day two.

hello friends! it's a quite perfect day in columbia...breezy, warm, sunny. it's days like this (though fleeting as they are) that make me think columbia isn't all that bad. :]

today's topic is where i'd like to be in 10 years. i knew this would be a difficult one because it's impossible to know who you'll meet or what opportunities will be presented to you even in the span of one year. my life today is COMPLETELY different from my life one year ago. but i don't suppose the point of this topic is to make psychic predictions...so i'm going to state my goals and my ideal life in 10 years.

and, OF COURSE, this is all assuming 2012 was a miscalculation...ha.

in 10 years, i will be 36 (almost 37.) i'm gonna go out on a crazy limb and say that i'd like to be married to paul by then and considering the possibility of adopting another cat. since mothership is never going to die, he'll be around too.

in 10 years, i would like to be a hair color specialist and hair design specialist. ideally, i would like to be working on runways and behind the scenes for major events. i'd also be working behind the chair.

in 10 years, i would like to be living out west in either colorado, montana or somewhere peaceful in california. we'll see how that goes with my career...

i'd also like to win a NAHA. (go google it.)

so i'm pretty ambitious for my next 10 years of life...but crazier things have happened! :]

day one.

ok, it took a while before i could get some time to sit and write but here it is! day 1 of the 30 day blog post challenge!

today's topic: my current relationship!

ah...what a wonderful topic. i really think i could write a wonderful book on this topic alone but i'll try not to. plus, it probably makes me sound like one of "those people."

speaking of "those people," you know, the ones who talk only about their significant other and how much they love them and all that mushy stuff...i used to get annoyed by them. but i've come to find that it's just one of those things that i'd rather hear about, as opposed to all of the negative things that i could be hearing about.

my current relationship is pretty rad. i'm dating a chap named paul huff. he's a student at usc studying geography. he's super smart and an awesome musician. he plays drums in a band here in columbia. but i guess the most important thing about paul is that he truly is my best friend. i've heard people say stuff like that before and i always thought they were just saying that to be sweet. but it's just so awesome to be with someone you can sit and talk with and laugh with and cry with. it's a really neat experience.

we started dating on october 31, 2009. we met in february of 09 through my roommate kevin (who plays in a band with paul.) i always liked paul, i could tell he was different from a lot of guys. i never heard him speak negatively about anyone, he was never rude, and his friends never had anything negative to say about him. another plus was that he was never extremely sarcastic. i was a very sarcastic person, sometimes to the point of being rude or insincere. i was trying to become more genuine with people, so i noticed right away that he was genuine. he would joke around but it would be a sly, witty comment.

at the time we met, i think he was kinda seeing someone and i was off being young and stupid and really just kinda going through that searching phase that a lot of twentysomethings go through. a few of my girlfriends who knew the both of us said that we would be great together and i agreed, but kevin always told me that i wasn't "paul's type." so that halted the progress temporarily.

and then there was halloween. a few people were at paul's house so i decided to go over there and hang out. after a few cups of liquid courage, i let paul know that i liked him and much to my surprise/joy, he liked me too!

and so we've been together and having so much fun. we both love cats, which is pretty awesome (and not weird at all.) he's brought so much to my life and has helped me to become the kind of woman that i want to be.

i definitely can't wait to see what's ahead...

something to look forward to!

not gonna lie...i stole this from rachel. but she stole it too! :]

i'll get started on this tomorrow!

day one.

i'm not normally the most consistent person and this blog has been an unfortunate product of my "try new things...every 5 minutes" mentality. i also didn't post the most uplifting material due to a really pitiful and self-destructing outlook.

but having been encouraged by a friend's journey on the other side of the country, i have decided to resuscitate this thing and take it along on my journey.

in the past year after my father's death, so many changes have happened in my life. some good, some not so good.

the good list

i started school at paul mitchell

(on my way to having a fun skill)

had a few meltdowns

(through these, i saw what a strong and loving man paul is)

adopted chuckles

(although i think he hates me now)

visited the beautiful state of montana

(and found my future residence!)

went to yellowstone national park

(breathtaking!)

