Great time at Dolores Park. Sadly, Scooter couldn't make it. He called to tell me he couldn't make it, which is funny because I'm really not the person he should be telling. S.Y. invited him, not me. He should be calling S.Y.. He said he only got 2 hours of sleep--he works the night shift at the dorms in our school--and planned on "having a sleep fest". He added though, "I really want to be there", which made me smile. I told him to go to sleep. He said bye, and I said goodnight. He laughed and said, "Yeah, goodnight."
"Raiders of the Lost Ark" was excellent, as always. We sat up front and got to lie down and watch the movie. Great crowd. They were loud and hilarious. Whenever Indiana knocked down a bad guy, the crowd would cheer. And when him and Marion kissed on the boat, there was, "Oooohhh YEAH!" and whistles. Haha. I should come to more of these.
We brought yummy snacks: pretzels, gummy worms, dried fruit. I bought a ginger ale at a market nearby, and S.Y. bought tarts for us at Tartine to share. Tastiness. Good times had by all.
lundi, juillet 31, 2006
vendredi, juillet 28, 2006
another great couple of days in the city
I feel so connected to SF right now. Ate at Benihana's in Japantown for my friend's birthday (S.Y.--met her at the dorms). Then we saw "Harold and Maude" at the Red Vic at the Haight. It was their birthday too--the cinema, I mean. They had chocolate cake. It was tasty. This cute guy with his girlfriend sat in the row next to me. The girlfriend was going to buy a Coke. The guy was eating the cake, and he says to her, "Ah, man. I'm gonna finish this cake before you come back." It was good cake. He was really funny too--the boyfriend, I mean. He would always joke with his girlfriend. And during the movie, I noticed that he had his arm around her, and she was snuggled up close to him. The rows at the theatre are like long benches with cushions. No armrests. It's perfect for snuggling. Anyway...
It made me feel sort of alone. And I thought about how B. wanted to date me, and how I just totally turned him down because I didn't feel that way about him. During our "date", Mom had called. I was in the bathroom. I told her who I was on a date with. She knows that I don't like him that way, and that I like Scooter. Before she hung up she said, "Don't settle." Just those two words. It really impacted me. Drove me to tell B. the truth. It was an amazing moment for me, and I'll never forget it. Don't settle.
Spent more time alone in the city. Went to the Haight again to get a Dane Cook cd. He's hilarious. Vulgar, at times, but when he's not vulgar, he makes me laugh. Got stuck in the Van Ness station for half an hour because the computers running the subway crashed. It wasn't that bad. Listened to a lot of interesting conversations.
A chance thing happened today. I was biking to school to practice piano, and I ran into Scooter. He was walking with a friend. I said hi while I was still biking, and he said hi and sort of stopped walking and so I slowed down, and he came to me. He said hi again (what a dork!) and asked if I was going to class. I said no. He also said that S.Y. invited him to see a movie tomorrow night at Dolores Park. S.Y. invited me at her birthday. She wanted to get a big group together. Anyway, I think he's going. Yay! We said bye, and I biked away.
I locked up my bike, and I swear, I couldn't stop smiling. Just seeing him made me happy. I couldn't help smiling and laughing to myself about his second "hi", and how he wears a really huge tweed blazer over a t-shirt. It just made me happy.
It made me feel sort of alone. And I thought about how B. wanted to date me, and how I just totally turned him down because I didn't feel that way about him. During our "date", Mom had called. I was in the bathroom. I told her who I was on a date with. She knows that I don't like him that way, and that I like Scooter. Before she hung up she said, "Don't settle." Just those two words. It really impacted me. Drove me to tell B. the truth. It was an amazing moment for me, and I'll never forget it. Don't settle.
Spent more time alone in the city. Went to the Haight again to get a Dane Cook cd. He's hilarious. Vulgar, at times, but when he's not vulgar, he makes me laugh. Got stuck in the Van Ness station for half an hour because the computers running the subway crashed. It wasn't that bad. Listened to a lot of interesting conversations.
