Ok Ok I admit I'm no genius...
Plenty of people in the last few days have tried to convince me that I am WRONG about my new ideas on gravity. But, despite what they say, I still hold my opinions. It's really fun to doubt something as essential and basic to my life as gravity. Maybe I'm turning into Descartes, or an existentialist... the only thing I know exists is myself. That's not true, I believe in many other things. I just don't believe that those darn scientists got gravity figured out yet!
On another note, I have never been so frustrated with theatre in my life. Why did As You Like It have to (temporarily) end? I felt so proud about my work and now I feel like I'm a crock of shit. I know I look like one. I feel like one. I'm not exaggerating. I'm not fishing for compliments. My work right now, both in acting class and directing finals, sucks a fat cock. And not in the good, fun way. A fat one. That CHOKES you. And you throw up. All over the thing you love most, in this case.... acting.
Sorry for the grotesque metaphor. I'm upset.
On another note, I have never been so frustrated with theatre in my life. Why did As You Like It have to (temporarily) end? I felt so proud about my work and now I feel like I'm a crock of shit. I know I look like one. I feel like one. I'm not exaggerating. I'm not fishing for compliments. My work right now, both in acting class and directing finals, sucks a fat cock. And not in the good, fun way. A fat one. That CHOKES you. And you throw up. All over the thing you love most, in this case.... acting.
Sorry for the grotesque metaphor. I'm upset.