No, I’d rather not be reminded of those moments, Dave! I’d rather equally laugh at everything, see. But no, everyone has those moments that made us want to crawl into a hole and forget they ever happened, and they don’t go away as adults, sadly. I wish I could say I left them behind at 17, but I’ve definitely had some of those moments at 27. Oh, you ended up falling for acting because of the class? Eh, I can sort of understand why anyone would be upset about that given it’s a really hard business to break into, but it also seems sort of silly because it doesn’t automatically mean someone takes the opportunity for granted, you know? But you’re doing what you want, and that’s what counts! It’s always the goal, anyway. And yeah, you get to interact with people who have the same love for poetry that you do, it sounds like. To be honest, for the longest, I really didn’t know what I wanted to do. I started out thinking about acting and really loved doing it, but then got caught up in the whole dilemma about whether or not I wanted to be yet another person from our family that’s in the business. Which was sort of silly, admittedly. I flitted around thinking maybe I wanted to go into medicine instead, or model, or just travel, but you know, genuine love for something always wins out and I ended up acting again.
Sorry, man, didn’t mean to bring up the bad shit! They don’t go away, do they?! And they almost get worse, I think - like they probably weren’t nearly as bad as we remember them but somehow as time passes we build them up and they end up becoming this life altering events that haunt us forever. That’s true, I’ve made some new ones a long the way too, I think I just care less now than I did then, you know? At this point, I figure if someone can’t accept me flaws and all, I probably don’t want them around too much anyway. I was pretty shy, believe it or not, so the idea of getting up in front of all those people seemed like hell on earth but in a weird way it ended up being a bit cathartic for me. Yeah, I suppose I can understand that - and don’t get me wrong, I have huge respect for people that spent their whole lives knowing what they wanted to do and worked towards it until they got there. It doesn’t do me any favors though, you know, people just assume any success I have is because my brother pulled some strings, so I don’t know, whichever path you take, there’s going to be obstacles. Man, modeling seems exhausting - one photo shoot and I feel like I need to nap for a week! Medicine is cool though and probably more work than anything! You’re right though, I’m not really a fan of ‘fate’ but sometimes you can’t help but feel there’s some kind of force guiding things.