A chance thing happened today. I was biking to school to practice piano, and I ran into Scooter. He was walking with a friend. I said hi while I was still biking, and he said hi and sort of stopped walking and so I slowed down, and he came to me. He said hi again (what a dork!) and asked if I was going to class. I said no. He also said that S.Y. invited him to see a movie tomorrow night at Dolores Park. S.Y. invited me at her birthday. She wanted to get a big group together. Anyway, I think he's going. Yay! We said bye, and I biked away.
I locked up my bike, and I swear, I couldn't stop smiling. Just seeing him made me happy. I couldn't help smiling and laughing to myself about his second "hi", and how he wears a really huge tweed blazer over a t-shirt. It just made me happy.
lundi, juillet 24, 2006
this is insane
Kuya called me yesterday and asked me how I'm doing. He said that Mom and Dad are asking him if I've been telling him anything. He said that they're worried. Mom actually used the words "hanky-panky".
Oh my God! This is really unbelieveable. I thought my parents knew me. I thought they knew that I'm not that kind of girl. That they raised me better than that. I found all this laughable. I was a little hurt though. I understand that they have to worry about their little girl, but this stuff didn't happen to my brother. They can believe what they want to believe. But it's the truth. I'm not going to be the kind of girl who would let guys take advantage of her. I'm not going to be the kind of girl who...takes part in "hanky-panky". I'm not going to lose my virginity to a man who isn't married to me. That's right--I'm waiting till marriage. And if that means I lose boyfriend and boyfriend after that, if that means I never get married, then so be it. I've been alone for all my teen years, what's the next 60? Or 70? Bring it on.
And that was just ONE DATE! And not a "real date" at that since I told him I just want to be friends. Is it a date if the feeling's not mutual? Anyway...
Back to normal. I love the West Portal Produce Market! I bought spring salad, two squashes, mushrooms, 3 nectarines, 2 peaches, blueberries, and carrots. All for 6 bucks even. Nice. Tomorrow is my friend's birthday. We're eating at Benihana's and seeing "Harold and Maude" at the Red Vic. Doubly nice. For her birthday, I'm taking her to a show at the Rickshaw Stop. It'll be fun.
recently seen:
1. Pirates 2
2. A Scanner Darkly
Oh my God! This is really unbelieveable. I thought my parents knew me. I thought they knew that I'm not that kind of girl. That they raised me better than that. I found all this laughable. I was a little hurt though. I understand that they have to worry about their little girl, but this stuff didn't happen to my brother. They can believe what they want to believe. But it's the truth. I'm not going to be the kind of girl who would let guys take advantage of her. I'm not going to be the kind of girl who...takes part in "hanky-panky". I'm not going to lose my virginity to a man who isn't married to me. That's right--I'm waiting till marriage. And if that means I lose boyfriend and boyfriend after that, if that means I never get married, then so be it. I've been alone for all my teen years, what's the next 60? Or 70? Bring it on.
And that was just ONE DATE! And not a "real date" at that since I told him I just want to be friends. Is it a date if the feeling's not mutual? Anyway...
Back to normal. I love the West Portal Produce Market! I bought spring salad, two squashes, mushrooms, 3 nectarines, 2 peaches, blueberries, and carrots. All for 6 bucks even. Nice. Tomorrow is my friend's birthday. We're eating at Benihana's and seeing "Harold and Maude" at the Red Vic. Doubly nice. For her birthday, I'm taking her to a show at the Rickshaw Stop. It'll be fun.
recently seen:
1. Pirates 2
2. A Scanner Darkly
samedi, juillet 22, 2006
it's all okay now...I think
I told him the truth. I told him the truth after dinner, after he suggested we go to the beach and watch the sunset, but the MUNI was kind of slow, so we just watched the sky go from dark pink to purple to dark blue. We sat on this ledge, he was on my right. Fortunately, I had a purse on my right arm, so there was this perfect little barrier between us, and he tried to move closer to me, but the purse helped. There was this silence while we were staring out at the ocean. It was the moment to tell him.
