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Living in La has been very interesting.
I worked two jobs in a two week span, and quit both of them because of the poor work conditions. I got an illustration job, but dropped it because I was unsure if it was legit. I've started painting, doing a few quick pieces inspired by camille rose garcia, but I feel like my use of the media just wasn't right. I really wish I had had more focus in school on a specific medium, instead of jumping all over the place. It was great to learn different printing techniques, and fun stuff like digital sound production and preformance art, but none of them ended up being my forte, and I feel like I just wasted a lot of time and money.
I'm really close to being done packing, which is nice. the house is a home and living with ryan and joshy is amazing. I miss san francisco and all the wonderful people, but this new beginning is refreshing. I've been thinking a lot about something my mother said to me while I was having qualms about the move. Regarding losing my friends due to my total incapacity to keep in touch with people, she said something along the lines of, "if they were your real friends in the first place, they'll always be your friends". It was reassuring and one of the major components of my optimistic journey down south.
graduation is coming up, and I'm looking forward to the ceremony. Unfortunately my dad will be out of the country on business, but his fledgling company is really important right now, so I understand. It's partially my fault for not telling my parents ahead of time what the date was (although I wasn't entirely sure myself, I knew it would be in the beginning of may).
Last night josh ashish and I went to see one of ashish's school friends sing jazz at this rad little spot in hollywood called the dresden. There were some old guys there who acted like real mobsters. I felt like I was in a movie the whole time. I met a few nice girls, but felt somewhat out of place. The culture of la is so different, and the people here have this essence that kind of scares me. In san francisco I wasn't scared of most people I met (something that I had to get over from years of debilitating shyness), I got used to the vibe and felt comfortable in most environments. Here I feel like a fish out of water. or maybe a better analogy, a fish who was in this awesome little creek and got swept out into a big ol' ocean....
ok I lost track of what I was thinking. ramble ramble ramble.
time to play ukulele, take a shower, and then get productive.
I worked two jobs in a two week span, and quit both of them because of the poor work conditions. I got an illustration job, but dropped it because I was unsure if it was legit. I've started painting, doing a few quick pieces inspired by camille rose garcia, but I feel like my use of the media just wasn't right. I really wish I had had more focus in school on a specific medium, instead of jumping all over the place. It was great to learn different printing techniques, and fun stuff like digital sound production and preformance art, but none of them ended up being my forte, and I feel like I just wasted a lot of time and money.
I'm really close to being done packing, which is nice. the house is a home and living with ryan and joshy is amazing. I miss san francisco and all the wonderful people, but this new beginning is refreshing. I've been thinking a lot about something my mother said to me while I was having qualms about the move. Regarding losing my friends due to my total incapacity to keep in touch with people, she said something along the lines of, "if they were your real friends in the first place, they'll always be your friends". It was reassuring and one of the major components of my optimistic journey down south.
graduation is coming up, and I'm looking forward to the ceremony. Unfortunately my dad will be out of the country on business, but his fledgling company is really important right now, so I understand. It's partially my fault for not telling my parents ahead of time what the date was (although I wasn't entirely sure myself, I knew it would be in the beginning of may).
Last night josh ashish and I went to see one of ashish's school friends sing jazz at this rad little spot in hollywood called the dresden. There were some old guys there who acted like real mobsters. I felt like I was in a movie the whole time. I met a few nice girls, but felt somewhat out of place. The culture of la is so different, and the people here have this essence that kind of scares me. In san francisco I wasn't scared of most people I met (something that I had to get over from years of debilitating shyness), I got used to the vibe and felt comfortable in most environments. Here I feel like a fish out of water. or maybe a better analogy, a fish who was in this awesome little creek and got swept out into a big ol' ocean....
ok I lost track of what I was thinking. ramble ramble ramble.
time to play ukulele, take a shower, and then get productive.