Rant and the Importance of Perspective

I totally did not see my first blog in a long while to become a rant...but it's my blog so I'm gonna do it anyway.


Things that I have to say:

1) Go fuck yourself Bart Upper management.

2) Bad luck you can go fuck yourself too.

3) AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!SYuiojiasjisxhujchckcxuujch



Okay, now thats out of the way, I can actually focus my thoughts.

Hello everyone,

It's been over a year since the last time I blogged. Through that time I've graduated and figured out where I wanted to focus and eventually got my first gig. For those of you who don't know me and just happened to view this blog, my name is Jeremy Falla. I'm originally a New Yorker who resides and performs in the bay area, eventually going to take over the world. However I am learning world conquest is harder than it seems. The biggest lesson I'm learning is to actually you know...live. That might sound silly but although you have goals and ambition, that is only one aspect of the many different aspects of life. I won't get in too much detail because it should be represented in a different blog, but I will say although I'm having this new outlook, I found out today that a bad shitty transportation day can still piss you off. However my day was still pretty awesome:

Today I...

1) Got to Act

2) Caught up with an old friend who I haven't seen in a while

3) Found out I could help out at a fundraiser at my old school to help a friend of mine who needs support.

4) Made some attempts to form a play reading group.

5) Had beer and a shot with my cast.


After reflecting back on what kind of day I did have, it's hard to stay mad about a shitty transportation problem, though I did kick a fence in my anger. (Damn BART maintenance...)

Now I will make more of an effort to blog and keep you guys informed on what I'm thinking or working on and upcoming events.

You are all appreciated,

Falla

Fight to Thrive

I know I'll always survive. I know, No matter what I do or whatever comes my way, I'll always survive. It doesn't matter what struggles that have and will come this way. Struggles against myself, struggles against others, struggles to fit in, struggles to feel at home, struggle of being alone, struggles to feel sane, struggles to be somebody in a world that expects you to be nothing but trash. But I hope, in the near future. Some of my friends and family and myself, who are always struggling, always suffering, always with a bad stroke of luck, for once are able to thrive and find the happiness they're lookin for. I'll always keep fighting. And for those of you who want to give up, throw in the towel because you have no more strength to move on. Find that will to take that emptyness in your heart, your sorrow, your anger, dig deep in your roots to turn nothing, into something. For everyone who is going through a hard time in your life, this is for you. Stay strong, and fight to thrive.

Falla yo Dreams!

Big Days ahead! Reunions, and random thoughts!

Hey everyone,

          I got up pretty early this morning because I didn't sleep too good.  Although I should finish getting off book for a project I'm working on, I thought I blog some more.   One of the purposes of this blog is to detail my memories of these next few years so that I can look back and go "Man...good times," but there are a lot of scary events that are or has been developing in the world in the last few years.  While I could go on forever about how the government is useless and held by power hungry politicians who are completely not in the people's best interest and are stomping on our rights as human beings, I won't.  I will simply say that get informed on the issues,  complain, and spread the word.  

While the world around me starts falling apart, you can't help but feel like you are on a time limit on achieving the goals that you want to achieve on your life.   One of the goals on my list is to really keep in contact with my Family in New York.   As of now, it has been nonexistent for a lot of reasons.   But as the world is crumbling at a quicker rate and while I'll endure all those hardships on my own,  I really don't want to fight through these times alone.   So I'm going to New York to audition for grad school and while that is real important to me,  getting in touch with my cousins and other family members are becoming just as important to me as well.  My Cousin who is about my age is having a daughter.  A freaking daughter man!?  Thats fucking mind blowing to me that time went by so fast.   A part of me feels like I'm lost in the past cause I feel like my cousins are moving towards the future, and I'm in my room playing with puppets.   As they say however, You are where you are in life.  Besides, I wouldn't want a kid right now.   Not that I don't ever want to be a father, because you always want a legacy, but I dunno, I would just fuck it up.  It doesn't help that the future seems dark rather than light, and while I know my kid would survive, because our family are survivors, I would want him or her....(Preferably him)  to have it better than I did.

In any case I'm pretty excited to see my family.  I'm looking forward to seeing everyone!

Why life in the theater?

Hey Everyone,  Happy New Year!


It's been a while.  I've been a mixture between lazy, busy, and inattentive towards putting my next blog because I really didn't want to blog for the sake of blogging.  I wanted to talk about something important to my heart and I figure I talk about why I want to do theater...I am also breaking two birds with one stone because I need to turn in my Application to Yale tonight SOOOOOO.... Lets get started.

I am seeking admission to the MFA Acting Program to Yale because I believe that I am prepared to take full advantage of the training opportunities offered by Yale to prepare me for the professional world. Growing up as a young Puerto Rican in the Bronx, moving to the west coast, gives me an appreciation for the diverse cultures and stories that constitute the American experience. My experiences in the Bronx form a part of my earliest and fondest memories, and continue to influence my direction in life. Where I once observe life, I now find myself fully engaged as a performing artist, collaborator and storyteller.

I have participated in many theatrical productions sponsored by the Theater Arts department at the Community College and University I attend. In my first stage performance, I played the character of Lawrence in For Whom the Southern Belle Tolls, a one-act play written by American playwright Christopher Durang. I nearly had a panic attack on opening night, wondering if I truly had the ability and talent to perform. As Lawrence, I sought to convey to the audience the feelings and identity of the shy, sensitive son overwhelmed by the world around him. As it turns out, it was I who was overwhelmed by the positive audience feedback and support. After that night, there was no doubt in my mind that I wanted to pursue a career in drama and acting.