"I have something to tell you...I like you, just as a friend."
I waited for the words to sink in. They did, like a ship at sea. Well, he said, thanks for telling me. We did a "hand thing" with the fists hitting each other like friends would do. He seemed okay. Maybe he's a very good actor. The rest of the night went as well as all the times we've spent together as friends. I think he'll be okay. He got off the MUNI before me and went home.
On the MUNI back, by myself, after thanking God for watching over me that night, I got a call from Scooter. I had called him the day before to tell him that I was going to finish the practice roll of film at Embarcadero. If he wanted to come, he could, but he didn't have to. Scooter said he wanted to come.
YES! I mean, uh...cool. I'm glad you can come.
So we spent the most of the day together today trying to get some shots at the Ferry Building. I made PB&J sandwiches and brought bottles of water for him and myself. He said that was nice of me. I told him that food's kind of expensive there, and I didn't want him to have to spend money. They had a really cool farmer's market there. It was fun. We had some laughs. He asked me if anything interesting happened lately. I took this as a hint that he knew about my date with B..
"B. asked me out. Did you know anything about that?"
"No..actually."
"Oh." I was wrong. I didn't say anything.
"Uh..." he said awkwardly, "Do you want to talk about it?"
"I told B. that I just wanted to be friends. Do you think he'll be okay? I know you're his best friend."
"Yeah, I think he'll be okay. Just give him a couple of days...or a week."
After that, we went to West Portal to get a lens cap and drop off our finished roll of film. He paid for it all, which he didn't have to do. He asked if I was doing anything else for the rest of the day. I wanted to bike to the beach. He said that he was thinking about biking along the highway of the beach. I asked him if he knew a safe path of biking to the beach. I also mentioned how my bike's being weird and not shifting.
"I can take a look at your bike if you want."
AAAHHH!!! He came over and checked out my bike but he couldn't fix it. He drew me a map to the beach. I thanked him and offered to pay for film processing and the lens cap. He said not to worry about it because I brought him water and that sandwich. He left and promised not to tell B. what we talked about. Cool. Lovely.
Thank you, God for such an amazing day.
"I have something to tell you...I like you, just as a friend."
I waited for the words to sink in. They did, like a ship at sea. Well, he said, thanks for telling me. We did a "hand thing" with the fists hitting each other like friends would do. He seemed okay. Maybe he's a very good actor. The rest of the night went as well as all the times we've spent together as friends. I think he'll be okay. He got off the MUNI before me and went home.
On the MUNI back, by myself, after thanking God for watching over me that night, I got a call from Scooter. I had called him the day before to tell him that I was going to finish the practice roll of film at Embarcadero. If he wanted to come, he could, but he didn't have to. Scooter said he wanted to come.
YES! I mean, uh...cool. I'm glad you can come.
So we spent the most of the day together today trying to get some shots at the Ferry Building. I made PB&J sandwiches and brought bottles of water for him and myself. He said that was nice of me. I told him that food's kind of expensive there, and I didn't want him to have to spend money. They had a really cool farmer's market there. It was fun. We had some laughs. He asked me if anything interesting happened lately. I took this as a hint that he knew about my date with B..
"B. asked me out. Did you know anything about that?"
"No..actually."
"Oh." I was wrong. I didn't say anything.
"Uh..." he said awkwardly, "Do you want to talk about it?"
"I told B. that I just wanted to be friends. Do you think he'll be okay? I know you're his best friend."
"Yeah, I think he'll be okay. Just give him a couple of days...or a week."
After that, we went to West Portal to get a lens cap and drop off our finished roll of film. He paid for it all, which he didn't have to do. He asked if I was doing anything else for the rest of the day. I wanted to bike to the beach. He said that he was thinking about biking along the highway of the beach. I asked him if he knew a safe path of biking to the beach. I also mentioned how my bike's being weird and not shifting.
