I couldn’t stop shaking. A combination of the chill in the air and my own anxiety had a hold over my body. These people didn’t know me yet, what would they think of me? What if I tried too hard and nobody laughed? I could never recover from that! Thoughts like these swirled in my mind as I sat in my first class at the Performing Arts Academy. I had no idea then that the academy would change my life, but it did.
I enjoy order; knowing what to do and when to do it. I can excel in areas where something must be prepared because I can’t stand not being prepared. Making lists and checking things off of those lists make me feel capable, confident, and elevates my self-esteem. As you can imagine, the unexpected puts my mind into an absolute frenzy. So then, put me into a situation where I am totally unprepared, have to work with people I don’t know to create a skit that I don’t feel confident in, to present before the entire class of said people that I don’t know. I was given all of the ingredients to create my own mental disaster.