hendry

Can't wait until tomorrow. Had a few weird days. I love Fremont. I was telling someone tonight that ever since I heard the song "Love Street" by The Doors, I could picture this neighbourhood in my mind but it never existed out east. Then I moved out here and there it is. Beautiful gardens, and houses, and people. It beats the hell out of capitol hill. There aren't any junkies, or crazy people. I'm really drunk right now, and I apoligize for my rambling.
I started the acting class yesterday, and it was very fun. It was very nice to actually get a class to come out of their shell. I know for a fact that I am only capable of comedy. Thats pretty much what I have bred myself for. I feel more confident in knowing that my livelyhood will be from my sense of humour. I'm still going back to real school in the fall, and I'm much more mature, and I should still perform the same as I did at OSU, but I know what my true calling is.
Last night in class there was this lady that looked like Sicily Tyson, and she was very good. I was amazed at her being that good of an actor and not being crazy. There was a guy that does voice overs for commercials, a woman that is moving from corporate law to trial, this hot, tiny girl from St. Petersberg that hit on me, and I pretended not to care, and this adorable married couple that wanted to try something new. They were so shy, and they both blushed when they got up in front of everyone. It was nice.
Anyway, I can't wait until tomorrow. I have a lot of dear friends coming to the show. Some of them are going way over dressed, and they're going to look like "posers". We'll all have fun. Who knows, maybe I'll go as a priest. It'll be nice having my best friends going out to something that I, for once, suggested. Well I must sleep now. Take care all.