Method Acting
Acting class ended today. I lied in bed for a long time with an aching in my gut. Just thought of those feelings… the ones I fear to be parted with again. Thought of their faces, introductions, our growing, our laughter. Our acting. I was a part of something. I wasn’t finished. So I lied in bed for over an hour after the final class. Put on “How to Disappear Completely” and just drowned for a little while.
I didn’t want to get up. Don’t want to do finals. Don’t want to study.
But I’m a functioning student now. And so I did and I will.
I don’t wanna risk our paths crossing someday; so you walk that way I’ll walk this way.
With this beard, my silhouette appears to have a really large chin. gigantic.
It freaked me out today. Seriously.
ryn: thankyou, mr. nicey. you are as nice as the name i give you.
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i just wanted you to know you leave the best notes.
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i completely know how you feel. i hated when my acting class ended. you feel wrapped up in something that should never end. alas.
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you know, when i walked off the stage at my high school for the last time, i had that feeling too. i never particularly cared for acting until i couldn’t do it anymore, and now i secretly miss it intensely. hopefully film school will quell that though. keep taking acting classes. maybe one day our paths will cross just enough to make us great friends and multimillionaires. money’s nothing though.
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you’re the man, man.
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Er, surely nothing is preventing you from taking another acting class?
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david. i love you, you silly little boy. you should come to my acting class where you can be a real, live, grown up actor. for real.
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you and that beard i swear… shave, damnit. you always were a method actor. ~nonni~
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While I’ve never had acting class, the same feeling comes from being in plays. Exhileration at completition…but its missed. Stay safe, you.
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ryn: sssssh. It’s a seeecret. You know, old loyalties and whatnot. And two places at once ate up so much time. I still visit, though! Maybe things won’t die out all together.
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it sucks doesn’t it? *hugs* I hope you’re feeling better
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private entry!?
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it suddenly occurred to me how long i’ve been reading your diary and how strange it is to have this ongoing look into someone’s life that i’ll never really know… i remember how you’ve always talked about being on stage … i envy and respect people like you…
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