My boyfriend sent me this magical bowl overflowing with candy. Thanks to him, I've been eating more chocolate than I breathe air.

Though I haven't had to argue with my parents about this in a while, most fights regarding school had to do with my major and what I'll be doing after graduation and, of course, what my back-up plan is. I figured if the film industry is a flop I'd just become a teacher, but I'm not so sure how high a demand there is for film teachers.

Then today I was talking to my room mate about what I wanted to be when I was younger - a mortician. And how someone told me I'd have to go through years of medical school and blah blah and I immediately dismissed the idea. But today, being reminded of my 13 year old plans, I looked up requirements of a funeral director, and low and behold I found that you can go to college for pretty much anything as long as you have a certain amount of credit hours (the requirements differ within each state), and within those hours you have to have at least Biology I, English Comp I and II, and any Humanities class. Once you fill these requirements there are year long programs (I found one here in Illinois called the Worsham School of Mortuary Science) that will provide you will either a diploma in Mortuary Science or an Associates Degree of Applied Science and then POOF - you're licensed to become a Funeral Director!

I think this is definitely a solid back up plan. Of course I hope my future lies in the film industry, but I think I'd still be content if I end up resorting to my new back up plan.

Yesterday felt like a week. I was up at 5:30 to work on set for this student production "Moonshine". 15 fucking hours - half of which was spent outside in the blistering Chicago cold (I learned to love those bean heat pads) - and it was still a better experience than the last set I was on. The producer was nice enough to give me a ride, we had Panera for breakfast, pizza for lunch/dinner, and lots of snacks and coffee. I worked closely with the script supervisor, Mike, who was the definition of awkward nerd but he sang Britney Spears to me a lot which was hilarious. Logan, a TA for the other MIP class, was one of the actors so I talked with him a lot as well, we even ended up taking the train back together. The other actor, Eddie, was this older guy, I'd say mid 40's, who you could tell was having the time of his life hanging out with a bunch of a college kids. The last shot was of Logan's character knocking at Eddie's chracter's door. The shot was from outside, and regardless of the fact that we were all so tired and just wanted to leave, we bribed Eddie to answer the door with his pants down - AND HE FUCKING DID. I don't think the people working from outside appreciated it much, but I never laughed so hard in my life.

Really though, I didn't mind the long hours at all considering the people were fun and I had a good time. It made me even more excited for my shoot which is only two weeks away!! I'm actually working on the script right now, and the further along I get the more I just want November 8th to come! I'm meeting with my costume and make-up team tomorrow - one of which (Connor) is a friend of Sam's. She told me the other day that he's actually nervous to work for me and wants to practice make-up on her so he can make sure he does a good job on set (he's responsible for all 8 of the dead people in my movie) and it just makes me really happy that people actually want to work with me and want to do a good job, regardless that this is only a freshman film.


AHHHHHHH, LOVING ITTTT.

HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHA

Tonight I went to a party and was uncomfortable and sweaty and my head hurt and I was hungry and it was loud and the alcohol was warm and the people were strangers and I never wanted to go home so bad.

One of Sam's friends left with me so I wouldn't get gang banged on the train. I'm home now, in my Cartman PJs, bundled up under a blanket, eating generic mac and cheese, drinking peach tea and watching Katt Williams and I'm sosososo content.


I'm tired of trying to party and failing miserably. I don't get anything out of it, really. I don't like drinking and I don't like being in a loud area unless it's actually a band playing and not some shitty playlist crackily blaring from a laptop. And I especially don't like strangers. I'm kind of tired of trying to explain myself to new people. "Oh, I know I called you ugly and stupid a minute ago but you see, there's this thing called sarcasm..."

I don't know if I'm ranting or not, I guess I'm just trying to tell myself that it's okay not to feed into the whole "LAWL I'M IN COLLEGE LET'S PARTY!!!!!!!!" Yeah, I definitely choose pajamas and Katt Williams over a hangover.

GUESS WHAT I'M DOING TOMORROW AT 3:45?!?!?!?!

YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT - A JOB INTERVIEW FOR FUCKING DUNKIN DONUTS!!!!!!!!!!!




AAAAAAAAHHHH HAZELNUT COFFEE AND EVERYTHING BAGELS ALL THE TIIIIIIIIIME.

Shitty:
My insurance won't cover my procedure. As of now I owe $1400.

I was left with $6.22 in my back account last week until finally deciding to crack into my savings.

I've applied to at least 20 places so far. These are who I can remember off the top of my head:

1. Jamba Juice
2. Borders
3. TJ Maxx
4. Ethel's Chocolate Lounge
5. Home Depot
6. Sephora
7. Hyatt
8. Office Assistant to the Fiction Dept.
9. School library
10. Omaha Steaks
11. Heathcare receptionist
12. DSW
13. The Alley
14. Hollywood Mirror

Not so shitty:
My parents are visiting next week.

A month after that - Ken, Danielle and Holman are visiting for Thanksgiving.

Two weeks after that - I'll be home for a month and a half.

I did laundry yesterday so now I have underwear (even though I was getting used to going commando.)

Classes are good. I aced my first Foundations of Moving Image Art test.

I started working out again. Hopefully this will last more than a week.

I got to see How to Lose Friends and Alienate People before the rest of the world does tomorrow. Oh, did I mention it was FREEEEEE.

Film school has it's perks.


The meeting with the Moonshine guy is tomorrow. He called me saying he thinks they found a script supervisor but he still wants to meet with me so hopefully he'll have another job lined up for me. If not, I just contacted someone about being a line producer for their film in December that actually sounds fucking hilarious. Some guy gets a male blow up doll in the mail accidentally, starts questioning his sexuality, yada yada. Sounds good, hopefully I can get in on that.

Hopefully

After working shit for Tomorrow Land as the script supervisor's bitch / doing whatever the fuck anyone else told me to do on a college shoot for just an Independent Study (when I asked what the movie was for the response was, "Oh, uh, well he wants to try to send it to like, a festival err something" I may actually be moving up as soon as this afternoon.

Today, sometime after 4, I should be meeting up with who I assume to be either the Director or AD to talk about Moonshine, their production - their ADVANCED fucking Production (these are usually senior shoots). And not just as some lousy PA - as THE fucking script supervisor. A freshman. On a senior shoot. As a script supervisor.

I don't know who knows what about the industry, but if I were to become a script supervisor in rEaL LiFe, I'd make $35 an hour. Yes, that's how important the script supervisor is.


Fucking cross your fingers for me cause this could be the shit.