Today is the last day of Thanksgiving break, and I am more than thankful for that fact. Being away from home is hard for the most part, but coming home is even harder. I ran into people I no longer have the desire to speak to, and lost touch with people I never thought I would. It is a strange feeling when you lose the connection you had with people in school and those you saw every weekend. Maybe I am realizing this before most because I don't see everyone every other day, or run into them at the store, instead when I come home I am lucky to even see Jill anymore, and most of the time try to avoid get togethers. The older you get and find yourself, the more you realize how different all of us truly are, and that realization hit me full throttle this break. Sitting in silence at a table with friends you were with everyday in high school and no longer having anything in common, other than home, is such an awkward feeling. It doesn't make you sad, or angry, but it doesn't feel good either. I can honestly say that I miss my old friendships, but all of those friendships were between people that I no longer know, and now as we move through life we find new friendships that work with the people we are today. I don't mean to offend anyone with this blog by any means. I am simply "memoing" (new word) life as I see it now, and lately I've seen a lot of things change.
Tomorrow I head back to New York to finish up the fall semester, and I am more than ready!
Hopefully finals go smoothly and I get to remain in the Dramatic Writing program...if not then I plan to live in my parent's basement and never leave the house.
The next two weeks are going to be awfully busy especially with Christmas coming up. I can't wait to head into the city next weekend and see the tree! Everytime I am in the city I realize once again why I need to be there.
I wish everyone the best and hope you have safe journeys back to school!
- Olivia
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Positively 4th Street...
This song has always makes me think. It's a good one, listen to it if you haven't.
Thanksgiving break is only two weeks away and the closer it gets the more apprehensive I feel about coming home. I suppose the best way to explain how I feel is that I miss home, meaning my house, family, and my few close friends, but I am not so sure I miss much else about "home". When I first got here I couldn't imagine staying here for four years. I couldn't see myself being away from the comfort of The Cove, but now that I am enjoying myself, and I appreciate the opportunity, I am finding that leaving The Cove/PA was one of the best things that could have happened to me, and maybe this is why I am feeling nervous about break. I have changed a lot here and am certainly not the same person I was in highschool/freshmen year and I have a feeling that several people won't be accepting of that, which is fine, I don't plan on seeing those folks. Regardless, it's still an odd feeling. Seeing people you grew up with and knowing that you no longer have anything in common other than old memories while also acknowledging that old memories are what made you change, is a little hard to come to terms with. I've heard from honorable sources, my momma and my old man, that this is just a part of "growing up." I agree with that, but I also feel that I have finally found a place where I simply just fit. I did not fit in in high school no matter how much people thought I did. In fact...I HATED high school. There was absolutely nothing going for me in high school. There was no drama club, no film classes, no one that could talk to me about anything I was interested in. I simply did not fit, so I bounced around looking for the closest thing to friends I could find, and that is ok. Thats what we all do in high school, but now that I've finally found my nitch I don't want to go back. I love it here and I am happy. I know where I am going in life and I'll do it on my own knowing that there are people who love and support me and they are the ones who always have.
"Now I sit on the porch and watch the lightning-bugs fly.But I can't see too good, I got tears in my eyes. I'm leaving tomorrow but I don't wanna go. I love you, my town, you'll always live in my soul." Our Town, Iris Dement
Thanksgiving break is only two weeks away and the closer it gets the more apprehensive I feel about coming home. I suppose the best way to explain how I feel is that I miss home, meaning my house, family, and my few close friends, but I am not so sure I miss much else about "home". When I first got here I couldn't imagine staying here for four years. I couldn't see myself being away from the comfort of The Cove, but now that I am enjoying myself, and I appreciate the opportunity, I am finding that leaving The Cove/PA was one of the best things that could have happened to me, and maybe this is why I am feeling nervous about break. I have changed a lot here and am certainly not the same person I was in highschool/freshmen year and I have a feeling that several people won't be accepting of that, which is fine, I don't plan on seeing those folks. Regardless, it's still an odd feeling. Seeing people you grew up with and knowing that you no longer have anything in common other than old memories while also acknowledging that old memories are what made you change, is a little hard to come to terms with. I've heard from honorable sources, my momma and my old man, that this is just a part of "growing up." I agree with that, but I also feel that I have finally found a place where I simply just fit. I did not fit in in high school no matter how much people thought I did. In fact...I HATED high school. There was absolutely nothing going for me in high school. There was no drama club, no film classes, no one that could talk to me about anything I was interested in. I simply did not fit, so I bounced around looking for the closest thing to friends I could find, and that is ok. Thats what we all do in high school, but now that I've finally found my nitch I don't want to go back. I love it here and I am happy. I know where I am going in life and I'll do it on my own knowing that there are people who love and support me and they are the ones who always have.
"Now I sit on the porch and watch the lightning-bugs fly.But I can't see too good, I got tears in my eyes. I'm leaving tomorrow but I don't wanna go. I love you, my town, you'll always live in my soul." Our Town, Iris Dement
Sunday, November 1, 2009
So I'll leave you with a smile, kiss you on the cheek, and you'll call it treason...
Today I did absolutely nothing! I woke up and went for a long walk then watched Shawshank Redemption. This past weekend was semi-exciting. Friday night we party hopped, and Saturday I went to a costume/birhday party that lasted maybe two hours befor the campus police made us leave. =( Thats never fun, but it happens. Below is one of my assignments from Screenwriting. We had to write a scene with no dialogue, which was fun. Enjoy and have a nice week! Its November!!!!
