Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Work In Progress - Life Theme?

Sometimes it's difficult for me to decide what to blog about. There are so many things bouncing around inside my head that I'd like to further dissect that it's hard for me to focus on just one. And I know that if I don't focus on one things will get a little crazy. Which I know this whole thought seems a little irrelevant seeing as I have but two other blog posts, but just know that is the extent to which choosing a specific subject plagues me. Often I find I just give up, and write nothing. Also we don't have internet yet so that is a contributer. Actually we have internet everywhere except my room.

I think my room would be a good thing to blog about. I am pretty excited about it right now. Today one of my roommates came back home with a big can of yellow paint and announced she was painting her room. I found this highly motivating for some reason. This is the part where I realized I wanted to live inside of a sea shell. Unfortunately Home Depot and the paints they carry do not share my vision because there is no paint called inside of a seashell. Some got pretty close - pink reef, ballet slippers, pink blush, Hawaiian shell. Also - side not - paint has amazing names. As a general rule. I can't imagine what I would do if I had a whole house to choose things for. It has taken me so very long to decide on things just for this little space I have. I mean the seashell part came right away but I did spend about 45 minutes walking up and down the paint aisles. Because paint looks very different in various lighting. It also changes upon juxtaposition amongst other paint colors. Finally I decided upon one called Southern Beauty. Here is a little link showing what it looks like, although that is not what it actually looks like here

So I have to paint my room. And I have a white quilt. Also I have a bookcase but I need to paint that too, I've decided. Also I'm still not sure what my general theme is, or if I can go with the seashell deal or if it can just be Things Emily Likes. Also, all the furniture I like has taglines like, "Great for your little princess!" and the reviews all start off with, "I bought this for my 5 year old"...so I'm not sure what to make of that. But the way I see it this is just my room and I will do what I want because I don't have to share it with anyone. And I think I have realized that I desperately want a vanity (very movie star of me, no?) but the one I want at target is currently unavailable. Here it is.

At first I was judging even myself because I mean really, what 22 year old needs a little white vanity with a little poofy stool when she already has closet doors that are mirrors that take up an entire wall of her room? What kind of grown up am I? But But then I thought about how 22 is not really too old for a vanity, after all, and it is sort of like a desk anyway, but shorter in length. Also I am thinking about how I will one day have a big fancy bathroom (I think when I am a real grown up I want my bathroom to be as big as my room) and then maybe I can just put it in there. It is an investment. So I shall have it. Except Target no longer has it in stock BUT I have instructed their website to notify me when it's available.

Also one day I will go back and make those links rather than web addresses. Not tonight. And one day I will post pictures of my new room. and maybe my home. These things are works in progress. Maybe that should be the theme of my room.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Updates, Updates

Note: I wrote these when I first began my journey to California, but the question of a blog name kept me from making them available to the public. I reveal them now.


1/4/10


So. I have vowed to make a record of some sort of my ventures in my real life. And I am really really tired right now but I am MAKING myself do it. Today was an interesting day, because it makes me feel like things are really happening. I left Tallahassee this morning around 8:15 AM and continued driving til about 6:50. We drove through Louisiana and Texas. It wasn’t too exciting. Also I have done it before. The only thing I really noticed was the sense of industry. We passed a lot of plants that were just chugging smoke evvvvvvveeeeerywhere. It made me appreciate Florida’s environmental laws. And made me glad I am going to California where most people care about things like that. Then I had my first adventure video chatting with Val. I am not too familiar with it and it took me about ten minutes to set up the audio part but as we all know I am a very expressive person so it wasn’t that hard to convey my thoughts without noise…though a little frustrating. And then we went to Outback, and I only mention this because I ordered what Maggie calls Crack Salad. IT IS SO GOOD. It is listed as a side salad and I don’t know why they don’t call it something more appetizing or feature it. It’s called like pecan crust salad. No picture. It should be called DELICIOSOSOSOSO GOOD. I could just eat it…forever. And our waiter was so super nice. Texas seems like a nice sort of place. But Lawd, is it COLD! I think it may be cold everywhere right now. Question – why do people live in the cold? Is it because they think they have to? I don’t get it. Like seriously it makes me so uncomfortable. Interferes with my happiness. Hmmmm I am not sure if I will make this a very public blog that I post on facebook or if it will be more private…or if it will be to update my friends and fam or just my friends. I am sort of an expert blogger, though I’ve been out of the business for a while. I blogged before the word “blog” had even been coined. Back then it was just online diary. So, should I tell my real thoughts and potentially make strangers uncomfortable reading about me or should I just keep it to updates? Questions. To sleep on. Also I am not even posting this in a blog yet because I have to think of a blog name. More questions.

1/5/10 Deming, NM
I am a tiiiired tired little girl. It is a great big world, after all. Today we drove through alllll of texas. Liiiike 14 hours. It is such a large place. Did no one else want it? We passed some towns on the side of the road that looked about as big as my high school. What are their lives like, I wonder? I wonder wonder. Also I was kind of wanting to stand next to the humongous rock formations. I was thinking it would be cool if someone had set up a camera at the beginning of time that recorded up til now so I could see how they formed and changed. Like they do on discovery channel when a flower is blooming or a frog is giving birth. And by giving birth I mean squirting out of an egg. Or maybe squirting out an egg. ANYWAY. I am at the Hampton Inn which sort of feels like home now because that is the only hotel we stay at and they're all decorated exactly the same. Brenda, the greeting lady, is very very nice. She is from Michigan. When I called her for directions I knewww she could not be from around here. I wonder what the people sound like around here. I researched Santa Monica on the way here and I think I will like it. I think I might be getting sick. For this I blame my little brother. He is a very jelly little brother donut right now that I am in California and he is not. Well I’m not there yet but. Okay I think that’s all I have to say right now. There were just lots of rocks. Which was really neat at first. Then they were just rocks.

1/10/10
Sometimes the question, “How does life work?” runs through my mind. By sometimes I mean it's something I ponder nonstop. But I am learning. You would think there would be something more to prepare people for real life, but I guess the sink or swim tactic sort of works for most people.
I met with a casting director today. She was very informative and offered me some valuable information and insight. She also told me I look like I’m fifteen years old, which I’m pretty happy about because it means my dream of becoming a child star can still come true. I started doubting my fifteen year old looks though…I mean fifteen year olds look like babies. Do I look like a baby? Not sure. I don’t really have a clear picture of what I look like in my mind, though. It’s a surprise every time I look in the mirror. But thennn, an exchange occurred that solidified my baby face status. I was in the grocery store, and they had free samples. Most grocery stores have laws regarding giving these samples out to children – usually a parent has to be present if they child is under a certain age. While I was reaching for the sample, the employee giving them out stopped me and asked if I was over 14. FOURTEEN. So yeah. High school here I come.

Most people here are relatively friendly and helpful. It seems everyone at one point was in your position and they vividly remember what it was like – I’ve seen lots of networking go on.