Oh Acting Class

One should never get a facial piercing if you already have diction problems. I pretty much drooled on myself today during an improv game (thankfully I was only 'it' once), and we played a lot of word games which made me have to enunciate. Lesson learned.

Acting class both scares and excites me. It's my first one ever despite being around theater all my life. Having to think on my toes and make up stories with a company requires so much focus that it's impossible to zone out and know what's going on at all times. I think I'm getting better at it, though. I found myself having to act out being "in the mother's womb" and having my peers guess in 30 seconds where I was. I legit swam like a sperm, curled into a fetal position, and gave birth to myself. It was a sight to be seen.

For the next class, we have to do an observation exercise of someone in the world and then imitate their behaviors in class. I happen to have a lot of unique friends with traits that are so specific to them. I'm beginning to see how much of our behavior is non-verbal and trying to see how I can use this in the game next week.

Also, boo for not being able to go anywhere on my week off from my internship. I might actually have to do homework instead. No bueno.

K