So Here are some pics of my new Studio Apt in Hollywood. I've finished about 75% of what I want to do with it but there are still some items I want to get to complete it but have to wait until I actually have some more money, haha. I would like to put some shelves up on the walls and get one of those nice mirrors that are on legs. Once I get everything I will update with some more photos.
Haven't updated recently because I've been feeling homesick and sad here in LA. I think it's because I am in a new big city and don't know anyone but I am trying to remain positive and remember that any move to a new city will be like this.
I went in and met my new boss a couple of days ago and he seems really nice and said the hours I want to work in the day are flexible, so I can try and go in early to avoid traffic. I am really excited about this job because it seems like something I will really like to do.
But alas,life is short, and so I am just going to fly wherever my wings take me.
It was with shock that I read yesterday that Micheal Jackson was taken to the hospital with cardiac arrest and even more shock to hear he had died. He had a great talent and was an innocent soul. You can look into his eyes and his his almost angelic voice and you can see that here was someone who as he grew up became lost and an injured soul. I don't know what happened in his personal life but I do know that his music transcends generations and cultures and I know that I will always enjoy listening to his music.
RIP Micheal and I hope and pray that his children are kept together and loved and live healthy fruitful happy lives.
I had a brilliant idea for a book/screenplay. It came to me whilst watching tv tonight, just out of the blue, something was said and I was thinking and then wham! I was like this is something I think is interesting and I want to write about! I'm putting myself on a daily schedule to get writing now! so excited!
He told her he loved her. I knew that because I watched him do it. He looked into her eyes and whispered, "I Love You" and his eyes shimmered with tears and a longing, a longing to hear the words whispered back to him, so that the dull throbbing pain in his heart would fade and so that he could go on with his life the way that he had always intended to. So that he could go back to his history books and read about William and Harold and figure out how and why Hastings had been so important.
But that escape wasn't to come. She did whisper back that she loved him, that was inevitable, she had been in love with him for as long as she had known him, had waited for this moment for years, had not noticed his eyes welled with tears. She grabbed his hand then and asked him what this meant; if he was proposing, if this was the beginning of their life together as she had always dreamt. And he looked at me then, he glanced right through my soul and then he smiled, a beautific smile, a smile that I had seen before. And then he kissed her on the forehead and he said "yes, yes, we shall be married".
I'll always remember that day just like I remember the day he told me he loved me. We were at the museum, and cliche though it may sound I was looking at a painting talking about how beautiful it was, though for the life of me I can't remember which painting it was now. And he had said, "Yes it is quite beautiful" and I had looked up at him and he had been staring at me. Now, I have to admit I had been non-plussed, we hadn't even been dating. We were best friends Jake and I, had been since age 4, since I had given him part of my sandwich because his mum had forgotten to pack his lunch. I'd only been so generous because I hadn't been a fan of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches plus I'd wanted him to teach me how to play the harmonica, something I'd seen him do a couple of times whilst waiting for his mum to pick him up.
After he had told me I was beautiful, I had laughed, embarrassed, what was he up to I had thought. I punched him in the arm and told him to quit being a goof. I'm not a goof he had said. I ignored him. I walked away to the next room then, "I love you Mary-Jane" he had said softly. I kept walking, but inside my heart had lit on fire.
********************************************************* I leafed through the book, "A hundred reasons why I love you" and smiled. Reason #45: Because you eat burnt toast. It was then that I realized the song that was playing on the radio, whilst Jake was holding her. Adeles voice sung out, "When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case, I could offer you a warm embrace to make you feel my love..."
I'll let you hear it,it makes my heart soar when I hear it, just listen to the beginning. It was our song. Mine and Jakes. I saw him freeze as he realized what it was playing. I wondered then if he felt his heart squeeze like mine was. If memories of us were flashing through his mind. And then my heart stopped beating because he pushed her away. "I'm sorry" he said. "I can't do this, I don't love you."
So today I went to Glendale mall because I wanted to buy a desk on sale from Target, which I did and made this afternoon and it came out looking pretty ok, haha. Everything in the apt is starting to look pretty good and I'm unpacking boxes like they are going out of fashion.
When I got back from the mall, my downstairs neighbor called up to me and told me that she had accepted some packages for me, I thanked her and took them upstairs. About 5 minutes later I heard her shouting, "Jaimie, Jaimie" and when I went to look down at her, she said "come down for some coffee". I was like "oh, ok" but inside I was thinking omg, I hope she doesn't try and poison me.
Anyways, I went downstairs and found out her name was Irina and she is from Serbia and left right after the war that split up Serbia Montenegro into 2 separate countries.
ok, sorry, I started this yesterday and never finished it. She came up to my apartment again this morning asking if I heard her and her husband....not sure of she meant having sex or arguing and I didn't ask her to clarify as it just seems too creepy. She told me to come down for "coffee" again. I didn't go, I really don't want anyone feeling too familiar with me; especially people who have drama. I really didn't move here to become involved in anyone else's drama!
Had a good idea for a script today that I jotted down and will start writing tomorrow and I think I will go to the beach and try and write. That should be fun.
Oh and Walter is a guy who lives here as well but I will tell you more about him later....let's just say I live around interesting people....I mean they seem nice but def interesting.