"I can take a look at your bike if you want."
AAAHHH!!! He came over and checked out my bike but he couldn't fix it. He drew me a map to the beach. I thanked him and offered to pay for film processing and the lens cap. He said not to worry about it because I brought him water and that sandwich. He left and promised not to tell B. what we talked about. Cool. Lovely.
Thank you, God for such an amazing day.
vendredi, juillet 21, 2006
it all started with spare the air day...
You will not believe the last two days I had. It all started yesterday with Spare the Air day. The MUNI and Bart are free today and yesterday to encourage public transportation. I spent the whole day yesterday on Irving at Tart to Tart eating a tart and watching the world pass me by. It was lovely, and I rarely get to do that. I came home and got a call from B.--Scooter's best friend. He asked if I was busy. He wanted to see Pirates 2. I hadn't seen it yet, so I said I'd go. I mean, MUNI is free anyway, so I'd save 3 bucks.
We went to the movies together. It was a fun time. He's a cool guy. We talked about our movie ideas, had some laughs. He said that we should get together next week. He's been really bored--he's not taking summer school, doesn't have a job, and his roommates aren't living in his apartment right now. I said okay. I went home kind of late--almost midnight.
While brushing my teeth, my phone starts ringing. I didn't want to wake up the roommates, so I just grabbed it--toothpaste in my mouth and all--to see who it was. It was B.. He's probably wondering if I got home okay, I think. I answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hey...It's B..I just wanted to tell you that I had a really great time tonight and...I've been thinking a lot about you lately. And you're an amazing girl. And the next time we go out, I want it to be in a different context."
Oh no, this isn't happening, this isn't happening. Toothpaste mouthwash uncontrollably leaves my mouth and drips on the floor. I am speechless for seconds.
"Okay," I say.
"Okay. Great. I'll call you." He hangs up.
NNNOOOOOOOO!!!!! You really did it this time, God. It was only a post ago that I wish guys would like me. Now here's one who likes me, and, leave it to me to like his best friend. A pickle if I ever saw one. What do I do? How do I proceed? B.'s a great guy and all, and I like him, but not in the way I like Scooter, his best friend. God, why do they have to be best friends?!?!?!?!
I called Cherilin. We talked and analyzed the situation. I joked that I need another person to help me on one relationship. I'll probably need a team of consultants. DAMN! I just got off the phone with B. He wants to have dinner tonight, and I said yes. AAAHHH!! OH MY GOD, WHAT IS GOING ON!!!! I'm not ready for this. Why the hell did I say yes? I don't want to have dinner tonight. I was perfectly happy with staying at home and trying to figure out my next possible moves, but he calls and asks me to dinner. God, help me.
I can't get my head around this. I took advantage of Spare the Air again today. Walked from Pier 39 to the Ferry building--that's 39 piers--hoping that I could come up with one amazing solution where B. does not get hurt and friendships aren't damaged forever. Nothing. I'm just going to have to break it to him tonight, after dinner, which hopefully I'll pay for myself and it won't be too expensive. I like him, but only as a friend.
As for Scooter...I don't think anything can happen between us now that B. has made his feelings known for me. I really like Scooter, but if that meant hurting B....I just can't go through with that.
Once a Prufrock, always a Prufrock. I am doomed to wander the earth alone. Wish me luck tonight.
We went to the movies together. It was a fun time. He's a cool guy. We talked about our movie ideas, had some laughs. He said that we should get together next week. He's been really bored--he's not taking summer school, doesn't have a job, and his roommates aren't living in his apartment right now. I said okay. I went home kind of late--almost midnight.
