Well, it's official. I have moved to Los Angeles. I have an apartment. I have a car. I'm still working on the job. I did have a shoot the other day that was great.
While writing this, I'm listening to "Best Day of My Life" by American Authors. It's been stuck in my head since I got here.
I'm all moved into my apartment. It's a nice place, brand new building. It's a little like dorm style living. I'll have two other girls in the same room as me, but they won't be here until September 1st. That's right, a triple all to my self which is great for adjusting and being able to move in and arrange/organize my stuff. There's a stove and oven, microwave, dishwasher (although handwashing is easier), and a washer and dryer here. It came fully furnished. It's in a safe area with security cameras and what not. Oh, and I have a nice place to park my car in the parking garage (no, I was not affected by the water main break about a mile from here, luckily).
The other day, I was driving when it hit me that I'm really here. This time, it isn't just for two months. This is my new home. That is an equally exciting as it is terrifying feeling. It's like starting college all over again, not really knowing what to expect. All I know is, I'm here. I'm not leaving any time soon, no matter how much I may miss home at times. I have to give myself at least a year (preferably more) to stick it out. Think about it. We all need to get jobs, we all need to move out of our parent's home, and make a life for ourselves. So why not make it on the other side of the country? Why not? This is the last chance in my life I get to just pick up and leave without anything tying me down.. no job, no significant other, no kids. What better time than now?
I do miss my family and friends, but I have friends here too and family ( I may not know them very well, but hey, they're still family). The week leading up actually flying out here was tough. Saying goodbye to people and not knowing when you'll see them is not easy. I hate goodbyes, then again, who doesn't? I prefer taking the not actually acknowledging it as a goodbye rather a see you later route. Saying goodbye to the people who have been there for me my whole life, not an easy thing. Talking to them is so wonderful, but also so hard. While at school, I had a tendency of not talking to people at home, and while at home, I had a tendency of not talking to people from school unless they were nearby. I guess, for me, it's easier to not think about it. So, if I don't call you often, don't take it offensively, it's just my coping mechanism for being 3,000 miles away from you. Also, it makes the phone call more special. Like today, I got to talk to my grandmother. It was so nice to hear her voice. I look forward to the next time I see you.
Back to the craziness of this week alone. I'm sure by now, you've heard about the thunderstorm at Venice Beach that resulted in 13 lightning strikes hitting people. That was Sunday. Lesson learned.. there is still weather to be tracked out here. Tuesday, there was a water main break near UCLA (which is less than a mile from me). The pipe was 93 years old. Really, the city should have replaced it. The water resulted in a sink hole. I decided it would be best to avoid that area. Luckily, no flooding occurred over here, just a bunch of helicopters. Today, there was an earthquake measuring 3.0 by Manhattan beach, about fifteen miles from here. I didn't feel anything. Hopefully, there won't be a big earthquake any time soon. Let's see what happens tomorrow.
You know what is so great about Los Angeles? During the day, it's absolutely beautiful outside. It gets hot, but not humid. At night, it cools off so nicely. It's perfect sleeping weather. I was standing on my balcony before writing this and just stared up at the sky. I am so grateful for the opportunity to move across the country and to have the support from everyone back home. Come visit whenever.
Well, I'm going to get back to Orange is the New Black (I finally started watching that show). I can get in a couple episodes before I go to bed. It's only 10 here.
Thank you for supporting me. I love you.
peace.love.happiness.
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Monday, July 14, 2014
A new song
So lately, I have had a couple lyrics running through my head. I didn't take the time to actually write them down and form a song out of them because I figured I should be packing. Then today, I decided to write. I don't have music to it yet, but that can be added later. Here's my new song, just written a little over an hour ago. Let me know what you think!
also... 3 more days on the East Coast!! I'm getting excited. And packing is coming along well.
also... 3 more days on the East Coast!! I'm getting excited. And packing is coming along well.
I’m on my way
I’m not here to stay
I’m on my way
Off to LA
I don’t know when I’ll be back
But don’t you worry you see
I’m off to the place
Where I’m happy as can be
The land where my dreams will come true
Oh I’m on my way
But don’t you worry
I’ll be back some day
I won’t forget about you
Just the pain I’ve been through
No longer a need
For this town for me
It was great growing up
But it’s not longer for me
Oh I’m on my way
Off to LA
I think we all saw this coming
I was always meant to leave
Because these dreams of mine
Are too big for this town
Oh I’m a small town girl
With big city dreams
So I’ll say so long
See you later
Off to the sun I go
So I’ll say so long see you later
Oh off to the sun I go
One day you’ll see why
I had to leave
One day you’ll see why
Oh don’t you grieve
This is what’s best for me
I’m a small town girl with big city dreams
Yeah, this is what’s best for me
Sunday, July 6, 2014
Life is Changing
I haven't blogged in a while for a couple of reasons. First off, I just didn't know how to put everything into words about everything that was happening. Second, I lost my computer charger for a month and just recently found it (It was under some clothes on top of some boxes).
