YAY! Camera! And there's only one reason there aren't any pictures in this post is because the battery is charging as we speak! :( But anyway, I'll have them ready tomorrow... and I'll finally have some pictures on my blog. Finally!
So, today is a freaking long post because I've got a lot of stuff to catch up on, because this weekend was freaking awesome! (and this blog post is taking ages, but more about that later...)
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We had a house barbecue on Friday at a farm property Ridley owns, which was pretty sick. The problem was, I hadn't brought a change of clothes (on account of forgetting that it was happening), and I ended up getting back to school at like 10pm and realizing Jon wasn't there! So, I spent the night at Ridley (good thing there's an empty bed in my room), and then Saturday morning class, play practice, etc. on Saturday. Then, there's a dance in the evening, so I told Jon to bring me some clothes, which he does, ie my jeans and a sweater. Okay, survivable..... I am from Africa after all! Then it got worse, because I spent the next night at Ridley too, and then in the morning we had a charity walk for cancer. Mad rush to find clothes which are in Ridley colours and don't stink the hell out of the galactic supercluster (actually, I did shower, so it wasn't thaat bad) and I end up wearing the same underpants and socks for >48 hours straight, and the rest was all borrowed clothes! The only shoes in the entire house that fit me were my roommate's, who rows crew, hence his shoes somehow being big enough. I borrowed his slipon sneaker vibes, and walked the whole run. :D but more on that just now...
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The play! Oh boy, after almost three years of being told I cannot act, I finally get the chance to go on stage again! It's the greatest feeling (almost as great as sailing!), and I can't believe I've been kept away from it for such a long time...
People often don't often realize this, but you don't need to be insane at anything to be a great actor, there's only a few key things you have to get right. You have to be heard, and you have to be confident, and believe it or not, that's it. I'm not saying those are the only things you need to be Alec Guinness, because you'll never be the best if you're mediocre (derp). It's just that people say, "I can't really act on stage", when in fact you actually can. You just need to believe it.
Emotions don't actually matter. I can only act one emotion, and that's not a Keanu Reeves Neo Anderson expression, it's just me being fed drugs. It's just that I have mad skillz with warping it so it seems like whatever emotion I want it to be hence the suppose "talent". No matter what I'm acting, I'm always thinking the same, and that's what it's about, you know, becoming the character is better, obviously, but pretending to become the character is good enough. When I'm told to act like I'm thinking of another girl, I don't think about the character thinking of another girl. I actually just think about another girl, and everything else comes through in my actions... which at times can lead to some good laughs during rehearsals :D But yeah, I don't think about the character's other girl, or hopes or dreams or emotions or anything. I just think of mine which correlate with those of the character. And I guess it's just very effective because I've go a wide range of such experiences from which to draw emotions from.
Or maybe I'm just rambling on, and I'm actually just a good actor. You'll never know, will you? It could all just be a show....
Now I wonder if I should talk about girls here, or not yet. Naah, you'll have to read to the end! But anyway, I'm severely looking forward to the play, and just rehearsals and stage life in general. Who knows, we might finally get cast tomorrow....... and then we can actually get to work memorizing the lines.
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Spent the best part of Saturday hanging out with a real Mayan, Luis. He's actually become one of my best friends here. We spent a good 4 hours or so making Beatles music on a whole multitude of instruments, and right now his guitar is actually chilling in my room at Ridley, and I've learnt the four chord song starting on G. I think I should just man up and start playing guitar now. It's great to be able to just do that with your friends, hang around for a solid bit of time doing something you love and letting some music vibes out! I haven't had that going since the last time I climbed with Guy...
These are actually the moments I live for. The fencing, the climbing, the music. Screw whether you win or lose, you're with your best friends it's not just pointless "hanging out" per se, because you're not chilling on your iPhones and BlackBerries and hating and slaying like almost everyone else I know does when they hang out with friends.
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Next next next next, oh yeah, the dance. Let's just say that people in Canada dance differently to what you'd imagine. I know, I found out the hard way. So, we pile into the gym, massive video screens, pro DJ, girls wearing absolutely nothing, guys wearing progressively less as the evening wore on... you know what, Jon put it very accurately when he said, "it's all just about sex. And drugs and getting drunk too, but mostly sex". So I ended up being one of the 3(4?) sober people there, which makes for good Architect moments, but I did rather enjoy myself what with the pumping bass and all. Although if this is what the insides of clubs look like, then I definitely am not going clubbing when I'm older.
It's a certain type of atmosphere that I guess is just an acquired taste, and I don't think it's mine. You know, as fun as pushing past all the sweaty bodies and gyrating hips is, it's just not me. I've had a couple of friends try convince me to go wild and be a dog, but I just can't do anything with someone who's drunk or a smoker or a slut. It's just me. I'm all for having a little fun, and I did dance with a couple of girls, some of which may have been a little tipsy, but no kissing, no nothing. I don't know why, it's super weird. I know, I'm in Canada for another two months, what the hell, etc. etc. but I haven't changed as a person that much. I'm a little more spontaneous, but that's actually Chloe's fault originally. Not that certain people are helping in any way... Anyway, that's beside the point.
Hell, people actually grind here. Like, what we have back home is nothing! hehe, I feel like such a rebel already... But it's still not like I'm going to hook up with three girls on the same night, you know. I don't mind if my friends do that, I'm the guy who'll carry them back to the car and drive them home if you get my drift, but I'm not going to go on a massive slaying spree.
The day afterwards is honestly even better than the dance itself, though. The girls the looks give you are priceless! Well, I mean, not me (I didn't do enough lookworthy things), but other people. Especially when you were there and you understand what those looks mean! Oh boy oh boy, awkward situations arise! Everyone has their own little warped piece of the story, and when they start coming together once everyone's sobered up, things can get rather embarrassing! I mean, you'll just end up staring really hard at your shoes or something. Yep, it's really fun when you begin to know the whole story!
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You know what? I'm not even going to talk about girls this post, I do it waaaaaay too much anyway. I've got a girl, even though we're not dating, I don't need another one. Except for//AARGH now I'm talking about it!
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Stop it! No girls!
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This morning was a great morning, all nice and sunny and a great walk to support cancer, the Terry Fox Run. It's actually a very big Ridley representative tradition. Hung around with good friends the entire time, just screwed around nonstop. We actually phoned Pizza Pizza and asked them whether they had any outlets in Afghanistan. Result: immediate hangup. 'nuff said. A morning well spent though :)
Then I got some really good catchup time with everyone back in CT. Unfortunately, I'm in the middle of class or at play rehearsals from pretty much 1-6.30, which is like the optimal time to skype and facebook chat with people in GMT +1. Life goes on........ Which is why I think it's good I took some time out and just got to chat with people.
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So, why did the post take so long? Mostly because Maddie's got me absolutely hooked on this random British TV show called The InBetweeners. Which is very crude and embarrassing, but also extremely funny. I have to share the stage with this girl, she took the main role in last year's Crucible production (which means she knows a thing or two about acting ;) ) and it's not helped by the fact that I fancy her a little bit :D
Life goes on..... DAMMIT! I said NO GIRLS!
Besides, I still miss Chloe back at home...
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