Guess I won't be having my 15 minutes of fame after all

It has been one roller coaster week. Monday, as you know, I was notified that I had made it to the next round of interviews. I was on Cloud 9. I came crashing down when the producer e-mailed me the agreement that I had to sign before I could proceed (you had to sign before the interview, even though I had already been interviewed already). It was basically in another language but I was able to decode it with the help of my friend's mom. The bottom line is that when you sign these agreements, you basically sign away all of your rights. The company/network owns you and they can portray you in any way they see fit. I understand that this is a standard sort of contract/agreement. After really thinking about it, I had to politely decline the offer (even though part of me still wanted to do it) because I didn't want anything to come back and bite me in the proverbial booty. I have too much to lose (i.e. adoption and my job). I know I made the right decision. So, you won't be seeing me on TV. It's probably better. I have this feeling they would have made me, the sweet librarian into some sleazy vixen which is silly.

Tomorrow is the court date. I hear my aunt finally got served (she had everything closed up tighter than a tick). I'm praying it goes well and the judge makes the best decision for my grandparents.

On a brighter note, I get to leave for the Caribbean in a week. I'm going on a cruise for a whole week. YEA!