Pissing Me Off

Today in Acting Foundations two of my classmates did a scene. It was an open scene, generic lines that don’t mean anything and you create your own characters and story, and it really pissed me off. The major choice that this actor made was to play as if his moment before was that he was in the middle of trying to hang himself. Then when the scene starts his scene partner walks up to his front door and knocks. Actor 1 then goes and answers the door like nothing was going on at all. Like WTF?!?! Are you fucking kidding me?! If you were just about to kill yourself you are not going to go answer the fucking door! I mean sure, if you weren’t actually wanting to and that kinda like snapped you back to reality well then alright, but the way he chose to play it was that he felt alone and legitimately wanted to die. 
My teacher told him that he needed to act like he was actually in the middle of doing that act when he answered the door, so don’t answer all cheery (like he did the first time). So he tried it again and looked more upset the next time he opened the door, but it still made me so upset!

The other thing that made me mad was that one of the girls in my class started crying while watching the scene because someone close to her had committed suicide. And everyone made a huge deal about how upset she was and Actor 1 apologized and felt terrible. Now I’m not mad because she was crying or the fact that it struck a nerve with her. I’m mad because I was crying to, apparently I just hide it better. And I was so pissed off, because of how lightly he was taking the entire subject. 
Then after class I came back to my room and I was venting to my roommate about how pissed I was about the whole ordeal and then she started yelling at me! She was telling me it’s his scene and he can do what he wants with it, and all about the girl who was crying and all this shit. And I just wanted to scream in her face “SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!” I asked her why she wasn’t yelling at the girl for crying too, and she said because it was different, she was upset/sad and you’re just angry. So I replied with, “That’s probably because she just knew someone who killed themselves.” And then I walked away. 

Learning to deal,
Sonya Noelle 









It's better to be hated for who you are than loved for who you're not.




I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.




When it comes down to it, I let them think what they want. If they care enough to bother with what I do, then I'm already better than them.




Keep smiling, because life is a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about.