Wow. My last posts are from when i was at usm. that was 15 months ago, haha. let’s give this another try shall we?
My life has changed a little since my last post. I have been living in New York City (holy crap) for a little more than 2 months now. It’s a rollercoaster ride. Some days I’m on top of the world as happy as can be. Other days, I’m stuck at home alone looking at the spare change on my dresser also known as my life savings. Things have been…..okay as of late. I am 95% sure I found my next aparmtent. It’s a great 2 bedroom on 164th and Broadway. It’s still pretty far uptown but I’d be 25 blocks down from where I am currently. There are several great perks about the place: the guy who lives there and would be my roommate is a great guy, the apartment is beautiful and spacious, there’s a freaking air conditioner in the room so I can stop waking up in pools of my own sweat at 4 a.m., laundry on site, the A, C, and 1 trains are all within 4 blocks, I’d be secure until January, and did I mention it has an air conditioner? However, it’s a little pricey for what I’m making right now so I’ll have to find another source of income to make it work. I think that’s doable.
Acting: So I moved here to pursue an acting career. I am waiting tables. I guess that means I’m on the right track! I am so impatient with everything minor thing in my life that I knew this would be a tough road. However, I recently had a nice fact pointed out to me that has given me comfort: I stumbled upon an open casting call for a tv pilot and they were looking for males to play 16 on the show. Everyone I talked to about it said I could easily pull off 16 on camera. While I was put off at first to realize how freaking young I look, it later dawned on me that if I could play 16 now, then the roles I dream of playing in my career are still years away. Knowing that bit of information, I don’t feel the suffocating pressure to do something here and now. I can be patient, take some classes, plan well, and not have to worry that ‘my chance’ has passed me by. I’m gonna be just fine.
It’s now 5:41 in the morning. It feels good to blog again. It’s like writing in a journal. Goodnight.