, if I could do that. If I could give up all my happiness and joy to see my significant other happy. Maybe? I like to think I'd be able to do it...think being the key word there.