Well, tonight at practice for the fashion show they didn't have a chair with my name on it. So I asked Ms. Stacy where it was, and she gave me the simpering you're going down look and said the other four dresses didnt come in and wouldn't until March and they couldn't possibly consider asking Brittany to share her seven already assigned dresses, could they? So I was elbowed out of the show. I'm kind of upset, I guess. I don't know how to describe what I'm feeling now. Kind of defeated, kind of ugly feeling, self deprecating, but I'm also really mad and offended that they made me drive all that way just to hear I am no use to them. This other girl, by the way, is 5'3" and a size twelve or fourteen, with a huge ass. I think they were going for equality and balance with her complexion, though, she's the only african american in the show and I can understand that they'd want to avoid people screaming rascist! rascist! at them. BUT STILL! SHe had seven dresses! SEVEN! If they'd have just let me walk one... Well, instead I'm going to another acting audition on Saturday in the morning. I'm not going to even pretend like I'm confident on the inside, cause I'm not, but I have to be when I go up there. 99.9% of this business is rejection, after all, and it's good for me to get used to it. SO maybe I'm not upset, after all.