While brushing my teeth, my phone starts ringing. I didn't want to wake up the roommates, so I just grabbed it--toothpaste in my mouth and all--to see who it was. It was B.. He's probably wondering if I got home okay, I think. I answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hey...It's B..I just wanted to tell you that I had a really great time tonight and...I've been thinking a lot about you lately. And you're an amazing girl. And the next time we go out, I want it to be in a different context."
Oh no, this isn't happening, this isn't happening. Toothpaste mouthwash uncontrollably leaves my mouth and drips on the floor. I am speechless for seconds.
"Okay," I say.
"Okay. Great. I'll call you." He hangs up.
NNNOOOOOOOO!!!!! You really did it this time, God. It was only a post ago that I wish guys would like me. Now here's one who likes me, and, leave it to me to like his best friend. A pickle if I ever saw one. What do I do? How do I proceed? B.'s a great guy and all, and I like him, but not in the way I like Scooter, his best friend. God, why do they have to be best friends?!?!?!?!
I called Cherilin. We talked and analyzed the situation. I joked that I need another person to help me on one relationship. I'll probably need a team of consultants. DAMN! I just got off the phone with B. He wants to have dinner tonight, and I said yes. AAAHHH!! OH MY GOD, WHAT IS GOING ON!!!! I'm not ready for this. Why the hell did I say yes? I don't want to have dinner tonight. I was perfectly happy with staying at home and trying to figure out my next possible moves, but he calls and asks me to dinner. God, help me.
I can't get my head around this. I took advantage of Spare the Air again today. Walked from Pier 39 to the Ferry building--that's 39 piers--hoping that I could come up with one amazing solution where B. does not get hurt and friendships aren't damaged forever. Nothing. I'm just going to have to break it to him tonight, after dinner, which hopefully I'll pay for myself and it won't be too expensive. I like him, but only as a friend.
As for Scooter...I don't think anything can happen between us now that B. has made his feelings known for me. I really like Scooter, but if that meant hurting B....I just can't go through with that.
Once a Prufrock, always a Prufrock. I am doomed to wander the earth alone. Wish me luck tonight.
mercredi, juillet 19, 2006
a blogging mood
I'm in a blogging mood right now. I just don't want to study for tomorrow's test actually. Biked to Trader Joe's and to see our new townhouse nearby it. It looks like a dump. The townhouse, I mean. All the other townhouses that surround it are gorgeous, but this one is...not so. I don't think anyone is living in it right now. I guess it just needs a little TLC. We'll make it a beauty. Bought honey and dried apricots at Trader Joe's. Yum. Not together though. The honey goes with the tea.
Ever since my stomach flu or food poisoning, whatever it was, I've been really careful about what I'm eating. Making sure it's cooked and clean. Healthy stuff. I've never been so scared to eat! I've lost two pounds since last week (because of the clean eating--I'm not starving myself, like that would happened).
Also, I've been biking everywhere and LOVING it! As a result, my legs are getting kind of too muscular. At home, I was looking in the full-length mirror at home, and my quads are huge! It's kind of disgusting. I showed my brother my quads to which he said, "They're like a matador's." AAAHHH! I set a goal to have a flat tummy and toned arms and legs by next summer--my cousins are planning to go to Hawaii, and I want to go with. I've got pics of Angelina Jolie as Lara Croft on my wall to inspire me. She's muscular and kicks ass.
Tomorrow, I bike to West Portal to get some more vegetables. Yum. I think I'll try making stir-fry the way my Mom makes. It'll be an adventure. I always pass by hair salons there, and I must fight the urge to get a haircut. I really want to grow my hair out nice and long--the reason is stupid and lame--very un-Elaine--but it's the truth: I'm growing it out because guys like girls with long hair. There, I admit it. I'm doing it so that I can be more attractive to guys. I know my short hair isn't doing it. And I miss long hair. God, I'm lame. I'm lame, and I'm twenty, and still never been kissed and growing my hair out hoping that it would make boys like me. Oh well...Wish me luck!
things I'm reading:
1. Sociology text
2. Rebel Without a Crew by Robert Rodriguez
3. American Cinematographer magazine (July issue)
things that are yummy:
1. spring salad
2. nectarines
3. vietnamese coffee
Ever since my stomach flu or food poisoning, whatever it was, I've been really careful about what I'm eating. Making sure it's cooked and clean. Healthy stuff. I've never been so scared to eat! I've lost two pounds since last week (because of the clean eating--I'm not starving myself, like that would happened).
