When I got into the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art, a doctor told me to give up the course as I'd be totally deaf within a couple of years. But I refused to give in.
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While I was trying to save money to go to the National Institute of Dramatic Art in Australia I ended up getting all of this experience which meant that by the time I had enough money in the bank to go to school I didn't really need to go to school anymore.
To survive in a profession like this, you have to have absolute discipline and commitment, and I did not quite have it for musical theater.
I always wanted to be a doctor and go to art school, but I thought I'd regret it if I didn't act.
Now in my theater training I showed no aptitude at all.
I was appalled at the amount of study necessary in order to qualify in medicine, and gradually my desire was blunted by a keener - and secret - wish to become an actor.
I was lined up to do this honors degree course in biology, of all things, for no better reason than I got high marks in it. I decided I didn't want to be removing worms' hearts for the rest of my life in Northern Ontario. I thought I would try acting. So, I went to England to study drama. I got Shakespeared out.
I went into musical theatre, which I'm not really cut out for - I'm not as skilled at it as other people.
I went on a few auditions for Broadway musicals, and never stopped taking classes, but I didn't take it seriously until I was out of college.
After my 12th standard, I started preparing for the film industry. I've had no formal acting training.
I had no training in the theater. I did not study it but just did it.