Whooee, it's definitely been a few moons since I've written anything in here. In my first few months on Oasis I thought I'd NEVER fall into the trap of getting over my coming out problems, skedaddling right on out, and hardly ever writing, but...well...I think we see how well I kept out of that one.
Things have been okay. Busy. Sometimes stressful, sometimes not. I've been single for a while now. One part of me still wants a guy, but it's only one part, and I'll be honest and say it's not a huge part. XD My attitude lately has just been "I don't need no f***in' man!" (Stated with a saucy black woman tone.) Looking at all the people in my school who just whore themselves out so they can have somebody makes me sad (and I'm not going to lie, more than a little judgmental); I don't want to be like that.
I am quite the jubilous little jujubee about something. (And yes, I know jubilous isn't a word...it really should be.) Um, hello, college! I'm still a year away, but I can feel it moving closer all the time. Really, though, most of the excitement has been recent since I've made a radical change in my college/career plans. Okay, so for a long time all I've wanted to do for a job is write. You'd think with all the words we see everyday it'd be pretty easy to get employed as a writer, right? Well, no. I'm definitely not into advertising or journalism--they're too stressful, and sometimes even evil--and I can't sincerely expect to spend all my time writing the next great American novel in my room and still have the cash to be able to EAT. So what I settled for for my career plan was to be a professor of English/creative writing--I mean, it's the closest thing, correct? Honestly, if it weren't for my little breakthrough a few days ago, I probably WOULD be a professor ten years from now. I really don't think I'd mind it. But talking to a friend, I finally realized what would be the absolute perfect job for me--screenwriter! It'd be similar to being an author, but with the excitement (and the income) of LA. And I think I'd do a bang-up job with it--my writing can be serious and heartbreaking, like with dramas, or fun and quirky, great for comedies. So I'm kind of dying to go to the University of Southern California in LA. They have the best cinema school on the planet. And come on, man, it's LA. It's going to be tough--they only accept 26 people into their screenwriting program each year--but my friend who's involved in the program and has read my writing is convinced that I'll get it. I'm SO excited, though...this situation has rekindled not only my love of writing, but my love of life as well.