stonefolks

It's late.

I am making a lot of money.

Like woah.

I don't know what is real. I can't touch what I feel. I hide behind the shield of my illusions.

I used to be able to coherently express myself. Then again, I used to not be so inwardly involved. I used to talk about the vastness of the ever-spreading universe. I used to smile into the sunshine and frown into the snow. Nothing is so simple anymore.

In good news, I hardly think about you anymore. Except when I see parking meters.

I have a job. It is a great job. It is a job so job-like that I will be given monies for my labors. REAL ACTUAL MONIES. I haven't started yet, but even now I know I will enjoy it. Because I will be paid. I will be paid in monies.

The days of laboring for small bags of rice or on occasion a few eggs, OVER! 

I am so excited. I will be working as a photographer for Dixie Stampede. Taking pictures, but also selling them, and putting them in the little envelopes.  The interview went ridiculously well. I think I will be a good salesperson. Even now, you are bending to my will. You can't even tell, I'm just that great at it.

Anyway. That is the proverbial that.

 only trust the sun

 

So yeah... More college-search type things going on. 

I really really hope that we get to have physics next year. Wouldn't that be just amazing! I mean, I have no intention of slacking off just because I am going to be a senior. I am going to have:

Dual Enrollment Comp. I and II
Dual Enrollment American History
Dual Enrollment Western Civ
Chemistry II
Physics (I HOPE BEYOND HOPE.)
Pre-Cal
Calculus
Virtual Enterprise (Economics if I don't make it into that class. UGH.)

That's a pretty heavy course-load. Still, I am happy that I am taking Pre-Cal and Calculus as a senior, because I know just exactly how serious I was as a sophomore >>.

I just wish I could, you know, do everything... And just aquire knowledge for the rest of my life. Wouldn't that be grand? Trust me, it definitely would.


In other news! My grandmother has been hiding her COMPLETE COLLECTION OF SIMON&GARFUNKEL from me for, what would seem to be, YEARS! She hadn't even opened it. She doesn't really care for CDs, methinks.

>( But! I am taking The Captain straight over there tomorrow and ripping it (shredding it) onto there like a mad-maniac. Sam is getting copies. Oh yes. 'Sides, I want Stonefolks: The Great Mrs Felton Family Degreasing to have a little of their folksome influence. So he had better study-up. Wouldn't that be hella sweet. (I will take this one: YES. YES IT WOULD.)

I also want to make a short film about love in unlikely places. Which SEEMS unoriginal, but hey, I haven't mentioned the very hush-hush part (I'll give you a hint... it starts with an "s" and ends in a "cholar's bowl"). Though that alone wouldn't be enough and we need some Twister, marshmallow cereal, candy corn, meteor showers, and trials. Oh yeah, some tribulations as well. (This kid is having a tough time not making a Star Trek pun here. Something like: "It also involves tiny, round, furry creatures. and their sexual uses" But I know that would put you off. So I vow I won't.) This is a non-biographical thing here. Though I believe that, as artists, we all draw some influences from our lives and our experience. Which I don't have much of... In either filmmaking or love. But whatever. ---

--- Okay, I'm back. I got distracted. It was only like ten minutes though. 

Which reminds me! I have some schweet NASA mission patches, but I can't decide what most priveledged of garments I should adorn with them. I will give the matter more thought. I also need to regain a penpal (COUGH) and use a few more of my NASA postcards. Heck, I could probably just do that without waiting for a reply to my last letter and WONDERFUL burnt CD. >( Woah. I just used the word "heck" Schweeeet!

Oh speaking (belatedly) of love in unlikely places. I need to SHARE a couple of short films with you. One of them I can definitely get, and the other I probably can't. We'll see. ---

---Okay, I don't know exactly if html works in here because I have never tried to embed a video before. This is a two-part thing. I am pretty confident the part 2/2 will come up on the rolodex thing (oh, come on, you know what I am saying!)

WELL! HTML DOESN'T WORK! SO, in light of this... I will make a link. I will even make it all cool and fancy and make a text name, since I feel bad that you can't just hit play like what would be all logical. Oh yeah, this is only just slightly homosexual. It is very innocent though. It makes me squeal. And I don't do squealing, typically. 

Davy and Stu *dies of a cute heart attack* 

Wow. Sorry, that turned out pretty corny, I'm leaving it, though... Just 'cause I hate editing myself. 

Okay as long as we are doing link we should be fine on this one, too. The only place I have ever seen this short film is on LOGO channel's website. Again, it's very innocent. I like that *dies* but THIS gem of film-craft takes place in a post-apocalyptic society... I won't explain any further, It's one of my all-time favorites. Just watch it. Just do it. Go ahead. Click. Go for it. What could you possibly have to lose. Yeah, nothin'. Just watch it.

http://www.logoonline.com/shows/events/short_films/details.jhtml?cid=1554548&popThis=popVideo(1380555)

Right, for some reason it's being dumb. Just copy/paste. GO AHEAD. IT'S WORTH THE FIVE OR SIX KEYSTROKES. I PRAWMISS. I DUZZ.

I am so sorry for rambling like this. I am just in a cheerful mood!

 The sun is shining, and I am indoors, trying to fill out a scholarship application :\ It isn't very fun at all. They are all asking me what I want to be when I grow up. I really don't know. I like everything! I like to write, and read, and I like drawing and art, and I love all sorts of sciences and math. I like everything I come into contact with... Right now, I am really leaning toward the science part... But then, maybe I would do better as a writer... But that isn't very practical. Honestly though, the most reliable job these days is managing McDonalds. Ok, there's ONE thing I don't want to do.

I want a job that I wake up to every morning excited and passionate about. I know neither of my parents (A mailman, and a secretary. OH! Excuse me! a rural mail carrier and administrative assistant) feel that way about their jobs. I know onceI am out there in the real world, MONEY is going to be what really matters. Or so I am told. That is why, though I would be enthused about writing every day, I don't think it would lend to my overall happiness, since it is such a fickle occupation. 

I should just choose. I mean, it isn't like because I put down one little thing on one little application I will be tied to it for life, right? RIGHT?

Okay, hopefully this is interesting. I wanted to post something interesting. This is a picture of me, with a stream of consciousness all around me and all in my shadows. But whatever. A lot of it was mispelled, because I didn't want to edit it. But yeah...

Soon, very soon, I will change this here layout... Won't be long now.

Well, technically, no one is ever going to read this. I hope. Wouldn't that be embarassing? 

Ah. I guess what I am trying to say here is... I have nothing to say. 

Maybe I will post something interesting on here in future. Probably not, though. I've had about 10 accounts on here. It's sad. Hm. Okay. I will set Livejournal as one of my homepages, maybe that will make me remember to post stuff. Three cheers for tabbed browsing! 

Goodbye.