What could my acting teacher have picked up from me from being in her class last semester for only 1 day? That was the super secret elective I took last semester. I didn’t really wanna talk about it because I didn’t know what to say if it didn’t pan out like it did. The real problem is that I can’t remember what I revealed about myself consciously or subconsciously. I remember telling her that I liked the show Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego? as a kid. I was surprised she knew what that show was. I’m not sure how old she is. I also told her about my secret hobby.

So we have to recite a monologue for class, and I can’t come up with anything except dramatically reciting some song lyrics. Which she said we could do, and “Indiana” is looking pretty good to me or maybe even “Bleed Like Me”. They wouldn’t be too hard to memorize because I know those songs already. So I thought I’d take on the difficult undertaking of trying to write my own monologue. I thought “I’m a writer! I can write myself something.” Somebody has to write those plays and stuff unless you write your own show. I started and I have a great idea for a topic, but I’m having a hard time getting the words out. Me? At a loss for words? Yep.

I was thinking about the show Fuller House I wonder how the girls I went to school with especially the ones who went crazy over that show reacted to it. I wonder if they are like crying or something. I think I’ll pass on it. Right now I wish I still communicated with them just to get their opinions on the new show.