I ask myself why I wanted to invest three years of my life in training instead of auditioning straight away, I knew the reasons, but it is something that I could not articulate until recently. There are two reasons; the first reason is that I wish to learn more about myself. I believe with the tools provided by Yale University, can give me the tools to combat these phases of bad habits and turn those into good habits. The second reason is that I love the idea of unity.   Theater is the only realm in which true unity exists.  You need Directors, Lighting Designers, Stage Managers, Producers, Playwrights and Technical crews to work the puzzle together to create a powerful story that affects the audience.  The lessons in the theater help reveal to everyone who we are, and more importantly help us become who we strive to be. I hope to gain the ability to articulate the lessons I learn in Acting and pass them on.  If we can work together in creating a story, then there is hope for everyone to coexist in this world too.

As a performing artist, I believe that theater and the arts are essential elements of our ongoing education and development as a global society. My commitment to Acting and the arts form a core part of the person I am today, and of the person I hope to become. Through the arts, I believe that we can continually enhance our communities by engaging people in creative works and activities that require untold imagination, commitment and courage.

Giving Thanks/ My battle with Death

Hey everyone,

It's almost thanksgiving weekend.  Hope everyone has some plans to spend Thanksgiving with family or friends.   I'll only be able to spend a day with everyone on Thursday before I have to fly back to Irvine cause I'm too broke to fly back on the weekend.  This also means that this will be my last week with my brothers car cause I'm giving it back to him.  Although I got friends and I can get by,  it'll definitely makes things such as going out and shopping difficult, but I'm used to it.  Depending on what happens this year I should consider getting a car.

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Thanksgiving always reminds me of giving thanks.  Normally I am not the type of person to be thankful, cause my situation isn't always where I want it to be but this year for sure I have a few things to be thankful for.  The first is that my brother is still alive.  That is a big plus.  A year ago he suffered a massive hemorrhage and for a while I thought we were going to lose him, but he managed to pull through.  I'll never know the hardship he has to deal with, working so hard to do actions we make look so easy.   I am very thankful for his upbeat spirit, even if he has some bad days. I would too if I was in those circumstances.  I remain hopeful that he will continue to work and hopefully we can laugh about it some day:

"Hey you remember the time you had that stroke?"

"Yeah.  Totally sucked"

-Cheers-

Thankful for having my brothers car this quarter, even if it's selfish to think about.  It definitely made my life more convenient  and it gives me the ability to get around so I'm thankful for that.   I am thankful that even though I'm away on this journey to become an actor, I haven't felt too lonely.  Maybe I'm too busy to think about it.  Sure there are some days where I feel down, but I'm thankful it's at a minimal right now.

I'm especially thankful for being alive right now cause I just had a battle with death.  I went to bed about 6pm cause I was sleepy.  As I fell out of consciousness,  my brain just went crazy.  I could feel like electric shocks to my head and then my mouth went dry.  My whole body went numb and I could feel my heart beating really fast.  I thought,  "Holy shit! Am I having a heart attack?"  and it got hard to breath.  I couldn't see anything,  as if my eyes were closed and the gravity felt weird as if I was on unsteady ground.  Even though I couldn't feel my limbs, I could move my head somewhat and I managed to move my head to where I felt like I was standing.  Somehow I knew I was in my apartment. and while I couldn't see per say I had this weird Daredevil sense. I tell them "Hey call the ambulance. Think, I'm having a heart attack,"  then all of the sudden I'm back in the bed but I feel weaker and I can't feel my arms.  This scenario repeats it'self five times, every time I feel weaker and weaker.  On the last time I try to move, with every ounce of effort I had and I make it into the kitchen. I manage to let out, "...need water" in this out of breath way.  My roommates look at me with this annoyance, probably because I'm not dead yet and say something like, "Dude you need water again!?" then I teleported back to the bed.  My heart beat almost goes to a stand still.  This is it I thought.  I guess it's all over.  All of a sudden I had all these thoughts of goals I've yet to reach. How much sacrifice my family made for me.  I couldn't just lay here and die in this anti-climatic matter.  Fuck this. In a rebel manner, I made a fist with my hands as if to say, 'Fuck you death! If you want me, you gonna have work for it,'  and by an extraordinary amount of effort,  I willed myself back to life!  My eyes opened and I was lying on my bed.   My dry mouth once again became lubricated with saliva and the numbness  left my limps.


I still woke up with a sore neck though.  Crap.  So anyway I guess it was a dream, but it's more awesome to think I kicked death's ass.  I still have dreams I need to accomplish and not even death can stop me!


Falla yo Dream guys,


Jeremy Falla

Welcome People to my blog.

Hey guys,

Whats going on?  Welcome to my new blog.  I just signed up for this so I'm testing everything out and getting used to it.   Thanks for taking the time to check out my blog.  It's good to know that people are interested in my life.  Some of you might be wondering, "What will I talk about in my blog?" basically I am entering a new phase of my life and I want to document all the obstacles and good times that go with it.   I have been through a large portion of my life (Manly my teen and adult years) without any real documentation or pictures of my life.  The only record of my past lies with my memory and those individuals I've encountered during those years.  Long story short,  the lack of pictures really enforced my negativity about those years, even though there were plenty of good moments I had during those years as well.  Ten years from now, I want to look back and have evidence that despite the cards that were dealt to me, I made the best with what I had and really show how far I've come.  Not only as an artist but also as a human being.

These next few posts will document my thoughts and philosophy on acting.   I am auditioning for grad school and I will try to be as detailed as possible and try to really convey what I'm going through.   Well, I'm sleepy and there are a tons of things I have to do tomorrow, including work.  Night guys, and thank you so much for your time!

Falla Yo Dreams,

Jeremy Falla