Acting class. What a pressure cooker. This evening I did my presentation and it actually turned out well - even doing it with a new jersey accent. (What with New Jersey’s not my native language, I think I spoke it pretty fluently J)
And then I did my other scene and it sucked. Crap, crap, crap! Oh well. What did I expect. I can’t do a scene if I don’t get with my scene partner at least once before the actual day of the class. Plus it wouldn’t hurt, if I wasn’t so nervous that my heart wasn’t racing to escape out of my chest. Now wouldn’t that be a sight! Would totally change the scene from absurdist to gore!
Not a bad idea. I’ll think on it.
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