I'm memorizing the lines I have for Donnie Brasco. The other character is targeting Donnie, using suspicion and the underlayer of this is condescending toward Donnie. It causes an animosity between the 2 characters. I've concluded that Lefty is the antagonist and Donnie is the protagonist.

You have to know who you're dealing with in life.

Last night, I had played a character from Donnie Brasco the movie. I knocked the class off its feet with my performance.

I felt relaxed.

Healed.

If I've invested in god...

I haven't seen an inferiority complex.

I'm not out of my league.

I've enhanced my potential to do things.

A lot.

Mercy has no boundaries we give to others.

My life looks like a television sport.

No ends, no beginnings.

Over Emphasis of a very tired man...

The 3 things I hate most in the world, are watching BB's. One is basket ball and the other is base ball. But unfortunately, because the initials 'BB' also abbreviates my favorite football team, ironically makes me hate that as well? So much for optimism.

On a serious note, today I figured was a good day to welcome my professional amateur writing onto the computer.

My day began with the odd dream from the night sleep. I had had a dream, but not remember it.

I could explain with no help, why I feel depressed lately. The promise of something better, I lack in the world. Me.

It's me who needs to be, letting myself go. However, with the support system I have in place I've been able to accomplish a lot.

I get an impression, for making a shift away from a former self... old habits die hard.

I'm not sure how desperate I am to become an actor, if desperate is the word I'm looking for. I'm glad I can continue with my own security.

I won't be seeing Lana anymore. I won't be calling her again. I'd like to see other people.

Lana had recieved a telephone call from some "estranged" person she was seeing. I don't know the guy. I do know what she told me about him during the phone conversation. She claimed about him telling her some things which upset her. To which I replied, asking her what she felt and if she could share with me what "Steve" had said. Lana wasn't going to tell me. I had the impression after she left me with the information, why she refused to tell me what was on her mind. I cannot be someone that can rescue her, if she "expected" me to be a shoulder to cry on. Maybe if she trusted me enough, (which she probably doesn't as I can't expect "trust" to be an issue between us right now) she'd have spoken with what was on her mind. I've only most very recently began to know her. Trusting me acted as a barrier between us.

I had offered to let her go, if she felt she couldn't talk about it with me, and then she hung up the telephone without saying good-bye.

Commitment to emotion

Taking yourself seriously

Owning your experience

When I look at myself as an actor, I see 2 heros in my life. They are my parents. My father does everything for the love of his wife and his children he dedicated.

For the same reason I share, the Indians shared with us first... the earth is our habitat and our home.

Playing god > gods will

I'm not ashamed of god.

...

I have a new vulnerability. I see myself with the chance with a person I truly feel good about. This experience I pray is an opportunity for us to grow.

Lana

Lana has a small town look to her, she looks like Rene Zellweger in Cinderella Man.

My taste for her sense of humor has worn on me, and mine on her.

The world isn't a vacuum. I can honor my own personal dedication and commitment/livlihood .

Lana Harwood from Timmins Ontario

I had a good talk, specifically mentioned about a girl I'm seeing. The woman I'm engaging with on a regular basis. She's quite wonderful.

I want to see more of her and I feel good when we're together.

We have a good time and I know she's interesting.

I love the person she is.

She loves kind of person I am.

A Tearful Expert

Goodbye I said.

Another day had come and gone.

For praise and glory.

This episode of protecting my own pride in fact.

Defeating the Devil

It's actually people like you that give everyone a bad name.

Perhaps, what I've seen is a black bear in a tuxedo dressed for his wedding ceremony with a fawn.

But I shall not be as stupid as you were.

Are you listening to me?

The stupid person you are!!

No, I shall not be ignorant to someone I know would only love me for who I am, my children, because I'm "needed".

Yes, she has had the past act as a threat to her livlihood but we have much in common.

I don't disagree with facts when I see what's in front of my eyes in the mirror.

I feel addicted to nothing in particular.

Here I am, thinking to myself.

God has conversation with me.

A room full of secret thoughts and wishes.

I build a bridge, and break walls down.

I contend against anyone that uses incompetence as an excuse for action as a lie.

Negative beliefs I rienforce using positive behavior.

Love me.

Let me love.

Let me love you.

Negligence is knowing not asking god why but believing in how come.

Oh lord... that I shall not disrespect thee, my mother and father.

That I starved for the day.

Today, I pray that my emotion you feel I'm hopeful in every thought.

Now, I am here to serve you as stupidity searches for answers.

The secrets I have to recieve you are in my possession.

The Welfare of Property

Is the term "necessary" and "evil" putting together a definition?

I commit myself to the deaf sounds of a world gone mad??

Perhaps my confidence in myself and the present time.

God made me who to love.

I'm ready to defeat the devil with pride. In gods name I pray.

Not steering the method of truth away from its captor's... my only hope is in reality, my emotions don't change radically and my grace will be kept protected.

Relax. Relax. I say. I tell you to relax.

Do not intimidate me. My dear.

I've commited to God.

I had a dream.

1 My house presently is demolished and my family builds a new house located in Portugal, but my present house is actually in Canada!!

2 I had seen my former friend who married a hairstylist, I asked if he could ask her whether his wife has any friends she will set me up with.

3 I represented Canada in the Olympics and I was the flag bearer as I walked into the stadium, the Olympics were being held in Amsterdam.

If god were made in Canada…
Would overcompensating for the weather be a factor?

I know what she’s thinking.

I walked in only for the price of admission, an affordable cost, for me to have my hair groomed.

Yet the hairstylist insisted, you’re here to speak with me, and I’m not going to take no for an answer however the same feelings we haven’t shared.

Might a plumber make this an excuse for a leaky faucet, had the plumber told me about the latest hairstyles?

What do you feel about my leaky faucet, might I have asked the plumber?

Then he replies I like your haircut!

Then I knew why the hairstylist refused not to speak to me, without any remorse whatsoever.

Whatever she thought I knew, the plumber is always right!!

Plumbers don’t like to talk about the weather often, I thought to myself for a brief second after my conversation with the hairstylist. What do I inquire about with the plumber, if I don’t want to be overcharged for something otherwise reasonable in justifying supply and demand for his service?

How much do you charge?

Supplies and labor replies the plumber in an almost modest yet unsophisticated manner of speaking.

What if the plumber hardly not an inquisitive fellow?
Try not talking to a hairstylist.