So, what has happened since my last post? Well..
I had my last set of finals
I graduated college
I visited Sam at Bowdoin
I saw her graduate college
I went to England (London, Wittering, Isle of Wight, Godalming)
I drove to Long Island with Sarah for Amy's grad party
Had our grad party
Hung out by the pool
Hung out by the ocean
renewed my license
closed one bank account and opened up another
drove to the Cape
slept
went mini golfing at Pirate's Cove
ate ice cream
and just enjoyed the last bit of being in Massachusetts.
oh yeah, I bought my plane ticket to Los Angeles. I'll be heading out there on July 17th.
Am I excited? Yes. Am I nervous? Yes. Life is changing quickly right before me. All four of us are graduated, and it's now time to put what learned to the test. It's time to make a life for ourselves. Moving across the country is one huge step, but isn't the first step you take the longest stride anyway? I'm moving in eleven days, and I have nothing set up yet. I'm not really worried about it. I'll figure it out. For the time being, I'm just going to enjoy my last week and a half on this coast with the people who love me. I'll try to do everything I want, but it is a short amount of time, and I still have a lot of packing to do (and unpacking and sorting). Starting tomorrow (since I'm still down the Cape, enjoying my last few hours here before I don't know when I'll be back), packing begins. It starts with a list, followed by some sorting, followed by packing. If you're reading this and are bored, feel free to come on by and help with this process. :)
When thinking about what to write for this post, I had so many thoughts going through my head. Now that I'm writing, none of those seem relevant right now. Maybe another post in the future will include the graduation feelings and the chaos of everything to come. At this moment, I'm relaxed. So i'm going to enjoy that.
until next post
peace.love.happiness.
So, what has happened since my last post? Well..
I had my last set of finals
I graduated college
I visited Sam at Bowdoin
I saw her graduate college
I went to England (London, Wittering, Isle of Wight, Godalming)
I drove to Long Island with Sarah for Amy's grad party
Had our grad party
Hung out by the pool
Hung out by the ocean
renewed my license
closed one bank account and opened up another
drove to the Cape
slept
went mini golfing at Pirate's Cove
ate ice cream
and just enjoyed the last bit of being in Massachusetts.
oh yeah, I bought my plane ticket to Los Angeles. I'll be heading out there on July 17th.
Am I excited? Yes. Am I nervous? Yes. Life is changing quickly right before me. All four of us are graduated, and it's now time to put what learned to the test. It's time to make a life for ourselves. Moving across the country is one huge step, but isn't the first step you take the longest stride anyway? I'm moving in eleven days, and I have nothing set up yet. I'm not really worried about it. I'll figure it out. For the time being, I'm just going to enjoy my last week and a half on this coast with the people who love me. I'll try to do everything I want, but it is a short amount of time, and I still have a lot of packing to do (and unpacking and sorting). Starting tomorrow (since I'm still down the Cape, enjoying my last few hours here before I don't know when I'll be back), packing begins. It starts with a list, followed by some sorting, followed by packing. If you're reading this and are bored, feel free to come on by and help with this process. :)
When thinking about what to write for this post, I had so many thoughts going through my head. Now that I'm writing, none of those seem relevant right now. Maybe another post in the future will include the graduation feelings and the chaos of everything to come. At this moment, I'm relaxed. So i'm going to enjoy that.
until next post
peace.love.happiness.
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Done
It's official, I am done with college (as of two hours from now.. I have a pizza party to go to still for my last class). Where did that time go? Well, it flew by, but it gave me so many great memories. Some people don't want to hear the word graduation, but I am generally excited for it. Why shouldn't I be? I just worked incredibly these past four years for that degree! I earned it, and I enjoyed my time here.
