take me away, take me away

Working on films is incredibly rewarding and unrewarding at the same time.

Because it takes over 20 people and 20 hours of shooting (not to mention pre and post production) to make five minutes of a movie.

But it makes you feel like you're really cool.

And that's pretty much all I want out of life.

Plus, there was free Noodles and Co.

and film people are really cute.

Did any of you see that insane girl running barefoot from the HFAC to the Maeser building.

Oh, that was me.

what's that writing on your everything?

Last night I wrote a schedule that looked like this:

9:30 print off homework pictures
10:00 112 lab
11:00 lunch with Ang and Ev
painting with Whitney
2:20-5 Casting f430 hfac
5:30 Life Club 202 Maeser Bldg
6:00 PA Meeting 5444 library
8:00 the Office and 30 Rock

at 11:00 I actually had to make a quick stop to the hfac to try and find someone I'd never seen before and talk about script supervising.
"I am coming down the stairs wearing a leather jacket."

Then a potluck of sack lunches in the Wilk. Where we talked about highs and lows.
"High: I got to play racquetball. Low: I hit myself in the face."

Painted the town blue with Whitney and Katie. By town I mean three walls. Katie was exceptional at getting paint all over herself and everything.

Casting was super fun even though not many people showed up. I'd definitely like to be more involved in the pre-production side of things.
"Did that guy just wink at you? How does he know we're not dating?"
"Uh, well, there is a table in between us."

Life Club was a success!! Huzzah. I only made a little bit of a fool of myself. We've just got to get more people involved. And find a time more people can come. If you are interested EMAIL US!! We will keep you updated on our happenin's.

The Office and 30 Rock were hilarious tonight. Completely brilliant. If you missed them watch them online!!

"Good thing my feelings regenerate at twice the rate of a normal man."

"Sorry I smell like frosting. I just love to bake."

"I'll laugh and then he'll laugh and then I'll put my mouth on his mouth."

I am SO tired.

wrote a blog post about how great life/today was
and it disappeared...

i'm confused.

run. run away with me.

Alyssa and I, not wanting to do homework on a Saturday afternoon, instead came up with applications to date our roommates. They're kind of joke, obviously. With general questions and then three roommate-specific questions.

But we've gotten seven applications back so far and they are HILARIOUS.

Some highlights:

Describe how you brush your teeth and your toothbrush color.

Sexily. Green.

In 50 words or less explain the plot of Pride and Prejudice.

Darcy > anyone else.

How do you feel about frolick through a field of daisies?

If it's with a girl, great.

If you're interested in an application come by or drop me an e-mail. ;)

Another joke turned successful...We made a goal for the week that was to "get a boy"

Well A and A both pretty much did...And it only took them until Tuesday.

Just goes to show what goal setting can do.

Al-dawg even has him watching Gilmore Girls!!

Lynzie was stunning tonight. Of course.

Packed myself a lunch for tomorrow and now I'm off to edit my mini-mentary and hit the hay. Because tomorrow I am booked solid from 9:30am-7pm with about ten minutes for breathing in between.

Oh, and I need to learn how to be a script supervisor by Friday.

ode to an orange...

Today for film we read Ode to an Orange by Larry Woiwode and also watched A. Todd's short film of the same thing.

It describes all the sensory aspects of eating an orange.

"The packed heft and texture, finally, of an orange in your hand--this is it!--and the eruption of smell and the watery fireworks as a knife, in the hand of someone skilled, like our mother, goes slicing through the skin so perfect for slicing."

I trot back home with a new appreciation of oranges and all they have to offer...Grab one from the fridge, go to eat it and...

start choking, orange pulp lodged halfway down my throat.

Kind of ruined all my orange appreciation for the day.

51. If I cussed I would say hell and damn all the time because I want to be like the leading man in classic old movies. Or a cowboy.
52. I love recycling and have hugged trees on numerous occassions.
53. If I had to marry a voice it would be George Clooney's or Alan Rickman's.
54. I love carbs.
55. I used to have nightmares about velociraptors in letterman's jackets.
56. I've never had anyone close to me die (that wasn't really old) but listening to Sufjan Steven's Casimir Pulaski Day makes me feel like I have.
57. Sometimes I want to show people pictures of my dog on my phone, but then I remember that I don't want to be one of those people.58. But it's different because she's really unique looking and it's hard to describe her without a visual.
59. I once went on three dates in one day, and it was stressful.
60. I believe Venice is magical. But would never want to live there.
61. I love going to places I've never been and just wandering around. Once my cousin and I wandered all around Rock Springs, Wyoming looking for an ice cream place. We didn't find one.
62. I am dyslexic with numbers and will turn to 391 when people say 139.
63. I always ruin surprises.64. I played trombone in high school and we won state every year.
65. I actually kind of miss listening to Peter talk about frescos in Italy, "look, he's like a superhero saint flying around on that cloud...going to save this kid that got his head munched on by a dog."
66. When we climbed to the top of Saint Peter's Cathedral we counted 666 steps. Which we were about to write the next Da Vinci Code about...before we found out we counted wrong and it's really 500-something.
67. Most people are in my phone by their nicknames and have their own ringtones. At one point everyone had Harry Potter themed names (e.g. Dumbledaddy, Hilarmione).
68. I deleted half the contacts out of my phone this summer because all my friends went on missions.
69. I will try any food once.70. But I don't like meat. 71. I don't see the point in walking places when you can bound, frolick, run etc.
72. Sometimes I narrate my life as I am walking aro
und, or think of a song that would be playing.
73. I love getting into heated arguements about things that don't really matter.
74. I hate crying in front of people more than anything, unless it's my mom.
75. I heard the song Bruises by Chairlift on the radio when I was driving to Fred Meyer this Christmas break and it was instant love.

