I have this theory that people who are really good at something and then become that and devote their lives to that one specific skill... well, they're just all-around boring people. Like people who are famous for doing just the one thing, ya know? Like if you've ever met someone who's devoted themselves to Physics or Chemistry, they might not be great with social interaction or something.
I think the rest of us float on different levels of being good at certain things and not good at others. Sometimes we'll do one thing and wish we had chosen another (on a small scale or large) because we couldn't make up our minds, and we live sometimes in the fear that we've made the wrong choice (again, on a small scale or otherwise). The more you doubt your choices, the more interesting you are (if you agree with me).
I must be the most interesting. person. ever.
Having said all that, film school is starting to suck, mainly because the teachers do. I'm being taught by those who didn't make it, and sometimes they have trouble hiding their bitterness. Their feedback to my work is not really even welcome considering that, to listen, I'd be subconsciously conforming to someone whose tactics have never succeeded in the business they profess to have mastered. Does that make sense?
Anyway - we'll see if I continue after this semester.
Also, it's funny how arbitrary the real world is (and I mean that in a detached-from-the-rest-of-this-post sort of way).