You see, when I got to college, I told myself that I wasn't going to waste these four years. When I left high school, I wrote a song with the lyric, "These four years sure went by fast, but that's nothing compared to what's next." That's why I knew I had to make the most of these four years. I did. I know it's cliche, but, no, I'm not the same person I was when I got here. When I left Uxbridge, I was scared. I didn't even think I'd want to go as far as New York. Now, I'm moving to California. 18 year old me wouldn't have been that daring. When I was a freshman, I had fears. I wasn't sure if I would make any friends because my friends had always been Sam and Jeffrey's friends too. I wasn't sure if I would really love it or be able to handle being away from my family. I found out I can make friends. I can handle being away. I love Quinnipiac. It's given me so much more than I could have asked for. When I was a freshman, I was nervous. I was insecure and shy. Ask anyone here, I'm not really shy anymore, and I'm now confident. I went from being depressed and not being able to handle it and feeling worthless to being happy and knowing I'm worth something. Throughout these four years, I found myself. I think that's my favorite thing about these four years.
These four years, I've been involved, I've taken advantage of every situation I could, and I took chances. I lived in LA, I had four internships, I became vice president of QFS, I became Executive Producer of TMA, I made friends who I can't imagine my life without, and I learned how to stand up for myself and not be a pushover. I learned that you get what you put in. I learned how to light a studio, how to technical direct, and how to direct. I learned how to be a leader and how to always offer a welcoming smile. I learned to embrace my crazy side and not be afraid to make a fool of myself in public (yes, that includes singing Frozen in the halls of MassComm and in the parking lots). I learned to laugh at myself. I learned to feel different emotions. I learned to face my problems. I learned to change something if I don't like it. I learned what it's like to become close to someone in a short amount of time and realize you'll always be best friends. I learned that you can't understand how people you just met weren't a part of your life until now. I learned professors aren't people to be afraid of, in fact, they're people to befriend. I learned to take every opportunity I can. I learned to never take anything for granted and to appreciate whatever job you have. I learned that sometimes, it's okay to be a little irresponsible. Lastly, I learned it's good to take risks and make the films you want to make.
These four years have been simply amazing. Am I sad to leave? Yes and no. I'm leaving without regrets (well, the only regret I have is not befriending a couple people sooner, but that's okay because they'll be a part of my life from here on out). I will miss people, but I'll stay in contact with them. I'll miss the studio, but I'll get to work in bigger ones. I'll miss walking around campus when it's warm, but I took it in while I was here. I'll miss a good amount, but the amount of memories I have made here have made these last four years worth it.
To all you co-graduates, get excited because you earned it. You earned that degree and deserve to celebrate and be proud of these last four years.
peace.love.happiness.
You see, when I got to college, I told myself that I wasn't going to waste these four years. When I left high school, I wrote a song with the lyric, "These four years sure went by fast, but that's nothing compared to what's next." That's why I knew I had to make the most of these four years. I did. I know it's cliche, but, no, I'm not the same person I was when I got here. When I left Uxbridge, I was scared. I didn't even think I'd want to go as far as New York. Now, I'm moving to California. 18 year old me wouldn't have been that daring. When I was a freshman, I had fears. I wasn't sure if I would make any friends because my friends had always been Sam and Jeffrey's friends too. I wasn't sure if I would really love it or be able to handle being away from my family. I found out I can make friends. I can handle being away. I love Quinnipiac. It's given me so much more than I could have asked for. When I was a freshman, I was nervous. I was insecure and shy. Ask anyone here, I'm not really shy anymore, and I'm now confident. I went from being depressed and not being able to handle it and feeling worthless to being happy and knowing I'm worth something. Throughout these four years, I found myself. I think that's my favorite thing about these four years.
These four years, I've been involved, I've taken advantage of every situation I could, and I took chances. I lived in LA, I had four internships, I became vice president of QFS, I became Executive Producer of TMA, I made friends who I can't imagine my life without, and I learned how to stand up for myself and not be a pushover. I learned that you get what you put in. I learned how to light a studio, how to technical direct, and how to direct. I learned how to be a leader and how to always offer a welcoming smile. I learned to embrace my crazy side and not be afraid to make a fool of myself in public (yes, that includes singing Frozen in the halls of MassComm and in the parking lots). I learned to laugh at myself. I learned to feel different emotions. I learned to face my problems. I learned to change something if I don't like it. I learned what it's like to become close to someone in a short amount of time and realize you'll always be best friends. I learned that you can't understand how people you just met weren't a part of your life until now. I learned professors aren't people to be afraid of, in fact, they're people to befriend. I learned to take every opportunity I can. I learned to never take anything for granted and to appreciate whatever job you have. I learned that sometimes, it's okay to be a little irresponsible. Lastly, I learned it's good to take risks and make the films you want to make.
