Wednesday, April 28, 2010
So this is all new to me. This contest crap. I don't enter contests. I have to be prodded to enter something creative into a contest. I'm just not an enterer. I don't like competition.
So WTH made me enter this More Magazine thing?? What was I THINKING?
I'll tell you what I was thinking. I entered because I didn't think I'd have the GUTS to enter. I never thought I'd have a chance at anything - I just wanted to try something OUT of the box.
And once I looked over the other entries and saw the amount of votes some of these women had I figured I'd probably land somewhere in the middle. Never thought I'd have a shot at the top 100. And the top 100 is the place to be. That gets you to the second round of judging.
At that point it's no longer a popularity contest - seeing how many of your friends and family you can nag, beg and bribe to vote for you. It's before the judges... and they choose the top 3 based on looks and story.
Well, imagine my surprise when today I tied for 95th place.
That means top 100. That means I'm IN it. That means this is real all of a sudden. And then this FEELING came over me. I think I feel...
Now I want that top 100 more than anything. I know I won't win - I'm not kidding myself. But I want that damn top 100. I need to hold my own until May 12th.
And this is the LAST time I'm entering ANYTHING. My nerves can't take it.