I spent May 12-19 in London, England. It hasn’t hit me til just now that I actually flew 8 and a half hours across an ocean to another continent and experienced a totally different culture. It’s just now hitting me that I was in the United Kingdom… Where there’s a queen, not a president. Soooo crazy. I wasn’t as culture shocked as I had imagined I’d be, especially because London’s so touristy. It was seriously the heart of theatre… There was a show playing on just about every corner. We were fortunate enough to be able to take a workshop at Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre, the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts, and two workshops for both voice and movement at the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Arts. The latter two workshops honestly have LAMDA on the top of my list for graduate programs.
Now that I’m back, it’s so crazy to think that just because I’m not there anymore, London is still there.
My week in London gave me just the right amount of forward motion that I needed to keep going. There were so many time last year that I wanted to just throw in the towel… Change my major to something more practical, something that would guarantee me a job. But damnit, why do that?? Why throw away my one true love to make life easier. Without performing, without the one thing I love more than anything, my life would be a complete waste. It wouldn’t be worth living.
Yeah, it’s going to be tough. It’s going to be hard as fuck. There’s a sea full of actors, singers, dancers who would love to make it. Who are better than me. And only a handful of them get their chance. Only a handful of them get that one shot that puts their foot in the door and makes their career take off. I know what kind of hard work it takes. And I’m more willing to take on this challange more than any of you bitches who say you want it.
THIS is wanting it. This is going for it. Bring it the fuck on. I’m ready.
ask her if she wants to stay a while
(Source: brea-th-less, via thewholethingwasalie)
