I wrote a big long journal entry of all the things that have happened, but OF COURSE I had to press the backspace and delete EVERYTHING I wrote!
Well, I will try and write this again before the bell rings;
So, PTE classes are over for the season, I finally added all my fabulous drama fre-friends to facebook and have talked to them. I talked to them about Filming our monologues with the Big Guns of PTE, John B. Lowe. He's been acting for thirty years and owns PTE, he's like the dumbledore of theatre. On the day we had to film it, mine ended up going into overtime, so I was already rushed. I did my monologue in one take, where everyone else had to do two. I left the building starstruck and proud, But when we had to watch them on the last day, I had gotten a 100% with a comment of "
Clint Eastwood would love me, because I hit my mark, knew my lines... etc."
But that's not at all, what I saw. And this time I'm being reasonable. My lines were rushed, I had no mark, and I fudged up on the beginning of my lines. Ah, what's the point, no one will believe me.
What else? Oh yeah, after I graduate I've been offered to move in with my mom and her boyfriend Jeff. My dad hasn't been the best the past couple of days, but everytime I go over to Jeff's my patience runs dry, along with my tolerence.
I'm trying to balance out which one is the best, but I don't what to do anymore.
I want to do all these things, travel, write, act, sing. But I'm having a hard time of where to go, and what to do and when. It's just all so complicated. My mom always says "One thing at a time." Which, if I narrow it down it's; finish school first. I guess once school is out of the way, I can really start focusing what I want. And where and when etc. etc.
I do want to go to university, but that takes years before I do anything outside of winnipeg. Plus, money. Plus, I want to travel or else I'd kill myself if I stay here for another ten years. Its not a bad place, I just want to travel and do stuff thats not a normal routine.
Oh well, whatever.