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May 10, 2005 15:33

Yo its the JC Duncan. Aka the Real Guy!

Of to england tomorrow, will be visiting my uncle during the first weekend and will be down in canterbury on wednesday the 18th if anyone is interested.
These past few weeks have been kind of eventful. The play representations were a great succes, received muchos congratulations. I quite enjoyed the whole acting business, for someone as shy as me it was kind of theropeutical i guess.
I didnt get of with my co-actress, much to my unsuprise. She actually was going out with the other pro-actor who'd been shipped along from england. Destiny it seems is a double edged bitch! She was twenty seven anyways, far too experienced for my liking. It was filmed, so i ll try and bring a copy down to england in case any of you are sad enough to want to see me act. My dad is the main character in it, so for those who have met him, it may be another reason to watch.
My birthday was fun, got mildly drunk. Magnus might be dissapointed to know that my 17 year old cousin Sophia got it going on with my brothers best friend. She came clubbing with us and got drunk and turned into one horny pscyco. To put it mildly: she wanted it BAD! The funny part is that in the end my brothers friend could not get it up....They slept together, but did not manage to actually Sleep together. I found it funny though. Before we left clubbing we got drunk and watched Troll 2. Never has a film deeply affected me in the way troll 2 has. This film beggers belief. It make you laugh, cry, shout and want to suffocate yourself with a pillow. It combines both the most wooden actors, with the most cheesy and over the top ones. Two words, PURE GENIUS.
I also went out partying the evening of the second theatrical representation. I got wasted. Totally fuct up. I drank three glasses of wine at the mini after party, then drunk a lot of vodka on the way there, then bought a bottle of more vodka once we were in the club. It ws a crazy nite. Met these two forty year olds and got started talking to them. One of them had a 22 year old daughter and i asked him why she wasn t here, so he rang her up and passed her to me. I started talking about god knows what...until i wandered why she wasn t responding and realised it was an answering machine. She phoned five minutes later, and said she was sleeping. The old guys were really cool, pity i never got there numbers.
Then there was this other girl, a fat weirdo. She was the cousin of this girl we know. She come up to me and said "Why don t you fancy me? Is it cos i m fat?" I was like "Wtf! More to grab on to! heheheheheh", you realise that i was drunk. Then she ased if i was a virgin, i said no and she said "Pity cos I only do Virgins!" and then proceeded to eat my cousin Yvericks mouth off. I laughed, this kinda stuff is funny!
She said she was a nympho. I thought she was fat, Bullshitting, ugly, overly forward pscyco, who d fuck anything, just to prove that she isn t all of the above. Anyway, we left early cos the alcohol was cathing up with me. I slept on the back seat almost unconscious as my cousin zoomed along, taking corners crazily. The next thing i remember is my cousin waking me up and asking if i needed help. I got up and said No and in true cinematic style, as i said this i fell backwards and tripped over the ornemental bench, to then proceed and fall into the bushes. As i lay there i uttered "Ok maybe i do need some help". I feel asleep on the couch, cos the stairs seemed to move and was woken up by my little sister a few hours later. As i woke up i noticed a huge gash on my face and nose. How i got this is a mystery to me...I have my theories though. They look a lot like carpet burns....
The irony was that i still had a theatrical representation that day, and the boss women had told me to "be careful and to not go overboard", and i got there with a hellish hang over and a huge gash across my face and nose....The sad thing was that i could not really answer the "how?" question, as i was not sure myself....
Anyway with lots of foundation it looked fine, but i did look like a battered mobster, with the suit and all. The sturday ended up being the best night, we went out that nite again, after having gotten quite drunk on wine. It was sad saying bye to all those people i d spent months rehearsing with, but it had to be done. The nite out was kinda rubbish, the only good thing was that we drove round St Raphael with my bro on the bonnet, as we d locked him out of the car. The look of dismay a woman gave us at the red lights was beautiful and worth all the gold in the world. Her look of disbelief, shock and suprise I will treasure for decades.
Finally spent friday, saturday and sunday at the beach. It was hot and stuff, and i swam and got a bit of a tan, even spent one of those days at a nudest beach. It was funny. Watched Lois Kite surf. Also funny.
Thats it i think...I live such a care free life, it frightens me to realise that REAl life is slowly closing in. I think i ll just take all the money i ve saved and go live in australia or new zealand for a while, to delay real life that little bit longer....

Anyway seeya soon dudes.
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