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First published January 1, 2011
I nearly fell out of my chair. I couldn't believe I had really been accepted to Performing Arts. I was ecstatic. Randy [a family friend] and I started jumping up and down on the beds, and then later celebrated by ordering cheeseburgers and milkshakes from room service. I had set a goal and achieved it, a first for me. Four years later, I got into NYU/s drama department with that same monologue, though I ended up going to the film department instead. Not long after that, Randy was killed in a tragic motorcycle accident.
We started recording our album in November, and the atmosphere in the studio was not fun to say the least. There seemed to be tension between everyone � Heidi and me, Heidi and Mark, and Mark and I. I also remember feeling like an outsider in the studio. Mark was completely focused on Heidi, who was completely focused on every aspect of the recording process. The two of them were either thick as thieves, both getting off on the music, or Mark was refusing to work because Heidi was refuting his advances. Nobody seemed to care much about my opinion or feelings. Except for when I was recording a track, I started to feel like I was just there to keep Mark from blatantly sexually harassing Heidi.