the not-so-good list

i took all of my frustrations out on my hair

(and now i barely have any)

i also began eating my feelings

(and gained 15 lbs)

i've lost interest in things that usually bring me joy

(i prefer to stay home...all the time)

the good list gives me hope that i'll have a successful career, relationship with paul, and that i don't have to live in the hottest, most humid, ugliest city in the US.

the not-so-good list gives me something to do until then. my goals are to start minding what i eat (i don't have a teenager's metabolism anymore...) start exercising, and start finding things that i can do that bring me joy on a daily basis. basically, my goals are to get more out of life, health, and myself.

i'll be taking baby steps, i don't want to burn out. i will definitely be following rachel's blog for yummy, healthy recipes. i also plan on going on walks to exercise and take time to myself to think and see all of the beautiful things i might be missing about columbia.

and, by george, i hope to document my journey on this blog. and if it's not as entertaining as you might hope...go check out rachel's blog (have i plugged it enough yet?!)

the song is good too.

i love looking at her hair.

(i don't care if that sounds creepy.)

sleep to dream.

i was in a renovated barn somewhere in europe. i think it began in england. it was a beautiful barn with old beds and old floors. i was lost but i didn't mind. it was a peaceful, sort of musing type of wandering. i saw golden sunlight, that time of day when the sunlight isn't so blinding but more saturating.

the rays twinkled off of the buttons on his military uniform and danced in the notes that drifted from the violin he was playing. i had no idea he was such a talented musician. perhaps that's where i got my love for stringed instruments. he gave me his nose and his toes, why not?

that moment didn't last long. you know how dreams go...the barn morphed into a trailer on robin road and he was gone.

i was eventually driving a car through a sand pit. to my left, a wall of sand. to my right, a massive crevice. the sand was unsteady and i began to slide into the crevice. i could feel the panic paralyzing my body. there was nothing i could do. an 18-wheeler came directly for me and as soon as i thought it would smash me further into it, it suddenly drove down into the pit and nudged my car to safety. i jumped out of my car to thank this very talented truck driver. when i reached up and pulled open the passenger's side door, my father, dressed in stereotypical trucker garb, smiled down at me. all i could do was weep.

i don't know what he's doing, showing up in my dreams like this. it's almost like he's giving me a second chance to experience his love for me. but when i wake up, my heart feels heavy with sadness and i want nothing more than to go back to this dream world where my daddy plays music for me and saves me from impending doom. he was in the military but i don't know if he ever actually did play the violin and, as far as i know, he was never a truck driver. but his face is still the same in each one of these costumes. smiling, loving, and at peace.

time-travelling sniper cat.

i was watching the short film la jetee when i was struck with an idea for a potential story. (if you aren't familiar with this film, i suggest watching it on netflix. it's only 28 minutes and it's very awesome. just do it.)

i feel that the idea of time travel can be dramatized either pretty neat or horribly, horribly wrong. i'm not entirely sure which side of the teeter totter my idea is sitting on, but i'm hoping my innovative creativity happens to show up if i actually sit to write it. but here is the basic premise. it's not a subject i would normally write about so if it sounds a little hokey...well...just gimme a break.

it is the year 2059 and time travel is possible. a new type of sniper is here; the one who can go back in time. it's brilliant. they are never caught.

nick darkby has been following his next kill, seeing exactly where he will be and documenting precise times so that he can go in and out and get the job done quickly. time travel is hard on the human body, so it must be done perfectly the first time. there are no second chances.

as nick is preparing to go back in time, a simple documentation error sends him back to a time when his mark is a young boy. nick knows what kind of evil man the boy will grow to be but now must face him as an innocent boy. he wrestles with his conscience. he knows what he has to do.

nick returns to present time very ill. filled with regret and left with nearly no more life in him himself, he returns to a place where circumstances are drastically changed due to his successful assassination. however; nick cannot live with knowing that he just killed a young boy. does he risk his own life and the lives of many people whom the boy has eventually affected to go back even further and prevent murdering the boy? dun dun dun...

i'm thinking of creating my own version of la jetee based on my story here. chuck will play the sniper. (he is currently bathing mothership's forehead. i might have to recast.)