Just a quick note for the one person besides myself who is actually reading this:
Ma, when we used to joke about how the FBI should hire you, we weren't kidding.
Thank you for being my first and only follower.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
And it has begun.....
I'm not really sure how this happened. It seems that I am heading to graduate school in London in a little over a month.
Everything was going along just fine. I was living the romantic and exciting life of a struggling actress in New York City, something that I dreamed of since I was a little girl.
Oh, yeah. That's where it started. I remember now.
Let me tell you a little bit about myself to explain where we're going here. I grew up in a little hamlet of a place called Hamilton, right outside of Trenton, NJ. My mother used to always tell me to "say I was from Princeton", because it sounded better. Not that I ever cared about things like that, I just knew that I wasn't going to be living there forever. I was destined for the screen. I spent most of my free time filming scenes from Sophie's Choice or the end of West Side Story in my room, two roles that I will never play. I didn't quite understand that having red hair and freckles meant I would never be cast as a Holocaust victim or a Puerto Rican. I still think that with enough makeup I might be able to pull it off. Hell, Natalie Wood did. Never mind the fact that I can't sing.
Fast forward 15 years to me living in a 5th story walk-up on the Upper East Side of New York, working as a waitress, babysitter, retail saleswoman, and barista. What a life. Doing a few shows in what technically can be called theaters. There were seats and a stage area.....plus a couple of lights. God Bless my parents for coming to all of that crap.
So, I decided to chuck it all and head south to Washington,DC. I thought that I could make a name for myself in a smaller place. You know, be the big fish in the pond. After about a year and a half I was working for an association and enjoying the sweet life. Health insurance and a 401(k) plan. Life doesn't get any better than that.
But, I started getting the itch that something was wrong. I had never given up on my dream of being on Oprah with Meryl Streep or Al Pacino (clearly they would be my friends once I hit the big time) and I was about to turn 28. I was panicing. There were rumors floating all over the place that Oprah was going to stop doing the show soon! What! There's only a small window of opportunity left for me to make it now.
What's the fastest way of becoming a famous Hollywood actress? Going to graduate acting school in London! After all, the only way to get cast in an Oscar winning movie is to be British.
I coming in through the backdoor, Hollywood.......Hold on Oprah, just two more years and I'll be there.
Everything was going along just fine. I was living the romantic and exciting life of a struggling actress in New York City, something that I dreamed of since I was a little girl.
Oh, yeah. That's where it started. I remember now.
Let me tell you a little bit about myself to explain where we're going here. I grew up in a little hamlet of a place called Hamilton, right outside of Trenton, NJ. My mother used to always tell me to "say I was from Princeton", because it sounded better. Not that I ever cared about things like that, I just knew that I wasn't going to be living there forever. I was destined for the screen. I spent most of my free time filming scenes from Sophie's Choice or the end of West Side Story in my room, two roles that I will never play. I didn't quite understand that having red hair and freckles meant I would never be cast as a Holocaust victim or a Puerto Rican. I still think that with enough makeup I might be able to pull it off. Hell, Natalie Wood did. Never mind the fact that I can't sing.
Fast forward 15 years to me living in a 5th story walk-up on the Upper East Side of New York, working as a waitress, babysitter, retail saleswoman, and barista. What a life. Doing a few shows in what technically can be called theaters. There were seats and a stage area.....plus a couple of lights. God Bless my parents for coming to all of that crap.
So, I decided to chuck it all and head south to Washington,DC. I thought that I could make a name for myself in a smaller place. You know, be the big fish in the pond. After about a year and a half I was working for an association and enjoying the sweet life. Health insurance and a 401(k) plan. Life doesn't get any better than that.
But, I started getting the itch that something was wrong. I had never given up on my dream of being on Oprah with Meryl Streep or Al Pacino (clearly they would be my friends once I hit the big time) and I was about to turn 28. I was panicing. There were rumors floating all over the place that Oprah was going to stop doing the show soon! What! There's only a small window of opportunity left for me to make it now.
What's the fastest way of becoming a famous Hollywood actress? Going to graduate acting school in London! After all, the only way to get cast in an Oscar winning movie is to be British.
I coming in through the backdoor, Hollywood.......Hold on Oprah, just two more years and I'll be there.
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