Second Chance.
Well, I'm still adapting to the "world of blogs." I feel like the people who constantly blog (AKA bloggers) are people with too much time on their hands and/or have issues. And yet, here I am ...hopping on the bandwagon. Maybe one day I will go back and read this and laugh at how "God Like" I thought I was.
This week panned out decently, and what made the week even better was knowing there are only 10 days left of classes. I am ready for a new adventure...which will most likely be me working and taking summer classes...not too thrilling like your typical adventure, but something new and exciting nonetheless. I had two days of shooting for Thomson West this week and I ended up missing a couple labs and class discussions. The shoots were long and tiring; a million outfit changes, having my hair brushed, sprayed, curled, straightened; my face powdered, eyelashes pulled, and lips blotted over and over. I really should not complain, the money will be a nice addition for my "education funds." I also missed an audition for Best Buy from Wehmanns because of the shoot. I decided to get my portfolio updated at the end of the summer. It will be expensive and sketchy considering school and work will be starting and will soon take over.
Speaking of this summer, I do not know where I will be working for sure. I am going to freelance and possibly intern at a couple local newspapers and a young authors magazine, but we will see. I'd love to work outside. I've love to do construction, landscaping, lawn care, or paint houses or something. I think it would be good for me. I have been working since I turned 14 and had any job from fastfood restaurants to Victoria Secret. I love working, and making my own money and such. It makes me feel independent and efficient. As much as I would love an outdoor summer job I wonder if it would be difficult for me to find one without sexist hiring standards and such. I'd love to take a men's studies course, I bet the course material would touch on the stereotypical occupational roles.
This weekend I am looking at houses and apartments. My roommate just signed a lease for new apartment and has been moving her things into it. She said she laid on her bed in her new room and was like "Wow, I have my own apartment, it's crazy!" And her words are true, I cannot wait until I have my own place. It is too bad I cannot live with my current roommate again, we are very much alike. We're not buddy-buddy and hang out together and do things on weekends, but being "only children" and growing up in similar situations in the burbs' and with similar economic backgrounds it makes us able to relate and understand eachother so well. We have this undeclared bond where we just do favors for eachother and are supportive like sisters. Not that I would know...But I hope this is what having a sister feels like. Whether it is about family, relationships, being open and personable to new people, being ambitious and independent yet sensitive, we are alike. Some nights after both working all day and going to classes and studying our asses off we'll crack open a bottle of wine and just let ourselves go for a little while. We'll just talk and tell stories and reflect on whatever is running through our chaotic minds. I truly believe we understand where one another is coming from and hence, end up respecting eachother to the upmost. I tell her funny stories and not so funny jokes and she tells me I don't sleep enough and to take it easy. Both being messy people (I am messy like drop my bag and coat on the floor, she is messy like "oops I dropped peanutbutter on the floor, guess I'll leave it there.") I will let you in on a secret, 98.8 % of the time our place is actually clean a young man is coming over. We both want so much out of life and have similar futuristic goals. It is like having two ambitious "Athenas" together in one room all the time. I guess it just works...
This week panned out decently, and what made the week even better was knowing there are only 10 days left of classes. I am ready for a new adventure...which will most likely be me working and taking summer classes...not too thrilling like your typical adventure, but something new and exciting nonetheless. I had two days of shooting for Thomson West this week and I ended up missing a couple labs and class discussions. The shoots were long and tiring; a million outfit changes, having my hair brushed, sprayed, curled, straightened; my face powdered, eyelashes pulled, and lips blotted over and over. I really should not complain, the money will be a nice addition for my "education funds." I also missed an audition for Best Buy from Wehmanns because of the shoot. I decided to get my portfolio updated at the end of the summer. It will be expensive and sketchy considering school and work will be starting and will soon take over.
Speaking of this summer, I do not know where I will be working for sure. I am going to freelance and possibly intern at a couple local newspapers and a young authors magazine, but we will see. I'd love to work outside. I've love to do construction, landscaping, lawn care, or paint houses or something. I think it would be good for me. I have been working since I turned 14 and had any job from fastfood restaurants to Victoria Secret. I love working, and making my own money and such. It makes me feel independent and efficient. As much as I would love an outdoor summer job I wonder if it would be difficult for me to find one without sexist hiring standards and such. I'd love to take a men's studies course, I bet the course material would touch on the stereotypical occupational roles.
This weekend I am looking at houses and apartments. My roommate just signed a lease for new apartment and has been moving her things into it. She said she laid on her bed in her new room and was like "Wow, I have my own apartment, it's crazy!" And her words are true, I cannot wait until I have my own place. It is too bad I cannot live with my current roommate again, we are very much alike. We're not buddy-buddy and hang out together and do things on weekends, but being "only children" and growing up in similar situations in the burbs' and with similar economic backgrounds it makes us able to relate and understand eachother so well. We have this undeclared bond where we just do favors for eachother and are supportive like sisters. Not that I would know...But I hope this is what having a sister feels like. Whether it is about family, relationships, being open and personable to new people, being ambitious and independent yet sensitive, we are alike. Some nights after both working all day and going to classes and studying our asses off we'll crack open a bottle of wine and just let ourselves go for a little while. We'll just talk and tell stories and reflect on whatever is running through our chaotic minds. I truly believe we understand where one another is coming from and hence, end up respecting eachother to the upmost. I tell her funny stories and not so funny jokes and she tells me I don't sleep enough and to take it easy. Both being messy people (I am messy like drop my bag and coat on the floor, she is messy like "oops I dropped peanutbutter on the floor, guess I'll leave it there.") I will let you in on a secret, 98.8 % of the time our place is actually clean a young man is coming over. We both want so much out of life and have similar futuristic goals. It is like having two ambitious "Athenas" together in one room all the time. I guess it just works...
posted by Angela Nicole Gray at 7:43 PM
1 Comments:
Oh my, you're a Thomson West model, like the type we use in the rotating banner at the top of Lawschool.westlaw.com or on Storelaw. That's an absolute riot. Now I'll be pondering which one you are.
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