I never understood the separation between "real life" and the stage. The whole world seems like a giant theatre- always a setting, a protagonist, a set of events- predictable in their chaos. Maybe all of this is because I grew up acting, sleeping in the back row of auditoriums while my parents rehearsed My Fair Lady and just about every piece Neil Simon ever wrote.
I was not popular in school, but I was involved- every moment from 6 am to 10 pm was filled with extracurricular activities and classes- in fact, I would find ways to skip class in order to get more things done.
As a freshman in college, I decided to reinvent myself. The problem was, I didn't really know who I wanted to be- so I tried everything and ditched my overly-enthusiastic perfectionist preppy image (I was Rachel Berry before Glee was on the air).
I wanted to experience everything, to be right in the center of everyone's world. Somewhere between method acting and the meisner technique- full-on investigative journalism but of my own life experiment.
You can only go so far with an experiment that doesn't have an end goal. Social anthropologists would probably not condone my methods for exploring the subculture of college students but remaining objective is difficult when trying to blend in with the population.
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