FADE IN:
INT. BEDROOM OF AUDREY JOHNSON – MORNING
It is 8:00 in the morning and AUDREY JOHNSON, a 22 year old plain Jane, is lying on her bed in a deep sleep, arms and legs sprawled. Her French bulldog, MARIE ANTOINETTE, lies at the foot of the bed in the same position as her master. The two’s snores are oddly in unison.
Audrey’s bedroom, part of her shabby one bedroom apartment, is just large enough to fit in her full sized bed including the brass bed frame, a dresser she found on the street for free, and her childhood nightstand that barely reaches the bed. Her tiny room is kept rather neat considering the insufficient amount of space. The only window in her room refuses to close completely leaving a constant draft in the room and the need for an abundance of blankets.
INSERT - A shot of the clock shows it change from 8:00 to 8:01 signaling a blaring alarm.
Audrey and Marie Antoinette awake violently, Marie Antoinette barking and prancing in circles with confusion. The dog is obviously older and suffers from inner ear problems causing her balance to be off. She falls over several times, but the situation seems to be a daily routine.
Audrey quickly stumbles out of bed while Marie Antoinette continues to bark, fall over, bark, fall over…
CUT TO:
INT: BATHROOM – MORNING
Audrey sits on the toilet that is close enough to the sink that she is brushing her teeth at the same time. When she is finished she attempts to spit into the sink, but misses and spits on her night gown. Forgetting to wipe, Audrey stands and moves toward the shower while removing her night gown. She hops into the shower and gasps forgetting it is December and the hot water takes time.
CUT TO:
INT: KITCHEN – MORNING
Audrey, wearing a skirt and sweater, rushes around her kitchen searching for Marie Antoinette’s leash. Marie Antoinette tries following Audrey, but stumbles too often to keep up. Finally discovering the leash in the kitchen sink, Audrey attaches it to Marie Antoinette’s collar and storms out of the apartment literally dragging the unbalanced dog behind her.
CUT TO:
EXT: FRONT OF APARTMENT BUILDING – MORNING
Audrey impatiently waits for Marie Antoinette to find a spot to do her business, but every time the feeble dog squats she topples over reinitiating the bowel movement process. A group of children waiting at the bus stop watch and giggle as Audrey encourages Marie.
Audrey glances at her watch noticing she is soon to be late for her interview with NBC. She tugs Marie Antoinette’s leash just as Marie finally settles into a steady squat.
CUT TO:
EXT: FRONT OF NBC HEADQUARTERS – MORNING
Audrey gets out of a cab hurriedly and rushes into the building, making her interview just in time.
FADE OUT:
FADE IN:
INT. BEDROOM OF AUDREY JOHNSON – MORNING
It is 8:00 in the morning and AUDREY JOHNSON, a 22 year old plain Jane, is lying on her bed in a deep sleep, arms and legs sprawled. Her French bulldog, MARIE ANTOINETTE, lies at the foot of the bed in the same position as her master. The two’s snores are oddly in unison.
Audrey’s bedroom, part of her shabby one bedroom apartment, is just large enough to fit in her full sized bed including the brass bed frame, a dresser she found on the street for free, and her childhood nightstand that barely reaches the bed. Her tiny room is kept rather neat considering the insufficient amount of space. The only window in her room refuses to close completely leaving a constant draft in the room and the need for an abundance of blankets.
INSERT - A shot of the clock shows it change from 8:00 to 8:01 signaling a blaring alarm.
Audrey and Marie Antoinette awake violently, Marie Antoinette barking and prancing in circles with confusion. The dog is obviously older and suffers from inner ear problems causing her balance to be off. She falls over several times, but the situation seems to be a daily routine.
Audrey quickly stumbles out of bed while Marie Antoinette continues to bark, fall over, bark, fall over…
CUT TO:
INT: BATHROOM – MORNING
Audrey sits on the toilet that is close enough to the sink that she is brushing her teeth at the same time. When she is finished she attempts to spit into the sink, but misses and spits on her night gown. Forgetting to wipe, Audrey stands and moves toward the shower while removing her night gown. She hops into the shower and gasps forgetting it is December and the hot water takes time.
CUT TO:
INT: KITCHEN – MORNING
Audrey, wearing a skirt and sweater, rushes around her kitchen searching for Marie Antoinette’s leash. Marie Antoinette tries following Audrey, but stumbles too often to keep up. Finally discovering the leash in the kitchen sink, Audrey attaches it to Marie Antoinette’s collar and storms out of the apartment literally dragging the unbalanced dog behind her.
CUT TO:
EXT: FRONT OF APARTMENT BUILDING – MORNING
Audrey impatiently waits for Marie Antoinette to find a spot to do her business, but every time the feeble dog squats she topples over reinitiating the bowel movement process. A group of children waiting at the bus stop watch and giggle as Audrey encourages Marie.
Audrey glances at her watch noticing she is soon to be late for her interview with NBC. She tugs Marie Antoinette’s leash just as Marie finally settles into a steady squat.
CUT TO:
EXT: FRONT OF NBC HEADQUARTERS – MORNING
Audrey gets out of a cab hurriedly and rushes into the building, making her interview just in time.
FADE OUT:
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