26. I am terrified of fish.
27. This summer at least half a dozen boys were in love with me. They were all under 12 and none of them knew my real name.
28. I love jumping out from behind things and scaring people. I got this trait from my mother.
29. I kind of hate tag games because I don't like being chased.
30. I desperately want to travel to the Middle East before I die.
31. Probably because I was almost born in Saudi Arabia and I am 1/4 Syrian.
32. People always try and guess what nationality I am. No one ever guesses Syrian.
33. About 1/3 of the people I meet think they've met me before or that I am related to someone they know.
34. My favorite places to consume edible things in Provo are India Palace, Gloria's Little Italy, and Subzero.
35. The only time I truly felt heartbroken was my senior year of highschool. I thought he was going to ask me out and instead he told me he was in love with someone else. Afterwards I walked alone, literally through the entire school, from one side of the school to the other. The hallways were deserted and it was terribly movie-esqe.
36. I love building forts
37. When I was little my brother and I would lean our couch up against the love seat and call in Pride Rock. It usually made my dad mad.
38. If I get into the film program this semester I plan on jumping up and down several times and then hugging the closest 10 people.
39. I have never successfully tackled anyone.
40. I have often tried.
41. When I like a song I will listen to it over and over.
42. I hate climbing fences
43. I have kept a blog since 2002 and it's terribly embarassing. I put the one that spans 2002-2004 into a word document and it was over 230 pages.
44. I love listening to people talk about themselves and considered psychiatry as a career.
45. I sometimes manage to give good advice, but have the hardest time making decisions for myself.
46. In highschool I would always make humorous comments in class, that only the people around me would hear. However, whenever I shouted the answer to a question the teacher never heard me either. Even if I said it several times loudly.
47. I always want to create scenes in public places. Like staging a fake fight or spontaneous dance parties.
48. If I could have any ability I would want to be able to sing really well. So I could continue to work on making life a musical.
49. When I was little my favorite music was Cats, Les Miserables, Tina Turner, and the Lion King soundtrack.
50. When I was little I changed my middle name to Simba.

isn't dead really just alive?

Oh, Saturday.

I am watching the Eukanuba AKC dog show and actually enjoying it.
Some childhood things never die.

Went to Gloria's for the first time since last Winter semester. They've expanded and spiffed up the place. But I kind of miss the tiny cramped space, with the cheesy decorations, and the extra setting in the attic with glow-in-the-dark stars on the slanted ceiling.
Also, our waiter's name was Goose. Seriously.

I live on the second floor and Campus Plaza is set up in such a way that there are two squares of concrete walk way connected together. Which is really convenient for...scootering! So we watch our friends go scootering along and then they stop at our door, "Want a ride?" (Keep in mind we are talking Razor scooters) Long story short, we hopped on their backs and went scootering along piggy-back style and it miraculously didn't end in Alyssa or I toppling over the railing and down to the first floor. It was quite exciting, actually.

Then, listened to good music after waiting for ages in the cold. By the end of the concert I was spacing out harcore and thinking of different ways I could frame shots of the crowd. Film is the only thing I seem to be able to even remotely focus on right now.

Being at Velour made me miss the Jacobs and dancing crazy at concerts.

Got to see Mr. Dungbeetle again! I really miss the old soundtrack though. Sigur Ros was perfect for the "flying" part, and really touched me the first time, so it was weird not to have that again. But it's so good. I am, however, terrified of Schizophrenia...Nothing else makes me feel quite as vulnerable as mental illnesses it bothers me that people can loose control of their minds. It's the most tragic thing I can think of. But I am so grateful for Tom and how he portrayed it. Basically, they need to get this movie distributed so everyone else can see it!!

The Russell boys are amazing musicians and I would marry into that family in a heartbeat. For the first time in my life I was okay listening to country. And I really appreciate the Sufjan-y vibes they gave off. I just keep listening to Elizabeth over and over.

I was reading over my old livejournal to see what I said about Mr. Dungbeetle the first time I say it and I came across an entry from when I found out Doug had lung cancer. And what a horrible experience it is knowing someone you love dearly is dying slowly...And loosing their hair.
I ran away to Italy and when I came home he looked so much better. And I wanted to cry I was so happy. But, I never seem to be able to cry when I want to.

Once I cried for about two/three hours straight. I just couldn't stop. Half of the time in front of complete strangers including this boy who looked like Luke Wilson in Royal Tenebaums. The second half in the car with my mom, who bought me fries and a grilled cheese sandwich to make me feel better. It was the most embarassing thing ever.

But it is so amazing what people can create when they experience great tragedies.
Now, I should go to bed before I feel anymore emotions today. ha.