We were all joking and laughing. We went in the lobby...
Where the Advanced Theatre list...
With my name in it...
Was neatly typed.
When I went up to it, I saw that someone had used a sewing needle, or a nail, or something, and ripped my name in half.
I laughed. It was my time to laugh at the jealousy, it was uproarious to think that someone would try to bring me down when I know for certain that they cannot.
Someone (and I have a very shrewd idea of who) decided to be immature. Oh...
What do you think I'm going to do...
They've just lowered themselves even further (if that's even possible) when it comes to morals, being sore losers, and being immature.
I know there was a chance I could make it...
And the fact that I could, those two years I waited for my chance that I GOT...that puts me on the ultimate high.
Oh, I have a few more adjectives to add by the way.
Oh, yeah, and here's one I reserve for especially useless people: