“I went to audition in Canadian Idol. I slept overnight in the line-up and then I woke up with a sore throat! I was crying! I called my dad. I was like, ‘Dad! They’re going to put me in the bad audition tape!’ I was crying so much…I went back home. I didn’t audition!”
Wait what? What’s bad audition tape? What?
“At the end of the show, they play the worst auditions in the episode! It’s like bloopers!”
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He ultimately got cast a leading role in a theatre in Madrid for almost a decade though he rooted for Hollywood in the beginning.
Morals of the story:
1. Sometimes, as we walk our paths, we are shown a different direction that is better for us.
2. Before we get to our destination, we have to fail many, many, many times… arguably, to prepare us better for where we’re actually headed before we even know, ourselves, where that is.
I don’t really care much about these things but since he’s my friend, I told him he should’ve gone to the audition anyway so I can watch it for my own entertainment… but yeah, no, had I been in his place, I would’ve done the exact same thing.
Gelene 