Also, I've been biking everywhere and LOVING it! As a result, my legs are getting kind of too muscular. At home, I was looking in the full-length mirror at home, and my quads are huge! It's kind of disgusting. I showed my brother my quads to which he said, "They're like a matador's." AAAHHH! I set a goal to have a flat tummy and toned arms and legs by next summer--my cousins are planning to go to Hawaii, and I want to go with. I've got pics of Angelina Jolie as Lara Croft on my wall to inspire me. She's muscular and kicks ass.
Tomorrow, I bike to West Portal to get some more vegetables. Yum. I think I'll try making stir-fry the way my Mom makes. It'll be an adventure. I always pass by hair salons there, and I must fight the urge to get a haircut. I really want to grow my hair out nice and long--the reason is stupid and lame--very un-Elaine--but it's the truth: I'm growing it out because guys like girls with long hair. There, I admit it. I'm doing it so that I can be more attractive to guys. I know my short hair isn't doing it. And I miss long hair. God, I'm lame. I'm lame, and I'm twenty, and still never been kissed and growing my hair out hoping that it would make boys like me. Oh well...Wish me luck!
things I'm reading:
1. Sociology text
2. Rebel Without a Crew by Robert Rodriguez
3. American Cinematographer magazine (July issue)
things that are yummy:
1. spring salad
2. nectarines
3. vietnamese coffee
dimanche, juillet 16, 2006
food poisoning?
That wedding food did not sit well with me. They had Peruvian and Indian food. It was very tasty, but I woke up this morning feeling like they were battling it out in my stomach. It was the worst feeling ever. I just finished eating a meal--Mom made me eat even though I didn't feel like it. It's the only thing I've eaten today. I feel gross. Hope it's not food poisoning.
There was a hot waiter at the wedding that looked like Christian Bale. The resemblance was uncanny. He took my plate away and got real close asking if the person next to me was finished--she had left. I said I didn't know. He smiled. Lovely, lovely. I was hoping he'd come back when that lady came back, but he didn't. Oh well.
Scooter called me when I was out shopping with Mom. He thought that I wanted to finished the test roll this weekend, but I told him I meant next weekend and that I'm not in SF. Tomorrow, I'm going over to his place to finish the roll of film. He said he wasn't feeling well, and I told him to drink tea and juice. He's so lovely. We hung up. A minute later, he calls me again and apologizes because he meant to call someone. What a dork.
There was a hot waiter at the wedding that looked like Christian Bale. The resemblance was uncanny. He took my plate away and got real close asking if the person next to me was finished--she had left. I said I didn't know. He smiled. Lovely, lovely. I was hoping he'd come back when that lady came back, but he didn't. Oh well.
Scooter called me when I was out shopping with Mom. He thought that I wanted to finished the test roll this weekend, but I told him I meant next weekend and that I'm not in SF. Tomorrow, I'm going over to his place to finish the roll of film. He said he wasn't feeling well, and I told him to drink tea and juice. He's so lovely. We hung up. A minute later, he calls me again and apologizes because he meant to call someone. What a dork.
mercredi, juillet 12, 2006
back to normal
I'm over my mistakes. I'm trying to think of that quote in "Batman Begins" that Batman's dad use to say to him. The one about falling and getting back up. I don't want to attempt to write it here and butcher it, but that's the one that best sums up what I'm feeling right now. I am learning from my mistakes.
