Life has been somewhat eventful (but not really).
- I'm currently in a debate with my friends over whether or not I should go to prom. I know my mom isn't going to buy me a dress or shoes or anything, so if I go I'll have to pay for everything myself. Not a great thing when you only earn $60 or so a week because your bosses are so stupidly inconsistent with hours. My friends offered the idea of taking me shopping for vintage dresses because they know I couldn't refuse vintage dress shopping.
- I've developed an adoration for the Beat literary movement. By Beat, I mean Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, and William S. Burroughs. Kerouac is my favorite. On the Road is my favorite book, there is no doubt. I used to laugh at people that said that a certain book changed their life and look at me now, referencing a book that no one has read every 5 minutes of the day.
- Starting today, I love James Franco. I've never had a particular favorite male celebrity, but he's the coolest. He has a strange obsession with education, pursuing multiple degrees from top universities simultaneously (currently a pHd) and teaching a literature-film class at NYU at only 33! He also starred in some fantastic films, among them Howl, which is about Allen Ginsberg. He even hosted the 83rd Academy Awards. He's a great actor who is so passionate about the things he does, and he's one example of someone in Hollywood who has real depth. He isn't too bad to look at, either.
- I'm starting to do some art again. I went to the local art store and bought $50 worth of art supplies. I haven't taken an art class in 2 years, mind you, so my skills have severely deteriorated. It breaks my heart to realize that if I hadn't dropped art after 10th grade in favor of band , I could actually have been a decent artist at this point. I loved art more than I loved music too, so I don't know why I dropped art. Stupid scheduling conflicts.
- Tea is the best thing ever.
- I'm becoming more open about the things I'm interested in with the people around me. I used to be afraid of what people would think when I told them about what interests me. Now, I discuss books, movies, and music with some friends, and I've found that we have a lot of similar interests within those categories. We've already planned to see a few movies coming out at the local indie theatre in the next couple of months. Besides that, more people I know are starting to get to know me and my interests better. People know the books I like, the things I want to do, my favorite activities, and that makes me happy, because I feel it builds stronger relationships.
- I'm frustrated with the fact that I want to do so much, but don't have the time or the means to actually do it. I want a Polaroid camera, but don't have a lot of money to spend on film (they don't make Polaroids anymore, so film is hard to find and expensive). I want a DSLR camera (fancy digital photography camera), but Lord knows I'm not getting one of those anytime soon. I want to write and read all the unread books on my bookshelf, but don't have the time. I want to see movies, but don't have the time or money. It's frustrating, because all of these things probably won't help me earn a living, but I'm tired of school and I need enjoyment.
- I know that sometimes the things I write sound sad or depressed or whatever, but I'm really quite content with life right now. Sure, some things are frustrating, and I'm confused on a lot of stuff like my future and what will happen and friends and everything, but people have to grow up and face reality, even if it sucks sometimes.
Oh, and here's a picture of me with my favorite Beatles blanket.