Two days ago I performed at the finals for the District's Funniest comedian, and I came in second place. It really broke my heart because I had completely gotten my hopes up that I would win, but I understand the reason that I didn't get what I wanted. The reason I didn't win was because I wanted to win so badly. I wanted it so much that it stifled me, and I came to the stage nervous and feeble, compared to my usual attitude. I did exactly what the Improv's manager advised us not to do: I treated it like a competition, and (as she predicted) it hurt my set. I still did well, but I wasn't being ME. I was being my act. Anyway- I know I am funny... so next time I hit the stage, I will take it easy. Plus, after the show Ryan Conner told me that there were about 160 contestants in the entire contest. Given those numbers, second doesn't seem all that bad.
Funny side-note... I am in my friend's room at my birthday celebration which just got busted by the police. 300 Mary Washington students just evacuated the house, and I am up here trying to be as quiet as I can, while 3 police officers are searching downstairs for drugs. I hope they don't search up here because I am completely HAMMERED!
PEACE
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