But I thought acting was too frivolous and certainly not meaningful.
I came from a family of academics and was very concerned of being taken seriously.
In all seriousness, I believed every one of them.
Their bearing and self-confidence alone seemed the proof of their prophecy where I couldn’t shake my self-doubt.
I got in only because I was famous.
This was how others saw me and it was how I saw myself.
Driven by these insecurities, I decided that I was going to find something to do at Harvard that was serious and meaningful, that would change the world and make it a better place.
At the age of 18, I’d already been acting for 7 years, and assumed I find a more serious and profound path in college.
So freshman fall I decided to take Neurobiology and Advanced Modern Hebrew Literature because I was serious and intellectual.
Needless to say, I should have failed both.