Rampant Rambling
I'm Malina and you're offensive.
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On musicals:

So, incidentally, I decided to audition for Sweet Charity, because I’m an idiot and I convince myself to do things very easily. And so the first day, I sang, and I guess it went well because the director told me today that I’m “one of the better singers in this production.” (I am allowing myself one moment to be vain. This is it. Vanity done.) And then the next day, I danced. Terribly. But by what was either a massive blunder in judgment or a miracle, I got called back. At that point, I was thinking, Shit, man. I don’t know how to act. And at callbacks, I realized that I kind of wanted to play Nickie, which incidentally is a lot of acting and singing and dancing. But I go up, and I figure since I’m Italian, I basically just have to talk like my family. So I did. And I guess I didn’t do very well because I didn’t get that role. But, you know, c’est la vie. I have the great honor of playing “1st Girl At the Y,” which I guess is more than I could’ve asked for, because I guess what I really wanted was to just hang in the background and sing backup. But my character is taking a class on sex in the later stages of marriage despite not being married, so that’s pretty fucking awesome. I think it might’ve been fun to play Nickie, but the girl who got that role really deserved it, so I’m fine.

I’m really excited, though. Despite the fact that I’m in all but one dance number (Seriously. I cannot dance.), I think I’m going to have fun.