Being a working actor is not something that happens overnight. In fact, for most aspiring actors, it's a struggle to even make it happen at all. DUN DUN DUUUUUN.
Yesterday I got to be a working actor. It was an extra role in a television show for NBC and it was fantastic. It was everything I'd ever wanted to do-- except it was negative 14 degrees the whole time. But I didn't care. I was just happy to be there.
Ever since I was a weird little child in a weird little world of my own, all I've ever wanted to do was be an actor. Pretending to be somebody or something else was the only skill I had -- and is probably the only skill I still have. I was never academically minded and I can't stand working in a damn robot office all day. It's the only thing I feel I know how to do and how to do well. It's the only thing I enjoy doing.
That being said, my decision to move to Los Angeles is final. My goal is to work part time remotely for a company that is yet to be determined (PLEASE COME FIND ME!) and work as an extra as often as I can. Then I will take that money and experience to Los Angeles when my lease is up, where the job market is way more competitive, but is also more bountiful.
I may be called to work on a few more episodes of the show and with that, I have something to add to a resume.
Stanislavsky THIS, bitches.
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