Warning: Randomness Ahead
Sep. 26th, 2002 07:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beandelphikiI fucking HATE improv. I really, really do.
Can I blame my sign? "I'm a Virgo, I HAVE to plan things out, I can't improv, the stars say so!"...yeah, that sounds good to me.
I have to take this Intro to Theatre class this semester because it's the only thing that fit in my schedule. This BITES, because it's basically a glorified high school drama class. And high school is all about the improv.
I managed to stay seated through the harder exercises, but I know that my prof will make me go up next class. Fuck this, I just won't go.
I've been trying to determine what bothers me about improv, and so far I've got:
1. I don't like looking stupid. I've looked stupid EVERY time I've gotten up for an improv game, and I don't think the next time will be different.
I don't shrug things like that off. I just can't, that's the way I am. It BOTHERS me.
2. I won't look cool, and that's "wrong." High school was all about looking cool, and I can't do it. I can't pull anything off in a "cool" way.
3. Every time I get up I BLANK, totally. "Just do whatever comes into your head!"...uh, we could be here a while.
I never understood why, if "nothing's wrong in improv!" I can't just stand here, and that's not okay.
4. It's too personal. Whatever comes into my head first is probably something I'd slit my throat before I'd share.
Randomness:
Today I went to lunch with Nick (another tech, for those of you unaware), and while normally he seems to run off cell phone batteries, today he scarfed a Chinese food platter AND then went to DQ for a burger.
I realized half-way through lunch hour that I was feeling threatened and trying to match his pace.
Not a good idea when you're a slight-framed female-bodied person who normally eats like a bird. Ohhh.
Can I blame my sign? "I'm a Virgo, I HAVE to plan things out, I can't improv, the stars say so!"...yeah, that sounds good to me.
I have to take this Intro to Theatre class this semester because it's the only thing that fit in my schedule. This BITES, because it's basically a glorified high school drama class. And high school is all about the improv.
I managed to stay seated through the harder exercises, but I know that my prof will make me go up next class. Fuck this, I just won't go.
I've been trying to determine what bothers me about improv, and so far I've got:
1. I don't like looking stupid. I've looked stupid EVERY time I've gotten up for an improv game, and I don't think the next time will be different.
I don't shrug things like that off. I just can't, that's the way I am. It BOTHERS me.
2. I won't look cool, and that's "wrong." High school was all about looking cool, and I can't do it. I can't pull anything off in a "cool" way.
3. Every time I get up I BLANK, totally. "Just do whatever comes into your head!"...uh, we could be here a while.
I never understood why, if "nothing's wrong in improv!" I can't just stand here, and that's not okay.
4. It's too personal. Whatever comes into my head first is probably something I'd slit my throat before I'd share.
Randomness:
Today I went to lunch with Nick (another tech, for those of you unaware), and while normally he seems to run off cell phone batteries, today he scarfed a Chinese food platter AND then went to DQ for a burger.
I realized half-way through lunch hour that I was feeling threatened and trying to match his pace.
Not a good idea when you're a slight-framed female-bodied person who normally eats like a bird. Ohhh.
