A Good Break

When I say I rested, I rested. I only left quarters in search of food. I slept better during the day only because. they moved in a short piece of crazy next to me. 3am Saturday morning and she's playing games on her phone with no headphones on. I asked her to turn it down and she ignores me. all I hear is beep, bleep beep from the game. So I seek out security (weak) and she knocks on the door but the girl ignores her too. She stops playing and starts slamming her locker door and cabinet and pulling and shoving her bed. I even heard her scratch at the wall and door. :-/ slap nuts. I reported the loony only to find that she's an overnight transfer. Sunday she gets up do does the same thing.I just let it go. (I am one with the moon and sky) Monday,  same thing. I pay it no mind because I have an audition!
  In my rest I forgot my Sunday appointment with a counselor so I missed the early call for "A Fireside Christmas " at NOLA  studios, but I am here now waiting for them to come back from lunch. I swear if I didn't know any better I would think that there are no black people in theater. So far all I see is one brown person, me. I may see one or two from time to time. Has the arts died in my community? 

***UPDATE ***
Please forgive the short girl view of the pictures. lol I took these after it was over. Let's go back. While waiting to be called the guy acting as monitor asked me where I was from and we got to talking. Turns out he and 2 other people were from Georgia!  We talked about all the good food we missed like, Chik-Fil-A, Waffle House, The Varsity and The Vortex. Got us good and hungry for nothing!  smh
As I lined up the I talked to the guy in front of me and he offered me his extra sheet music because it wasn't in a key he would use and we were doing the same Christmas song, "Oh Holy Night ". By then my right tonsil was swollen because of the stong air conditioning I could feel my throat closing up a bit. The song was written in E flat. I couldn't do it. So I asked the nice lady at the piano to play it a bit lower and she did. And what did I do? Screwed it up! I sung it in a lower key than C. Honey when I tell you, the conversation going on in my head was crazy!  My brain is yelling at my throat for its treacherous ways and vows revenge! I had to remix some of the high notes by bypassing it and adding a run it two. It was so stange. So strange. When I was done,  the nice lady at the piano mentioned that I started in a lower key but I did a great job. Such a nice lady. I wanted to rip out my tonsils by hand and drop them in the trash on the way out. The only thing that cheered me up were the many headshots I passed coming in. How cool are they? Huh?! Huh?! lol I'm done for the day! Going back to my space and rest.