These four years have been simply amazing. Am I sad to leave? Yes and no. I'm leaving without regrets (well, the only regret I have is not befriending a couple people sooner, but that's okay because they'll be a part of my life from here on out). I will miss people, but I'll stay in contact with them. I'll miss the studio, but I'll get to work in bigger ones. I'll miss walking around campus when it's warm, but I took it in while I was here. I'll miss a good amount, but the amount of memories I have made here have made these last four years worth it.
To all you co-graduates, get excited because you earned it. You earned that degree and deserve to celebrate and be proud of these last four years.
peace.love.happiness.
Monday, April 7, 2014
Love.
From a young age, we are taught that love is the thing that matters the most. For most of my life, I have interpreted this as love between two people dating and in a relationship that leads to marriage. Recently I've been thinking more about that. Love in a dating relationship isn't the most important thing. Love between friends, between family, and in other forms of relationship are the kinds of love that really matter. You won't always have a significant other. That's just life. What matters is that you still have people around you who love you. If it weren't for the love from my family, I wouldn't be where I am today. If it weren't for the love from my best friends, I wouldn't get by on a daily basis. Love isn't specific to just a dating relationship. It refers to every kind of relationship, and I think that's the important thing to remember. We get caught up thinking we must be dating someone at all times because everybody always asks. We think there must be something wrong with ourselves if we are not dating someone. There has to be some reason why you're single. There is nothing wrong with you. In my opinion, love from friends and family is the most important thing. Relationships come and go, but family is always there for you no matter what, same with your closest friends. Why do we put so much value on something that isn't permanent? Something so fragile? Some of us are lucky to find "the one" who also ends up being in the best friend category and then eventually family. Sometimes, it just takes longer to find "the one". That's fine. Life is about living. Not living for others, but living for yourself. If someone doesn't make you happy, why should you keep them in it?
I don't really know where I'm going with this post, but I just know, without the love from family and friends, love would be pointless.
After all, love is what connects us. It's what happens when you can be so mad at someone but still care for them and know you'll get past whatever you're mad about. Love is that thing that makes you believe you would do anything for a person because they mean the world to you. Love is knowing someone will always be there for you no matter what.
Just remember that. Love isn't just for dating. Love is for everyday life.
peace.love.happiness.
I don't really know where I'm going with this post, but I just know, without the love from family and friends, love would be pointless.
After all, love is what connects us. It's what happens when you can be so mad at someone but still care for them and know you'll get past whatever you're mad about. Love is that thing that makes you believe you would do anything for a person because they mean the world to you. Love is knowing someone will always be there for you no matter what.
Just remember that. Love isn't just for dating. Love is for everyday life.
peace.love.happiness.
Sunday, April 6, 2014
Never a dull moment, right?
April 6th. In 15 days, we'll be filming our last shoot: the Boston Marathon. In 17 days, our project is due. Also in 17 days, a new executive board will be elected for film society. In 22 days, i'll have my last episode of TMA ever for Q30. In 24 days, I'll attend my last film society meeting. In 26 days, classes will be over. In 33 days, finals will be done. In 42 days, I will be a college graduate. In 49 days, I will be on my way to England. About a month after that, I will be on my way to California.
Looking at this list, and all I can think of is how exciting my life is about to be and how much is about to change. I'm wicked excited to graduate and even more excited to move out to California and pursue a career in Television. Looking at this list is also kind of sad. Every Wednesday night since freshman year, I have gone to Film Society meetings. Every Monday morning (occasionally Wednesday) since second semester freshman year, I have gone to tape TMA. It's quickly coming to an end. I'm going to miss it so much. The friendships I have made in college are mostly due to these two organizations. They have played a big part in my college career. They have given me some of my closest friends, they have given me confidence, they have taught me how to use the film and studio equipment, and so many other things. But most of all, these clubs have taught me to be myself. It's okay to be a little crazy and not fit in to the standard. These people have been the most accepting people I have ever met. They are the ones who have seen me in laughing fits that end up with me on the floor. They are the ones who have comforted me when something is wrong. They are the ones I can turn to when I need help. They are the ones to put a smile on my face even when I'm having the worst day. QFS and TMA will always have a part of my heart because these two organizations have helped me become the person I am today who is ready to take on the world.
