Am I?
I was indirectly called a bastard today.
In my acting class today we watched a rehearsal for one group's final scene. There is a pair of lines in the play: "You're a bastard" "Yes I am." Professor Scott was talking to Eric (the actor) about this line and was saying to him (in regards to his character) "you know you are a bastard and you're OK with it." Heidi, who is my scene partner for the class, then turns to me and says "Kind of like you." This was obviously meant as a joke, and I say stuff like it all the time, but there's certainly a different spin on it when someone else calls you a bastard rather than when you do it to yourself.
I talk about being a horrible person a lot, and I typically stand by that point. I'm very unsympathetic, and I have the tendency to find the negative in people and things and point it out. It's not meant as a hurtful thing, and I try to play it off as good natured, but I sometimes wonder if it doesn't come off that way and I actually hurt people.
And then I say to myself, "Oh well, whatever" and reinforce the whole being unsympathetic thing.
Love is always lovely in the end
Labels: acting class, bastard, unsympathetic