and scene!

I finished my acting class! And I lived to tell the tale! And I didn't suffer from incontinence! Not even once! Well, maybe just a little bit!

Did I battle a bad case of nerves? Yes. Near-crippling anxiety? Definitely. But I dealt with my jitters in the best way I could and made it through. My instructor, ever the dapper charming gentleman, kissed my hand after the last class and encouraged me to continue. I even had a gaggle of boys buzzing around me after the last class asking for my contact information. Where were all these boys back when I thought I was straight? Where?!

Most of the people in my class are taking courses in the spring semester and expressed disappointment that I wasn't doing the same. I'll probably go back but I'm going to take a wee breather first to give me time to figure out what I want to do. I was really good at the improv exercises so perhaps I'll continue down that road. Maybe I'll take scene study so I can learn how to analyze and really sink my teeth into well-written plays. Maybe I'll even learn a thing or two about writing my own. The possibilities, as they say, are endless.

In the meantime, I'm going to enroll in something with a little less wear and tear on my nerves: knitting. Yes, knitting. Oh, and I'm resurrecting my desire to take karate lessons. The dojo I originally went to was a bit too big for my liking so I found a smaller one in my neighborhood that seems promising (thanks to the Brooklyn Heights Blog!)

Maybe somehow I can incorporate the knitting needles into the ass-kickings I'll soon be doling out. I can tie them together with some yarn and fashion a pair of pointy nunchucks out of them or whatever. Or, at the very least, I can knit some mittens or a nice scarf as an "I'm sorry" gift to those I've beaten senseless. Hi-yah!