First: congrats on surviving the end of the world, pretty exciting stuff. I’m always intrigued by the passing of time. How you never know what the future has in store for you, how your life might change forever one day and yet you have no idea of it when you wake up that morning. This thought especially hits me when people pass away unexpectedly or when you hear of people getting in serious accidents. But on a less grimm note also when I think of how you can walk into a coffee shop not knowing you’ll meet the love of your in a few minutes.
A lot can change in a day, let alone a year, and 2012 has been a very crazy ride for me. Here’s a summary of the highest highs and lowest lows of my own private twenty twelve…
Famewhore, attention seeker, naive/delusional, unstable, childish… If you want to go to LA to become an actor you are obviously either one or all of these things. According to those certain kinds of people you encounter in daily life anyway. And although there’s no need to justify yourself to them, I do ponder sometimes why it is we have this unwavering desire to play dress up and pretend to be somebody else. Why we voluntarily choose a life full of uncertainty, finanical instability and rejection. Why Halloween or the local Theater Group on the side isn’t enough.
Famewhore, attention seeker, naive/delusional, unstable, childish… If you want to go to LA to become an actor you are obviously either one or all of these things. According to those certain kinds of people you encounter in daily life anyway. And although there’s no need to justify yourself to them, I do ponder sometimes why it is we have this unwavering desire to play dress up and pretend to be somebody else. Why we voluntarily choose a life full of uncertainty, finanical instability and rejection. Why Halloween or the local Theater Group on the side isn’t enough.
Famewhore, attention seeker, naive/delusional, unstable, childish… If you want to go to LA to become an actor you are obviously either one or all of these things. According to those certain kinds of people you encounter in daily life anyway. And although there’s no need to justify yourself to them, I do ponder sometimes why it is we have this unwavering desire to play dress up and pretend to be somebody else. Why we voluntarily choose a life full of uncertainty, finanical instability and rejection. Why Halloween or the local Theater Group on the side isn’t enough.
Once upon a time was a Dutch soap star, who was extremely attractive in a Megan Fox kind of way. Her acting skills were never talked about, since most of what the girl was known for was the rich people she dated. This was a reason for many to dislike her. And after she married a very wealthy pro soccer player that dislike turned into hate. I never participated in this, since I don’t do the hate-a-girl-because-she’s-prettier-than-you thing. I actually really like Megan Fox. And I also like to believe this girl married out of true love.
Last Sunday it was Oscar slash Academy Awards time again, or as Billy Crystal said it: millionaires handing each other golden statues in a time of recession. I personally think the Oscars have been very boring the last few years. Safe jokes, presenters who aren’t comedians…And to make it worse: this year didn’t even have stunning dresses or fresh new faces!
It’s that time of the year where I daydream of all the things I would buy if I were a successful actress… As if! I daydream about that all the time. To be precise: every night before sleeping, Somewhere Only We Know by Keane playing on my iPod as a soundtrack to my happy mind-movie. But those daydreams always include the extreme: fairytale like designer dresses, Oscars, my family close to me in a house in the LA Hills…