I know the next few weeks are going to be emotional roller coasters. I know as things begin to end, the reality of everything is going to kick in and become real. I know there will be moments when I cry because I'll miss it and moments I'll cry at the happy memories of the last four years. From just hanging out in mass comm to walking over to echlin 101 to heading into the piazza monday mornings to setting up the studio Tuesdays and Thursdays, the memories will fly through my mind. Like that one time Sarah and I filmed a project that brought the editing system to life and we ran around campus. Or that time (multiple times) watching people run into the studio doors that are glass. Or that time we ran into the kid who was supposed to be in the studio but was at a bar instead and walked into us on campus after. Or that time, we broke the bed in class after our professor told us all to get on it for a class picture and realized what was about to happen. Or that time the blender didn't work to well during the sketch. Or that time we sang and danced to "Don't Stop Believing" during relay. Or that time we filmed a music video on admitted students day weekend to "Call Me Maybe". Or that time we did a last minute segment leaving Sarah with a sack of potatoes all day. Or pasta Wednesdays. Or that time there was spider in our room, and we didn't want to touch it. Or that time we snuck Eddie into campus. Or that time we had a whooooooole package of oreos. Or that time we danced on the bench at Aunchies. Or that time we painted a mural for community service. Or that time we stayed in for Frozen and Frozen. Or that time we made all our own food for the superbowl. Or that time we took our mattresses and all slept in the same room. Or that time we transformed the common room into a fort (well times). Or that time everything was abstract. Or that time we all just watched our shows in bed on Friday afternoon and did nothing else.
Random memories like these will just pop into my head the next few weeks and for years after these next few weeks. I'm sure hundreds of more memories will be made in just these short few weeks left.
So here's to making the most out of every moment left of our college careers.
Life's about to change more than we are prepared for, so let's just enjoy the last 42 days we have as college students and just be happy! :)
peace.love.happiness.
Looking at this list, and all I can think of is how exciting my life is about to be and how much is about to change. I'm wicked excited to graduate and even more excited to move out to California and pursue a career in Television. Looking at this list is also kind of sad. Every Wednesday night since freshman year, I have gone to Film Society meetings. Every Monday morning (occasionally Wednesday) since second semester freshman year, I have gone to tape TMA. It's quickly coming to an end. I'm going to miss it so much. The friendships I have made in college are mostly due to these two organizations. They have played a big part in my college career. They have given me some of my closest friends, they have given me confidence, they have taught me how to use the film and studio equipment, and so many other things. But most of all, these clubs have taught me to be myself. It's okay to be a little crazy and not fit in to the standard. These people have been the most accepting people I have ever met. They are the ones who have seen me in laughing fits that end up with me on the floor. They are the ones who have comforted me when something is wrong. They are the ones I can turn to when I need help. They are the ones to put a smile on my face even when I'm having the worst day. QFS and TMA will always have a part of my heart because these two organizations have helped me become the person I am today who is ready to take on the world.
I know the next few weeks are going to be emotional roller coasters. I know as things begin to end, the reality of everything is going to kick in and become real. I know there will be moments when I cry because I'll miss it and moments I'll cry at the happy memories of the last four years. From just hanging out in mass comm to walking over to echlin 101 to heading into the piazza monday mornings to setting up the studio Tuesdays and Thursdays, the memories will fly through my mind. Like that one time Sarah and I filmed a project that brought the editing system to life and we ran around campus. Or that time (multiple times) watching people run into the studio doors that are glass. Or that time we ran into the kid who was supposed to be in the studio but was at a bar instead and walked into us on campus after. Or that time, we broke the bed in class after our professor told us all to get on it for a class picture and realized what was about to happen. Or that time the blender didn't work to well during the sketch. Or that time we sang and danced to "Don't Stop Believing" during relay. Or that time we filmed a music video on admitted students day weekend to "Call Me Maybe". Or that time we did a last minute segment leaving Sarah with a sack of potatoes all day. Or pasta Wednesdays. Or that time there was spider in our room, and we didn't want to touch it. Or that time we snuck Eddie into campus. Or that time we had a whooooooole package of oreos. Or that time we danced on the bench at Aunchies. Or that time we painted a mural for community service. Or that time we stayed in for Frozen and Frozen. Or that time we made all our own food for the superbowl. Or that time we took our mattresses and all slept in the same room. Or that time we transformed the common room into a fort (well times). Or that time everything was abstract. Or that time we all just watched our shows in bed on Friday afternoon and did nothing else.
Random memories like these will just pop into my head the next few weeks and for years after these next few weeks. I'm sure hundreds of more memories will be made in just these short few weeks left.
