i don’t have the money to buy pajama pants right now so i’m just going to keep wearing shorts to bed and pretending it’s not that cold
I work with my acting coach to help me get into character and do pronunciation drills and tongue twisters to help me deliver lines.
I envision the script as a story in my mind, memorize the entire thing and have it play out. It helps me figure out where my character needs to go.
You have to be serious, but you also have to make your own time to have fun.
I tell jokes, I laugh with the people on set, I play with the director. Then I try to pay attention and see what I have to do.
When I need to cry, I think of very sad things, mostly about animals. My favorite animal is a polar bear. They’re going extinct, and I really don’t want that to happen.
Quotes are from Quvenzhané Wallis’s Secrets: Work Hard, Play Hard, Think About Polar Bears in The New York Times by Molly Young. She got to talk to Quvenzhané about her creative process. This child is so gifted.
(I’m still low key mad that her epic commercial wasn’t a film but instead a commercial for Maserati. I’m gonna go see Annie during Christmas time, in the meanwhile.)
i texted a friend letting her know I would probably be ten minutes late to a coffee date and she texted me back “then I’m canceling. I’ll explain later.”
which has me super fucking anxious like, is she mad? have I regularly been late to our coffee dates and she secretly hates me for it? what on earth? i’m so confused and worried. like I think I was once five minutes late but I always text ahead if I’m going to be late
and then the rest of the day was pretty bad and murky too murrr here’s hoping tomorrow is better this was just my one day off i had hoped more for it lol