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Ok. So here's my plan.
I get a job. I move out by the end of July. I hold that job as steady as she goes.
I start taking classes at Portland Actor's Conservatory. It's a two-year program if you're on of the lucky dozen or so that get into the second year. If I do, great. If I don't, I take what I've learned and move on to the big fish if I can catch it - Guildhall School of Music and Drama in London.
If I do get into the second year program at Portland Actor's Conservatory, I'll decide in a few years whether I still want to go on to Guildhall. I'm thinking I will. I want to spend some time in the British Isles while I can.
I still want to be an actor, dammit. Gannymede's Mead was a fluke, and I have to pick up and move on, and accept it. You never know how a job is going to affect you when you get it, but you can't let it ruin things for you. I think about all the things I *want* to do, and they're all things I *could* have a passion for. To tell the truth, I have no *real* passion or drive for anything in particular, except that I want to do and see as much as I can in life. Acting is sort of a shortcut to that - if you're lucky, it will take you all around the world for various jobs, and even if you're unlucky, it will take you places internally that are harder to come by in the real world.
I'm in a place in my life where nothing is written in stone. It's barely written at all. If I say I want to do this, well, I probably do - at the time. But don't quote me on anything until I'm actually doing it.
I've always wanted to live in the Isles somewhere.
I get a job. I move out by the end of July. I hold that job as steady as she goes.
I start taking classes at Portland Actor's Conservatory. It's a two-year program if you're on of the lucky dozen or so that get into the second year. If I do, great. If I don't, I take what I've learned and move on to the big fish if I can catch it - Guildhall School of Music and Drama in London.
If I do get into the second year program at Portland Actor's Conservatory, I'll decide in a few years whether I still want to go on to Guildhall. I'm thinking I will. I want to spend some time in the British Isles while I can.
I still want to be an actor, dammit. Gannymede's Mead was a fluke, and I have to pick up and move on, and accept it. You never know how a job is going to affect you when you get it, but you can't let it ruin things for you. I think about all the things I *want* to do, and they're all things I *could* have a passion for. To tell the truth, I have no *real* passion or drive for anything in particular, except that I want to do and see as much as I can in life. Acting is sort of a shortcut to that - if you're lucky, it will take you all around the world for various jobs, and even if you're unlucky, it will take you places internally that are harder to come by in the real world.
I'm in a place in my life where nothing is written in stone. It's barely written at all. If I say I want to do this, well, I probably do - at the time. But don't quote me on anything until I'm actually doing it.
I've always wanted to live in the Isles somewhere.