Welcome to LIFE!

Ok, well, that's a little bit dramatic, but also a little bit approps. appropriate.
Guys, I graduated from COLLEGE. From UNIVERSITY. Oh yeah, woot! So what if I'm 26 and celebrating my B.A. It sometimes feels like I'm too old to be like "Woohoo!!! Graduation!!!" because I guess even I associate that with high schoolers and 21 year olds. But you know what? It's kinda a big deal. And because with a B.A. I am pretty B.A, if ya know what I mean!

Since the actual end of school, I have been working more and keeping busy with other life things. I've been thinking "well, I gotta do the whole look for a 'real' job thing now." This thought seems to be in a line of thought that sees Job as the substitute for School. As in, that's what I do, how I organize my time, that's how I will label myself, that'll be the thing I'm doing when I'm not doing my own stuff...aka dishes and church.

But, I'm beginning to think bigger than that, and that's really exciting. Now, don't get me wrong, I am going to still be looking for full time employment, maybe even doing something worthwhile. But I've been inspired, and well, I'll just break it down for you.

Everyone is always telling us, "follow your dreams! You can do whatever you put your mind to! Your imagination is the limit!" And I'm always like, "Yeah, ok, Disney. Calm down." But something has clicked inside me recently, causing me to take these ideas more to heart. I mean, I know I can't just believe hard enough! and become a princess...who can fly...and understand animals... But! I can pursue things that I want to do. I don't have to let myself or being "realistic" put limitations on myself.

For example, I would love to continue "filmmaking"or "visual storytelling," but it also freaks me out. I was offered a gig, the exact type of thing I'd love to do, and I even considered making excuses! "It'll be difficult to get off work." It won't. "I won't have the right equipment!" Well, I'll get it. "I'm not qualified." Well, I'm pretty dern close, and it's gonna be the perfect situation in which to learn and rise to the occasion. So, I didn't let myself make those excuses, although it would've been safe. It would've been easy. But I pushed myself just beyond the border of my squishy comfort zone and Bam! I took it--Camp videographer, here I come!

I hate to admit it, but another thing that has been an encouragement in dream-following has been the internet! I know, I know, I am not a big fan of technology myself. But, the internet connects people and makes certain resources more widely available. When I am with certain people and we are being hilarious (yes, of course) we say, "if only people could see this," or, "we're like a sitcom," or, "if only we had a reality show!" and the like. Of course, I bet everyone thinks they're funny, but we for real are, haha. And you know what? There's this site called YouTube where one CAN share videos of themselves with the world! And sometimes they're funny. And sometimes people aren't as cool as they think they are. Well, we shall see, shan't we.

Another internet-ism is Kickstarter, a website on which people can raise money for creative projects... such as documentaries and whatnot. You share your creativity, raise awareness, raise funds, and get to pursue a project you may have never had the chance to if you were just saving on your own here and there over the years.

I'm actually quite excited because my sister and I have big plans--BIG plans--and for the first time ever I'm not thinking "Yeah, that sounds nice, but...notgonnahappen."

Em. I'm like excited for real. Like Woah.

So, that's all I'm going to say about it for now.
I started off welcoming myself to life, but now, I should be saying,

"Watch out world! Here we come!"

Monday, Monday, so good to me

Today is my first day of work coming from my new home. I was so proud to be leaving on time, lunch packed, sweater grabbed, and bookbag stuffed with things for the day, the week. Half way through my 1:15 commute my stomach began to grumble, and I felt for my lunch bag where I hoped to rummage out my granola bar--breakfast. No... no... no! I left my lunch bag on the couch at home! In it was an entire package of lunch meat, an entire package of sliced muenster cheese, and an entire bottle of milk. I will be working in the office 4 days this week, and I thought I could simply buy that loaf of bread I needed in order to make lunches, and use the milk for cereal breakfasts. But now, almost a workweek's worth of poor-man's meals is done for. There is no way that food will be salvageable 12 hours later. To make matters worse, I'm broke this week. I was planning to spend only a few measly dollars on bread to get me through the week, and the loss of my sandwich fixins puts me back a bit. I'll have to get creative...er.

Last week I took my car in for a "check engine" light problem, which ended up costing me my savings account. I had been saving for a video camera (some of that money was specifically gifted to me for such), for a haircut, for traveling to see my friends, and maybe even for Disneyland! I had to borrow money to last me through payday, which won't be as big as it could've been if I hadn't gotten sick twice last week.

For being so classically down on my luck, however, I am quite lucky. God graced me with endurance, a good attitude, and headache-lessness on Saturday, our moving day. Our new home is coming together and feeling oh-so-homey. I have friends and family who can support me, emotionally and even financially when I need it. And, I have a jar of peanut butter in my work fridge, and a plastic spoon I found in my glove compartment. I think I'm gonna be allll right.