So a funny thing happened today....actually several funny things but the funniest was when I was leaving Walmart. Yes, I managed to find a Walmart in LA, at a mall in Baldwin Hills. Well, as I was leaving the driving garage(btw, have I told you how much parking sucks here?), I see this guy on a car dancing and smiling. And as I drive past the car I see the driver of the car shouting at the guy and his friends who were standing on the pavement, laughing their asses off. It was then that I realized that this guy had just randomly jumped on this guys car and started dancing. Argh! Funny but I hope it doesn't happen to me.
So I realized today as I was organizing my apt, of which I will show pics soon, I promise. I can see the Hollywood sign from my apt...which overlooks the Hollywood hills, because I live in Hollywood, haha. It's pretty exciting and cool but don't get me wrong, I'm not hobnobbing with the rich and famous, I live in the row called unmillionaires, haha. Worst part about where I live is that I don't have a parking spot and so I have to find street parking, which yesterday was 4 blocks away. And I had just gone to the grocery store and had like 8 heavy bags and as I was walking back to my apt, the bags kept slipping and people who were walking down the street were looking at me like I was crazy because I had to keep stopping and readjusting them.
I'm currently sitting in my hotel room in Salina, Utah. Utah is the most mesmerizing, awe-inspiring and beautiful state I have ever been in. I thought the Rockies in Colorado were pretty awesome but Utah just struck a chord in my soul and shattered every image I had ever had about grand and majestic environments...it is truly amazing here.
Those are some photo's from the trip...amazing huh? I had a really great spiritual experience at the place with the tree in the first picture. I felt amazingly at peace and a surge of adrenaline at what the future has to hold and the path I am taking. The path that I am sure many are amazed at; what with me seemingly following a wily dream with no real plan, no real clue, except that of a modern day Indiana Jones, which I have called myself on previous occasions. Though I have to admit that I do view myself as someone who differs from the mainstream in how I live my life. I follow my dreams and don't want and dream the same dreams as others. Not that I don't want things that most people want ultimately, like a marriage, a family, a good job. But what I truly want is to be happy, to be satisfied and to be able to make others happy, to impact someones life in a positive way.
That's kinda why I like scriptwriting, because I want someone to watch something I write or read it and feel an emotion, a real to the core emotion. I don't know if it is just me but I have read books and seen films that have made me cry, laugh, think and sometimes they have touched me so much that I have chosen a part of my thought process and actions and changed them. Anyways I'm waxing on a bit too much abt this, lol. I have to get a good nights sleep for my big drive tomorrow.
I leave for LA tomorrow morning at 8am. I'm a little bit excited and a little bit scared. Excited because I may meet Edward Norton and marry him and scared because I may miss him coming to Iowa City to shoot a film and that would totally ruin my life.
But seriously I have a jam packed car and have shipped 15 boxes to myself. I don't even know if 15 boxes will fit into my apt, or should I say my bachelor studio? I have my pepper spray and car club ready to go....do some damage on any lowlifes that try and come up to me. Though I'm more likely to scare them with my high pitched screaming and shouting, and anyone who knows me will know that I like to get loud as much as possible. :-)
I'm going to dinner tonight with Megan, Erin, Judy and Judy's bf Adam at 126 as a farewell dinner. The food is pretty delicious and so it should be fun, though I hope no-one gets too sad about my leaving, though I suppose it is inevitable, haha. I'm not really one for goodbyes though, makes me feel slightly awkward and brings the sadness to the forefront.
I think I will miss Iowa City; I loved the no real traffic, the close proximity to everything and the small town living. Ironic now I am moving to BIG CITY. OMG! I am moving to LA. It hasn't quite hit me. I'm going to see what LA is really like, which may be quite disappointing to me, as I am one who has always held LA in high esteem from my 2 visits and love of movies. I'll be starting my job on July 6th and hopefully I meet some nice people there and really love the work.
On to other news, my friend joined Eharmony recently and is really talking it up because she got alot of matches who seem to be very cute. But that is all for another conversation.
These are the pics that the landlord sent me of my new studio apartment. I'm thinking it looks pretty sweet in comparison to what I could have been getting in LA and am hoping that the pics are an accurate before picture.
So I will take some photo's once I get there and once I furnish/decorate it as a before and after pic. On a side note, I just found 2 more suitcases full of clothes that I forgot I had and I have no idea how all of this stuff is going to fit into my car....argh!
Ok, so I was told that it may be a cool idea to start a blog again because I am moving to LA and going for all sorts of adventures. And maybe I would want to look back at this point time to remember everything so I decided to come back to the Old Faithful though she has been purged so many times she probably forgot that she was even a blog!
So I am a couple of days away from leaving Iowa City, Iowa for good ole LA. And LA = Los Angeles, not Louisiana, just in case there was any doubt. I am going to be working for a nonprofit that benefits children and so that should be right up my alley but I am also going because I want to be a screenwriter. So yes, I am following my dream and leaving my law degree behind...well, maybe I'll hang it on a wall or something when it arrives in the mail. :-)
I'm all about living life to the fullest because who knows when I'm going to die? And what's the point of living a life if I don't do something that will make me happy and want to wake up everyday and appreciate my life? I have to keep telling myself this when I think of the fact that I'm moving to on of the most expensive cities in the country/world with barely a penny to my name. The only good thing is that I think I should lose alot of weight.
I don't know if the biggest mistake or the best decision I have ever made in my life. At this very moment, I want to jump up and down and scream with excitement. And then cry into my pillow and pretend that I'm back in Buckinghamshire and dreaming of going on adventures afar. But that dream was always to NYC. Hmmmmm.......
