I used to take drama classes, and everybody always wanted me to take part in whatever play they were producing at the time. I think it was because I don't really talk much; I prefer to listen to everything instead. You'll learn a lot more that way. I think that's why the world's getting dumber; we're taking too much time to shout at one another, and no time to listen.

Anyway, I didn't talk all that much. I kept to myself, back in the corner, writing stories or drawing pictures. People liked me all right, but sometimes I think that they figured I was a ghost or something. I can see where they were coming from: didn't interfere much in everybody else's lives, seemed to show up out of nowhere (the only special thing I can do is walk very quickly and very quietly), and thought about death a lot (not in a mopey, contemplating-it way, mind you; I'm merely curious about what happens after we kick it).

So when Mr Tim was doing a play, he usually gave me a line or two. Usually, it was a way-more-emotive role. I would have to prance around the stage like a lunatic on acid, and I really, honestly enjoyed doing it. Everybody else thought it was fun whenever I had to act, and most people liked the scenes I scribbled down for classwork. Most of them were short, Monty Python-style sillinesses; two members of a punk band arguing about writing songs on lumberjacks, two people screaming insults at one another and collapsing to the stage in a passionate frenzy, that kind of weirdery.

I liked drama class. I'd like to be an actress, but honestly, I'm terrible at remembering more than a few lines at a time. I suppose, if I tried, I could empty Herman's Hermits lyrics out of my head and make room for Roxie Hart's part or whatever.

And, let's face it: Most studios today go for looks rather than talent. I'm not a looker at all. Six feet tall, 180 pounds, big feet, broad shoulders. Small mouth, not-pouty-lips, acne, glasses. I'm pretty sure that, no matter how talented an actress I might or might not be, I would never get into Hollywood. XDDDDD Except maybe as an extra or something. An extra would be pretty cool. I couldn't stand having the batshit amounts of money that most actors have. I would end up buying a one-room log cabin in the mountains somewhere and give the rest to charity. I've never been good with money. Never. Soon as I've got it, it's gone--usually on "frivolous" things, like candy or several composition books. But that's what I like spending my money on. Notebooks and candy! Creativity and fuel!

I'd rather be well-known for what I think and ask of people than what I do on a screen or on a record. I wouldn't wanna be one of those fakey New Age bitches who just sells people vast amounts of crystals and pretends to be enlightened. I'd like to be enlightened--I know I'm anything BUT right now!--and whenever I manage to reach that goal, I'd like to spread it to people, free of charge. A lot of religions seem to focus on money and status rather than teaching and what's in one's heart. Strange, isn't it?

Also: I'm feeling lazy today. Fuck chores nyan. D: