Film School, Maybe.

I am sitting in this swiveling chair, not knowing what to do with myself.

The clock has just struck 3:00AM and I can say for certain that I am officially sleep deprived.  I suppose that is what I get for going to bed at 8:30PM with the my would-be good intentions. 

I have been working on my Personal and Critical essay for film school for some time now.  I hope that I will finish it tomorrow or sooner than January.  I could probably start panicking right about now.  But I think it will be all right.  I'll be okay if I don't get accepted to the film school of my dreams.  I'll find my way into the business somehow.  Besides, I'll have 2 more years to mooch off of my parents and get some filming done locally.  I'll be able to work at my job and save up for more equipment and work on my own video shorts--all while living in the comfort of this house.

If I DO get in, it will be nothing short of amazing.  I am willing to work my butt off.  I'll pack up, and leave this town with a mindset of never returning.  Of course, I'll come back to visit some time or another.  But I will be officially leaving this life.  I'll be officially leaving this Temecula.  I'll be stepping into a dramatically new phase in my adulthood that will change me forever. 

It's a win-win deal for me.  It always is, and always will be.  Why? 

Because I make it that way. 

That's why.