Monday, January 5, 2009

   jsdr
Thanks for the comments, Kelsey and Jace. Kelsey, did you watch the game Sunday? If we beat the Giants we have a good chance. Eli, I like you but please choke on vomit. Quail Man! Haha, I remember Doug. I loved that show. My father and brother are named Doug so it was a big joke to me and my sister.

I'm hoping to wrap up this post with a wrap up of 2008. I did one last New Year's eve for 2007. 2007 was a dark year for me I noticed. But we can't all be bubbly and happy all the time. We'd probably exhaust ourselves.

Today is going to be annoyingly busy. Well, half the day is over. I woke up late. I have to call my college for a meeting. And I have to pick out my classes during this meeting. And I have to pick them out before this Friday. I start on Monday. I really am not looking forward to college again. I'm so sick of it. This is an actual big top name college, but I still don't want to go. I need my degree but I still think it's stupid that I need a degree for something I've done my whole life. Se la ve. (I honestly don't know why I type it that way.)

Today is my friends 21st birthday. I actually remembered the date. We've only been best friends for nine years, that's not long enough to remember things like birthdates (being really sarcastic). Truthfully the reason I forgot it was because I confused it with another date. I always thought her birthdate was Jan. 4th because (and believe me I know how stupid this sounds) one of my character's birthdate is Jan. 4th. He's 21 too. He was around before I was friends with her so that's why the confusement. I'm told my grandmother's birthdate is tomorrow. Interesting that I confuse my friend's birthdate with a ficional person's and not a real person's.

Anyway, happy belated birthday to Denim, happy birthday to Cass, and happy early birthday to my grandmother.

Now, what can I say about 2008? It was the year of the big birthdays. My friend's daughter turned a year old. Me and my friend (the one with the birthday today) turned 20. No longer kids. My sister and my best friend's sister both turned 18. My best friend's brother turned 16.

2008 was the year of deaths. My old faithful dog, Milleficent died after eleven years. My grandparents' dog died. A three/four people I know through art had dogs who died. My dad lost two friends and his friends' lost a son. A day before my aunt arrived I killed my betta, Mikhail. Literally. I was so sad.

2008 was the year of scum. It's no secret on here about my aunt's husband. I heard other stories of scum but they do not effect me so I choose to ignore them.

2008 was the year of hunger. I have always had a big food drive, but this year I've topped it. I am also hungry in ther ways though. I'm hungry to get things going. I'm hungry for my freedom. Right now I'm just hungry for a bowl of Thai garlic soup.

2008 was the year of travel. The day after my dog died I left home. I drove east to New York. Except for the week I was in the Outer Banks, I was in New York for two months. I went back to Indiana for 2/3 days, before driving out to California. I saw the St. Louis Arch. The Painted Desert. The Grand Canyon. The Petrifed Forrest. I read and (tried) spoke Navajo, Zuni, and other Native languages.

2008 was a year of realization. I had traveled out to California to study direction. I want Epic so badly that I thought going to film school was the logical choice. I soon realized it wasn't. After living in California on my own for two months, I went back to Indiana and back to my Science roots.

2008 was the year of endangerment. California frusterated and infurianted me like no place ever did. I was surrounded by morons. Film and camera geeks who didn't understand how a fish drank water, or know what Cherokee was, or know how long a woman was pregnant for (they said 2 months). Me, being an outsider, was just trying to be nice the whole time. I am not nice. To get out frusration I let go my natural care of my own life and drag raced. Lots and lots of speeding. Lots of really close shaves. The seond I crossed the Nevada boarder I was free and my head cleared. I like visiting California, but I couldn't live there. At least not around film people.

2008 was the year of detox. After I left California I was seriously in a detox. It took two weeks before I had my vocabulary back. Never dumb yourself down to fit in.

2008 was the year of people coming out. I had a friend out west who was going to come out to his parents at the winter break. I don't know if that happened, but I wish him luck. I have another friend who came out. I somewhat saw it coming, somewhat. I heard 2 other people I know through art had friends that came out. They were girls too. One of those years. Good luck to you girls. As a Scientist I genuinly don't get it, boys have XY so there can be defect, girls are XX so not that chance, but good luck with that anyway.

2008 was a year of awkwardness. I was a model/actress when I lived out west. I absolutely hate getting my picture taken. I don't exactly like how I look, I'm not unhappy about it, but my foundation was a neighborhood where I was one of two girls. So, early on I was just teased for being a girl. On my last shoot I was constantly told how beautiful and cute I was. It was just really awkward because I'm not used to hearding that. My guy friends never said that to me, and my girl friends never said that to me. Just awkward. I was wary of anyone talking to me for a couple months after that.

2008 was the year of backstory. I wrote so much backstory for Epic I thought I'd be sick. I'm still writing backstory for it, and I'm nowhere near finished. I started working on some old solo projects too, but backstory is the main thing to focus on. Got to get it all done.

2008 was the year of boys. When in the Outer Banks, me and my best friend ust decided to go over and invite the boy next door to go hot tubbing with us. Well, she decided and I wasn't about to back away from it. Blonds aren't my taste, but I still thought it would've been a fun story. Thankfully he declined. He wasn't the pretty surfer boy he appeared to be from a distance. Wow, that sounded shallow. Out in California I was hit with a wave of good looking guys. Most were younger so I didn't pay much attention. One wasn't too bad looking but he was moving too fast for me. Do not talk to me about marriage and children the first time you meet me. I'll freak and bolt. I drag raced him. My way of flirting. I caught the attention of the school's biggest catch. A Brit. He was horrible to his whore and treated a lot of the other girls like objects, not me. Always so polite to me. And asking about me. And inviting me to play poker. We had a lot in common, but I left. -shrug- I am the fiery wind.

In 2009 I'll move out, again. I'll be going to a real big accreditted college, well known for Biology. I hope to end 2009 with a YouTube commercial for Epic. We have one, we just can't figure out how to get it to work. I hope to get my degree by the end of the year. I think that's jumping it a little. I hope to finish all, or most of the backstories we have. I want to start working on episodes. We have a couple we need to finish typing.

That'll be that. This is really long. Sorry about that. Lots of random little info. I hope I didn't make myself sound like a monster.
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