Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Wanna grow up to be biiiiig~

Ahaha, so this subject has kind of been dwelling on my mind, on and off for the past several months. What do I want to be when I grow up?

I'm 17, almost 18. I'm nearly an adult and I still don't really feel like I've grown up at all. But whether or not I feel that way, I'm running out of time to decide that sort of thing. I know I've said I've mostly decided, but mostly still means there's room for those other dreams to gang up on you and make you sway.

So, what did I did I say I wanted to grow up to be when I was younger?

A dolphin.

I kid you not. I have very vivid memories of telling everyone I knew about how I wanted to grow up to be a dolphin. Not just any dolphin, but I was going to 'grow up to be a baby dolphin'.

In some ways, I don't think my way of thinking has changed much since then. I'm still rather illogical. Like, instead of picking a steady, decent paying career field, I'm looking to settle in a highly competitive and difficult field of stardom.

Actually, I AM settling in the stardom. The question for me right now is: What aspect of this dazzling kingdom do I want to be a part of? It's a hard question. There are so many aspects of it that I love.

I love film. Every aspect of it. Filming, editing, acting. I do actually want to do things like audition for movies. It's not just backstage for me, it's front stage too.

I'm not really sure where I"m heading right now. I'm taking a dance class, maybe two. It's exciting, really! Dancing is one of the few forms of exercise I actually enjoy.

I honestly don't know if I can make it big. I want to and if I let that want become strong enough, I can make it. But it's hard, already. I got a late start and I'm the kind of person who needs someone to hold my hand, to be my cheerleader.

But we'll see what happens.

On a random side note, I got a hair cut. My little sister, Kimmi, gave it to me. I really like it. I kind of look like a guy in the picture I took on my webcam.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

...I really have no idea what to post about.

I'm kind of hungry.

Doesn't that make this post epic?

I figured I'm allowed to have at least one post of complete fail every now and then.

On a brighter, slightly slippery note, I'm an expensive girl. Bring it!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Feeling that way.

And update on my life? I have footage for two music videos and a CM. I'm working on the Primary Kids MV, which is currently stressing me out. Due to technical difficulties, I'm still loading the footage onto AVID. I have until the day after tomorrow.

Woe is me.

After that, I don't really have deadlines, since the other two are simply personal projects. The CM probably would only take a day or two, and the other music video is just crazy fun.

On that note, I found something I really, really want. Well, several things.

One thing I really need, and I mean this as a real need, is a new power cord. Mine got screwed and we can't get a new one right now. Guys, it's kinda hard to make and edit videos when  you have to depend on a shared power cord with your dad, who works on the computer fulltime.

Another thing that would be great for my budding film career. A camera!~ But really, me getting a decent camcorder is so impossible right now. But then a friend of mine suggested something. I looked it up, fell in love, and now I'm looking to get my hands on THIS -

Small with good quality, I looked into a ton of reviews, and for the level I'm on, it's good enough. It's also several hundred dollars cheaper then my alternatives. While borrowing my sister's camera, I really did realize how many ideas come to you when you have the actual chance to capture it! So I really, really want it. It'd be a nice start to my budding career, no?

Also, I want a mic. Or a decent recording device. One has to have good audio for things and camera mics just aren't good enough!

I think that's about it for now?

I'm waiting for this crap to lad so I can make it.

By the way, Val, if you read this. How do you get this blog to post in your FB notes? Or do you just post a note AND this post?

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

My style, my stage, so fresh, so clean.

My hair.

That is what this post is going to be about. You might wonder why I'm wasting an entire post on my hair. The answer to that is: I would like to keep this regularly updated and that is all I can think of right at this moment.

So yeah! My hair. The picture above isn't actually all that accurate. It was taken at the end of June and my hair grows very quickly.

I'm actually really proud of my hair. I used to hate it when I was young, wanting to be a blond or a red head. To this day, I still think I should have been a red head, but I've come to love the hair I have. Not brown, but not black either. Dark chocolate. If it gets really long, I start going blond at the tips.

I used to also want the flowy, willowy straight hair. If the picture above doesn't show it well enough...Well, let me just tell you I have dense, extremely curly hair. Again, something I've learned to love just as much. I keep it short, because I think it looks better and it's easier to maintain.

I'm not the only person who loves my hair. My hair is probably my only truly attractive feature. I get more compliments about my hair then anything else. I've had complete strangers come up to me to say how much they love my hair. If they're teenage boys, they might possibly even grope it. This usually results in a scolding, since I don't particularly like people touching my hair without express permission.

What makes my hair stand out?

Well, it's 100% natural. Since I've never permed, asian permed, dyed, or done anything else to it, this is pretty much as real as one's hair can get. It really is that curly. I think the only difference between my hair in the pic and my hair with no styling products is that my hair without mousse in it frizzes into a fro. No fun, guys, no fun. That was a nice thing about being in Cali. NO HUMIDITY.

Aaaah....I think I'll keep my hair short. In fact, I want it cut right now...but anyways. Night for me. Goodnight, Moon.