So here's to making the most out of every moment left of our college careers.
Life's about to change more than we are prepared for, so let's just enjoy the last 42 days we have as college students and just be happy! :)
peace.love.happiness.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Today.
"'Cause everyone's perfect in unusual ways, you see, now I believe in me." ~ Demi Lovato
In the past couple of weeks, I've been doing a lot of reflecting on my life. I've been thinking about where I was and where I am. I used to be scared of saying my opinion and speaking up. I used to be scared of standing out and being different. I used to think I had to do what other people wanted me to do and be who others wanted me to be. What I used to think couldn't be further from the truth. I used to think I would never make it and be able to follow my dreams. I used to think I was good at nothing. I used to think a lot of negative thoughts. I used to think I wouldn't make it to graduation. I didn't believe in myself.
But why? I don't know. I used to let people push me around and do what other people wanted me to do and let them boss me around. When I got to college, I realized how destructive that was, but I didn't really do anything about it for awhile. A little over a year ago, I made the decision that I couldn't keep doing that. You know what? This past year has been the best year of my life.
I went from staying in the shadows to making my own path. I followed my dream to Los Angeles and had an amazing time out there and an experience of a lifetime. I went from feeling worthless to feeling like I was worth something. That's where I'm at today.
The last decade has been a bumpy ride. I expect the same of the next. The difference between the last decade and this decade is who I am. I'm no longer the girl afraid of her shadow. I'm the girl ready to take on the world. No more clouds to keep me down, just sun for me. I know the next few years, a lot will change. That's okay. Change can be the most terrifying thing and the most exciting thing at the same time.
I don't know how I'm going to manage a living in LA, but that's okay. I'll make it work. So I may have to get a place that isn't that nice and maybe get an air mattress or a futon for the beginning, but that's okay. I know that I'd rather have very little, love what I'm doing and be happy than have a lot, hate what I'm doing and be miserable. What's the point in that? I've seen too many people go a different path because it was easier or more stable, but then you're setting yourself for a lifetime of misery. I've always believed in following my dreams. Now I have the heart, the courage, and the faith to follow them. Because now, now I believe in me.
So lookout world, because I'm not a pushover anymore.
(also, if you haven't, give "Believe In Me" by Demi Lovato a listen. while you're at it, check out "Warrior", "Skyscraper", "Catch Me", and "Got Dynamite" too.. and the rest of her songs)
peace.love.happiness.
In the past couple of weeks, I've been doing a lot of reflecting on my life. I've been thinking about where I was and where I am. I used to be scared of saying my opinion and speaking up. I used to be scared of standing out and being different. I used to think I had to do what other people wanted me to do and be who others wanted me to be. What I used to think couldn't be further from the truth. I used to think I would never make it and be able to follow my dreams. I used to think I was good at nothing. I used to think a lot of negative thoughts. I used to think I wouldn't make it to graduation. I didn't believe in myself.
But why? I don't know. I used to let people push me around and do what other people wanted me to do and let them boss me around. When I got to college, I realized how destructive that was, but I didn't really do anything about it for awhile. A little over a year ago, I made the decision that I couldn't keep doing that. You know what? This past year has been the best year of my life.
I went from staying in the shadows to making my own path. I followed my dream to Los Angeles and had an amazing time out there and an experience of a lifetime. I went from feeling worthless to feeling like I was worth something. That's where I'm at today.
The last decade has been a bumpy ride. I expect the same of the next. The difference between the last decade and this decade is who I am. I'm no longer the girl afraid of her shadow. I'm the girl ready to take on the world. No more clouds to keep me down, just sun for me. I know the next few years, a lot will change. That's okay. Change can be the most terrifying thing and the most exciting thing at the same time.
I don't know how I'm going to manage a living in LA, but that's okay. I'll make it work. So I may have to get a place that isn't that nice and maybe get an air mattress or a futon for the beginning, but that's okay. I know that I'd rather have very little, love what I'm doing and be happy than have a lot, hate what I'm doing and be miserable. What's the point in that? I've seen too many people go a different path because it was easier or more stable, but then you're setting yourself for a lifetime of misery. I've always believed in following my dreams. Now I have the heart, the courage, and the faith to follow them. Because now, now I believe in me.
So lookout world, because I'm not a pushover anymore.
(also, if you haven't, give "Believe In Me" by Demi Lovato a listen. while you're at it, check out "Warrior", "Skyscraper", "Catch Me", and "Got Dynamite" too.. and the rest of her songs)
peace.love.happiness.
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