Apr 06, 2009 08:16
I kept myself up all night to prepare myself for the "truthiness" of a scene where i need to be engrossed in going to sleep. where i need to be tired and MY only objective, a billion times more immediate than saying any line at all, is to go to bed.
its 8. i woke up at 6. went to bed at 4:30.
my partner just texted me. he didnt get home from boston till 1 am, Oh Dear!! he is exhausted and has a headache so he wont be making it to class for our FINAL PRESENTATION OF MEISNER SCENES.
i dont know how well yall know sandy meisner. his stuff works....i mean hours on end in a room yelling at people and being yelled at about your behavior, but it literally sucks. it works, but o my dear sweet jesus, no acting technique is as tedious or down right aggrivating. ,,,,ON PURPOSE
so yeah. i am bitter and a little upset. i would not go too....considering i have to walk over a mile in the rain. and its not just rain, its city rain. where the traffic is violent with its splashes and wizzes past you. and that i know i won't work in class.
----if only it weren't for the fact that i have double the amount of abscences for them to kick me out.
so here i go. sleepless to walk some miles, try to stay awake and watch other people do what i wish i was doing----screaming at people and living truthfully under imaginary circumstances. it'd all be worth it just to live in that land of inorganic beings for a bit.
but alas...