Meanwhile, class (singular) is going well. I really like this one because it's interesting: sociology. Lots of interesting statistics. No one else except you, dear reader, knows about my dropped class. As a result, people think that I'm not available from 12 to 3 on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. That's a good thing. Lately, I've been using that time to work on the super 8 film. Went "location scouting" today at the Ferry Building at Embarcadero. Lovely, expensive place. I thought that there would be a farmer's market. I wanted the girl in my film to be looking at all the fruit and maybe a shot of her eating an apple while looking at the boats. No farmer's market. They only do it on Saturday's.
Ate lunch at Taylor's Refresher. It was delicious: BLT, garlic fries, and a root beer float. I've been eating really good lately. Too good. Gained 6 lbs. this summer! Not cool. I haven't been excercising either. I'm trying to get back to being healthy and eating everything moderately. My cousins want to go to Hawaii next summer, and I'm invited. It would be really cool to have a flat stomach and toned arms. I know I can do it.
I leave Friday morning for home. Going to another wedding. Lovely. Toodles.
Meanwhile, class (singular) is going well. I really like this one because it's interesting: sociology. Lots of interesting statistics. No one else except you, dear reader, knows about my dropped class. As a result, people think that I'm not available from 12 to 3 on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. That's a good thing. Lately, I've been using that time to work on the super 8 film. Went "location scouting" today at the Ferry Building at Embarcadero. Lovely, expensive place. I thought that there would be a farmer's market. I wanted the girl in my film to be looking at all the fruit and maybe a shot of her eating an apple while looking at the boats. No farmer's market. They only do it on Saturday's.
Ate lunch at Taylor's Refresher. It was delicious: BLT, garlic fries, and a root beer float. I've been eating really good lately. Too good. Gained 6 lbs. this summer! Not cool. I haven't been excercising either. I'm trying to get back to being healthy and eating everything moderately. My cousins want to go to Hawaii next summer, and I'm invited. It would be really cool to have a flat stomach and toned arms. I know I can do it.
I leave Friday morning for home. Going to another wedding. Lovely. Toodles.
lundi, juillet 10, 2006
I mustn't stress out
I had the most amazing week away from the city: fun with the fam (mom's side), amazing weather (hot!), and a lovely wedding. It was problem-free, stress-free, and the food was free (home-cooked meals!).
And now I'm back, and all is chaos...
Started summer school today. Class was great, but I had to drop my other class because it won't count for my GE. I'll have to take another class this fall that will count. So, by the end of the summer, I'll be one class short of finishing my GE. Sucks. I'm really pissed off at myself for not knowing this sooner. I've wasted a bunch of my parents' money, and I'll be a junior who hasn't finished her GE, which is really embarassing. I'm mostly mad that I wasted Mom and Dad's money.
I'm scared to tell them that I dropped that class because I also dropped that other class in my last summer class session. I really don't want to tell them at all, but I hate keeping secrets from them. I figure that I'll really load up on classes this Fall--working on films will take the backseat because school is really super important. So here is my new list of priorities starting Fall:
1. School
2. Film
3. Finding a job, maybe.
For now, it's back to being frugal and buying less groceries. I have some clothes that are too big for me now, and I'll probably sell those at Crossroads for grocery money and film money. This new super 8 film is going to cost me (not a lot, thank God) but if I want to stay within budget I have to plan more. With one less class, that gives me more time to plan. God, help me.
On lighter, better things: the wedding in Napa was fab. I hung out with my cousins and was able to re-energize. The wedding got me thinking about marriage and how sacred and beautiful it is. I started tearing up when my cousin, the blushing bride, was walking down the aisle and the way she looked at her husband to be and the way he looked at her. It was cinematic and wonderful. I felt like they were totally ignoring the camera flashes, the priest, and all the people in attendance. They looked like they were in their own little world, the bride and the groom. When the time comes, it would be nice to share that sort of connection with someone. I'm not saying I can't wait to get married (because I can), I'm just excited for that time in my life where I'll be able to look at him (my future husband) and just know what he's thinking and share that bond with him that no one else can have. That's what they have now. And it's impenetrable and a wonder to watch them look at each other, talk to each other, like no one else exists but them.
