I know you've all been waiting with bated breath regarding the outcome of my "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" audition. The rejection came in a postcard today -- oh, cruel fate! I guess I won't be vacationing in Monaco any time soon. And that leprosarium in Palawan won't be naming a wing in my honor after all.
I feel I'm taking this rejection well. My only regret, is that it will be hard to watch the show from now on without feeling a little bitter. I don't regret trying out for the show. There is some satisfaction in having put in the effort. At least I know that I tried and it didn't work out. It was a lark and I promise you this: this is not the last of my quixotic adventures.
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