22 February 2007

We have a shoot on Friday, so, as production manager I went to book the kit out today. I had a really good chat with he girl behind the support group desk. Not about anything in particular. We talked about Wacky Races, & James Bond, & playing roulette.
The I went to hunt down Lizzie to get her to sign our forms & we ended up having a really good chat about the course, my friends, my seminar group, , my production group, about other people on the course, & about changing groups next year. And other random things, like juggling with cameras mounted in balls, & interviews.
I told her about how I came to my interview in my anti-fit jeans (covered in holes) & my Dad's over-sized cardigan. Not so I could look like a tramp (although in all fairness I probably did), but because I didn't want to pretend to be someone I'm not. I don't usually go walking around in a suit with a briefcase, so why should I come to my interview in one? I wanted to be myself, because if B'mouth were going to accept me (which they did, thank Christ for that), they were going to take me as me.

I've been saying this recently to a few people, that there's no point pretending to be someone you're not to try & get people to like you. Mainly because you, as in whoever is reading this, are so much better than the person you're trying to win over. You should never have to change to make friends because I have no doubt that you are loved enough already. If, however, you take this route, it's only a matter of time before that person realises that you're not who you attempted to be & will split away. Rendering the whole thing useless.
Be yourself. Yourself is beautiful enough.

1 comment:

Jonny said...

Nice post Els, damn right too xxx