Showing posts with label horror. Show all posts
Showing posts with label horror. Show all posts

Monday, November 24, 2008

Mother City





So...Cape Town was fabulous!! No seriously...I couldn’t have asked for better weather! It has been gorgeous with hardly any wind and a total scorcher! I even managed to get a sligh tan...OK a dress tan, but still.

I stayed in a hotel that made me wish I had had a video camera to show you what I meant. The receptionist at the hotel literally gave me creepy shivers. Think Psycho. He was almost identical to that. You know that really creepy look? The stare where one doesn’t blink and a smirk that makes you think he’ll eat you? He was like THAT!
I got my room key and started to walk around the corner, when I noticed I had turned too quickly and the lifts were further along. The hotel receptionist said in a really creepy, monotone way: “Have you seen the movie Wrong Turn? It’s a horror.” He then chuckled and I literally wanted to get out of there!
I have seen the movie and it freaked me out. I am a baby with horrors anyway. I screamed in Scream and Final Destination, which I don’t think can be classed as horrors. Enough said.
All I wanted was to get into my hotel room and sleep until the next call time. I looked out of the window and instead of seeing ocean, I saw an old eerie stone church. It added to the chill factor.
I was exhausted due to the fact that I been up since 3am to catch my 06h30 flight, and then arrived on set to shoot (my audition was an actual shoot for 3 days –how cool??) at 10h00 and only wrapped at 21h00. The exhaustion definitely helped me pass out quickly without having to think too much about the creepiness, but seriously. It is a great hotel for a thriller/horror movie.
The view of the eerie church.

I have never been so nervous in my life and I put a shit load of pressure on myself. Not great. So stupid of me actually, because thats the worse thing you can do...but hindsight is lovely. It was also my first experience and first time to do something of this proportion; so it was a definite challenge. It made me realise more than ever; that this is what I want to be doing. I fell in love with it. I just hope that they see potential in me and give me an opportunity to put all that I learned into practise. I am anxious now because I don’t actually know what’s going to happen. I don’t know if I will get called back, if I will get the opportunity and if my dream will come true? Everyone is telling me not to get my hopes up and to look at it as a lovely experience. Absolutely to the experience, but as far as getting my hopes up Too late. This is a dream that I cannot explain how much I want it to come true. Imagine going for your dream and not getting it. Crushing, right? Argh. Positivity all the way baby!
I wish I hadn’t been so shaky because it wasn’t a true reflection of what I know I am capable of, but I’m hoping and wishing and praying that there is something in the tapes that will make the Executive Producer love me! LOL

Right, so I now pray and keep visualising and keep thinking positive thoughts. I do believe that what is meant to be will be. I hope this is what’s meant for me. :-)

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Exercise horror.



I am on a major health kick at the moment. Ok, well I'm trying to be. I need to lose a few (10) kilo's in 2 months. I'm doing alright on the eating side... had the headache for the first few days but I'm slowly but surely adjusting.
Logically and realistically, I need to add exercise to this to really see the benefits.
I know some gym bunnies out there are going to gasp in horror, but the idea of exercise makes my palms sweat, my chest actually closes and I feel like I can't breathe. I am so unfit I know I'm going to DIE for the first few days.
I have also been here before and after those initial days felt fantastic and lost weight. Never managed to continue exercising though.
Each time this happens, it makes things harder to start up again.
I can find a trillion things I need to/have to/want to/must do instead of getting into my 'attractive', way-to-small grey tracksuit to work up a sweat!

Nightmarish stuff.

Just typing this blog makes me feel a little nauseous. I know I need to start somewhere but I cannot seem to get my head around this. Aaaah!!
I guess I am just in no shape to exercise! ;-)