Saturday, March 26, 2016

The Past Two Years...

I haven't posted a blog in two years. WOW! (I am GREAT at commitment, obviously). I'm going to be honest, I have no idea what to type right now. The past few months I've just had a strong urge to blog about something, everything, in my life. I've never really been a too talkative person, but writing gives me a voice I never could seem to portray. With writing I feel like people can listen to me, and understand me. I am heard.

   So, what have I been up to for the past two years? Well, I guess a little bit of everything. I've moved  apartments four times (classic LA), I've acted in a short film, I've acted in a commercial, I've taken a sketch writing class at the Second City improv theater in Hollywood, I've taken an audition technique class and a scene study class. I've taken a class with a casting director for Disney. I recently started taking singing lessons. I worked as a dishwasher for a Mexican restaurant in Santa Monica and quit after four months. I've dealt with several crazy roommates, hence why I've moved four times. I've been working on writing two feature film scripts, and a few short film scripts. I've written several sketches, some for myself that I would like to film, and others for the writing class I took. I've had the great opportunity to work with several amazing actors (Bryan Cranston, Jack Black, Jake Gyllenhaal, Amy Adams, to name a few). I've started working with Uber and Lyft, scary I know. I've fallen in love and had my heart broken. I've been around the LA dating scene, with no luck clearly. I took a brutally cold trip to New York, which hopefully in the upcoming years will be my new home. I've made some new friends, and said goodbye to old ones. And by said goodbye I mean blocked and never talked to them again ;). (PS don't trust anyone in LA. More than likely, they will screw you over).

   So yeah that's what I've been up to. But I guess a bigger portion of the past two years has been about maturing and growing within myself. It's quite a struggle to accept yourself for not necessarily who you are, but for who you can't become. Los Angeles is a very tough city to live in, physically, mentally, emotionally. It's hard to make true friends here, and it's hard to find someone who is willing to date you and won't hook up with the literal thousands of other people just like you. It's hard to accept yourself when all you see is people with perfect bodies and the best symmetrical faces, whose careers are going at a much faster pace than your own. But all save all that for another blog :).

This blog may be all over the place, I have no idea since I'm not going to read it over before I post it and I have to pee. So therefore, perfection can wait. Oh yeah, and I have to drive for Lyft tonight if I want to be able to pay rent. I should probably get on that...

By the way, I plan to make these blogs more of a weekly occurrence, so if I don't post next week please feel free to punch me. I don't promote violence, but in my case it's a necessary exception.

Peace yo'

My life right now in the words of Spongebob, aka the best cartoon ever made.