I had the WORST dream last night. I woke up in feeling so dreadful. It was the first time I've ever cried in a dream. Wanna know what it was? Okay. Here:
I was auditioning for Wicked. (I don't know where it was or how big the production was.) Kristin Chenoweth was holding auditions (I know..kinda weird.) She and I became friends. She would ask me my opinion on casting options, like who would be best for Fiyero and Boq. She even hinted that I had gotten the part of Glinda (my dream role.) Finally, she put THE LIST up.
I didn't get a part. Not even in the ensemble.
But my grandmother did. She was going to be playing the part of Madame Morrible.
My grandmother doesn't sing. Or act. Or anything.
Now I know that it sounds silly, but the dream was SO REAL. I woke up and Southern said that I looked like I was about to cry [i was.] It was awful. I'm glad it was just a dream.