And now I'm back, and all is chaos...
Started summer school today. Class was great, but I had to drop my other class because it won't count for my GE. I'll have to take another class this fall that will count. So, by the end of the summer, I'll be one class short of finishing my GE. Sucks. I'm really pissed off at myself for not knowing this sooner. I've wasted a bunch of my parents' money, and I'll be a junior who hasn't finished her GE, which is really embarassing. I'm mostly mad that I wasted Mom and Dad's money.
I'm scared to tell them that I dropped that class because I also dropped that other class in my last summer class session. I really don't want to tell them at all, but I hate keeping secrets from them. I figure that I'll really load up on classes this Fall--working on films will take the backseat because school is really super important. So here is my new list of priorities starting Fall:
1. School
2. Film
3. Finding a job, maybe.
For now, it's back to being frugal and buying less groceries. I have some clothes that are too big for me now, and I'll probably sell those at Crossroads for grocery money and film money. This new super 8 film is going to cost me (not a lot, thank God) but if I want to stay within budget I have to plan more. With one less class, that gives me more time to plan. God, help me.
On lighter, better things: the wedding in Napa was fab. I hung out with my cousins and was able to re-energize. The wedding got me thinking about marriage and how sacred and beautiful it is. I started tearing up when my cousin, the blushing bride, was walking down the aisle and the way she looked at her husband to be and the way he looked at her. It was cinematic and wonderful. I felt like they were totally ignoring the camera flashes, the priest, and all the people in attendance. They looked like they were in their own little world, the bride and the groom. When the time comes, it would be nice to share that sort of connection with someone. I'm not saying I can't wait to get married (because I can), I'm just excited for that time in my life where I'll be able to look at him (my future husband) and just know what he's thinking and share that bond with him that no one else can have. That's what they have now. And it's impenetrable and a wonder to watch them look at each other, talk to each other, like no one else exists but them.
lundi, juillet 03, 2006
woo-hoo for keeping busy!
Big day today. Big week, actually. AR., LV., and B. are throwing a July 4th BBQ. Then we're going to Fisherman's Wharf to watch the fireworks. Lovely. I've got a final on Wednesday, and then I leave that afternoon for Napa, where my cousin is getting married. She's getting married on Thursday. I'm doing one of the readins at the Mass! I'm excited. Mom bought me a lovely dress that's very Grecian. It's a little low-cut, but I'll be comfortable with a sweater on.
Things to do today:
1. Type up my script notes for P.
2. Clean room and closet
3. Study for final
4. Work on super 8 storyboard
5. Meet Scooter!
Scooter called me up yesterday and wanted to start working on the super 8 film. AAAHH!! I haven't even storyboarded or anything--I've been gone for the past weekend, hanging out with my parents who are up here for the wedding. He's coming over, and we're going to talk about the camera and buy some super 8 film to test on the camera--strictly business! I mean, we'll probably talk about other stuff, but yeah. I need to get stuff ready so that I'm prepared, and he won't think I have a bad work ethic. I mean, we're putting our money into this thing, so we really got to be prepared. So I better stop blogging...Later friends!
Things to do today:
1. Type up my script notes for P.
2. Clean room and closet
3. Study for final
4. Work on super 8 storyboard
5. Meet Scooter!
Scooter called me up yesterday and wanted to start working on the super 8 film. AAAHH!! I haven't even storyboarded or anything--I've been gone for the past weekend, hanging out with my parents who are up here for the wedding. He's coming over, and we're going to talk about the camera and buy some super 8 film to test on the camera--strictly business! I mean, we'll probably talk about other stuff, but yeah. I need to get stuff ready so that I'm prepared, and he won't think I have a bad work ethic. I mean, we're putting our money into this thing, so we really got to be prepared. So I better stop blogging...Later friends!
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