Ok so maybe I have already found my way of life by working in retail, in age UK as a shop assistant, still stuck in rotherham, yet still earning enough money to get by and buy what the hell I want. Well its not, this isnt what I want, Im just doing this to get by and get enough money and then Im out of here, hollywood here I come.
Or maybe am I being a bit selfish or over reacting in some obsessive way, cos I mean if I was gonna be rich and famous and starring in loads of action movies then wouldn't it have happened by now!
Whats taking steven (speilberg) so long hasn't he noticed hidden talent lurking behind closed doors in a small town called Rotherham (located north in england, near the beer factory, with about ten thousand dirty needles on a hay stack and with a large stench of B.O. and a musty smelly carpet burn stained full of crap) believe me its not pretty anyone who wants to live here is crazy and should be shot where they stand. At least then they don't have to go through the day by day basis of getting up for work in the morning and seeing the same people (old and young, scruffy and smelly, dirty and insanely plastered with make-up to look good for the boys) day in day out, with no ambition going to town buying cheap ass junk to accomidate they're filthy disgusting, pathetic, lives.
Honestley it makes a sane person gip!
But really Im out seriously I've been wanting to act, its sort of been a secret ambition for mine for so long now, ever since I saw Deep Blue Sea at home in like year 5, in just my underwear and a small dressing gown, thats when I imagined starring in my first role and acted in every scene as the film progressed. Sure it was imaginary and fake and not like part of a school play or anything but at least I tried it out, and I liked it.
But ofcourse back then I didn't have the balls big enough to take it seriously and Ive been on a fast track down the wrong life long alley now for too long.
Sure I did the yearly school christmas play where I was a sheep but lets face it no one gets anywhere from playing a sheep! OOH and I was a one time only model when I was in primary, that was a glittering, heart felt moment when I strutted my stuff down the cat walk in front of those fake flashing lights that babies play with but I did pose in an unbelievable fashion! extravagance! bewilderment! And Carnage thats what I thought about as I walked down the cat walk of life and heard the announcer say, 'And this is scott coburn, he is sporting a polo shirt with black trousers (the never mandatory school wear that never broke into the scene) when scott grows up he wants to be a shop assistant (see that was suppose to be actor/model/artist/dancer/theropist to the stars/musical entreuponeur, crazy bitch didnt enclude that god knows why!) well done scott, aww, look at him pulling that little cute, adorable face (what she forgot was handsome, unforgettable, star quality/ life changing moment face! Crazy bint!).
When I was in college I did media and we had to do a short film, and thankfully I did make a cameo (If you ever see it, probably not so I will tell you; A woman is spooked out by something in her new home she goes up stairs to see what it is, thats when glorious, son-of-a-gun me appears through a round ornamental piece on a wall. It was my first shining moment in the spotlight for like two seconds before I was forcabley removed from the building while screaming, 'I DEMAND MORE SCREEN TIME! I DEMAND MORE SCREEN TIME! YOU CAN'T DO THIS IM THE LEAD ROLE! ok it did't exactley go like this but you pretty much get the jist.
Yes, yes one day it will happen I have no doubts cos this is what I want, I know that now. If only I could get one of those x factor auditions where someone close to me dies and I have a sob story to tell that makes me millions, ahhh thats the dream!
signing off...... for now......
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