"Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself"
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Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

My mother just requested me on Facebook...

Nothing more interesting to say... Summer lingers on in Los Angeles.

** I always get the same cute bank teller at Chase in Culver City. She knows all of the intimate details of my financial life and I kind of feel like we're in a serious relationship.

** I always end up spending twice as long at any Trader Joe's other than my own on La Brea trying to figure out where everything is. I also get really angry whenever my TJ's changes anything (ex. switching the the bread aisle with the coffee aisle. Why?!). I always spent at least ten minutes waiting for someone to vacate one of the ten available spots in the parking lot.

** I'm find myself anticipating the next wave in the political tides. In the adult world, these issues seem to flood all other aspects of daily life. (Ex. 9/11, Global Warming, Recession)

** My mother just friend requested me on Facebook. My brother and sister have accepted said request. I on the other hand would just rather listen to my mother talk about how many "fake friends" she has than grant her access into my highly public world. I also secretly like keeping my mother guessing.

** Whether or not I stay in Los Angeles for the long term, I will always think of the city as....
1) Miracle Mile - because it's my neighborhood and home. I love the barred windows on the first floors of the duplexes and the fact that I can stand on my roof and see all parts of the city.
2) Culver City - because Culver was the original Hollywood and I feel like the industry still exists here in a less bastardized form than in the rest of the city. Also, the countless days spent working here and enjoying the downtown area, sitting outside with a cup of coffee or having a drink.
3) West Hollywood - because this area grew on me. Because despite the stereotypes and assumptions about the area, it really is a beautiful community with a number of significant memories from all areas in my life.

Not enough to write about on their own. Just a bunch of thoughts. Hope your week is going well!

Friday, August 1, 2008

Uprooted



I was born and raised in the East. East Coast that is. Outside Philly in a little town called King of Prussia. There's a mall - sometimes you'll see the name in tandem with Paris - Milan - London in fashion spreads. Stop laughing. You think I'm kidding?

I just graduated from Emerson College and have spent the last few months doing what millions of tired, overeager, in-debt 20-somethings do: move to Los Angeles to pursue my dreams. What dream is that? I think financial stability would be the first thing in mind. Still, a career in the entertainment industry doesn't exactly put me in the vicinity of money anytime soon.


Long story short: I've been uprooted again. Thinking all the grey (gray?), hazy questions in my life would vanish with the clouds as I traveled above the earth was a big mistake. Things are just as confusing and difficult as they were in high school, college and now, in what the masses commonly refer to as "real life."

So now: Finished my last class a week ago. Working for a music video and commerical production company (how'd that happen?) and living with one of my best friends from college - who subsequently came out here on a whim to work as well. Couldn't have done it without her.


I miss the East Coast now and again. Why won't it rain here?