Starting over...

Funny how I so easily forgot about this. Also funny to read the previous posts I made. In the last year, I guess you could say that I've grown quite a bit. Which is the reason for deleting those posts and starting over new, with this.

I'm finally in a class that makes me so excited it's almost ridiculous. I'm like a little kid who's all excited to open presents on Christmas morning. The class is TV screenwriting. The teacher seems like a really funny guy who reminds me of one of my favorite teachers from high school. The class is going to be a bit hard. Our scripts are going to be critiqued in front of the class on the overhead, for all to see each others mistakes. I've heard this guy will show a ten page script with the first two pages completely crossed out. A bit intimidating. There is no book for the class, we're only required to buy script software which costs the same, if not more, as a new book. However, my dad two years ago for Christmas bought me Story: Substance, Structure, Style, and the Principles of Screenwriting by Robert McKee. I started re-reading it last night. I'm hoping listening to the suggestions/techniques in this book, my scripts won't be so horrible and the teacher will actually say they are good. The book is regarded as the best book on screenwriting so I can't see it hurting me any to read it. Ah, I'm just so excited to actually start working in this class. It will definitely be the class to get most of my attention this semester which probably shouldn't be the case. Anyway, I figure writing in this blog constantly will keep myself thinking and evaluating life which can only help me in writing scripts.

On a completely different note: I am entirely over this weather. Trying to walk down your parking lot that's a hill in black ice is not fun. At all. Or having it be pitch black at 6 p.m. and walking down a steep hill hoping to not hit black ice. Looks like I'll be figuring out the bus schedule. This winter has only resolidified my desire to live in California after college. I do best in warm weather, with palm trees. I miss the palm trees... a lot. I'm hoping to hear back soon about possibly getting an internship in LA this summer. If I do get it, words cannot describe how happy/excited I would be. I would really be following my dream. I realized that doing something like this has always been my dream but the odds of making it are against me. I think when you want something so bad and realize there is such a high rate of failure, you kind of shy away from actively pursuing it. Giving up before you really even give it a shot to save yourself from that failure. I realized all these other majors I said I wanted was doing just that. Going to something a bit more "safe" to succeed at. But why? I was never truly happy in those classes. Yes, I liked them but it wasn't this passion deep inside of me. So I have decided fuck it. This is my life, I am the only one who is able to make things I want happen. I know the life I want and I know how hard it is to get there. Taking the easy route for a life that I would be okay with but not love isn't what I want. I'd rather give it 110% for the life I want and fail, than give up before I even try and still end up not happy.

Don't palm trees just put you in an automatic good mood? Maybe it's just me...