booty love ok

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I have to admit, since I was 10, I’ve seen myself in the mirror as a long list of things that need improvement or should be better, but that’s some bullshit ok. People can stick their unsolicited comments/opinions about my body up their asses (excuse me) while I go ahead and worship mine (my ass, that is).


This might not be worth mentioning, but:

I have recently developed a passion for video production! Of course, it is very low key, since I have no professional training in the field, or equipment, or cool editing software, or help, or props … lol … but it is still so much fun!!

Ever since I can remember, I have been maybe what you could call hyper-imaginative. When I hear things, I normally also see some kind of image in my head. And when I see things, I usually mentally superimpose some kind of soundtrack or voice-over. It’s kind of weird, but one day I decided to give those quirky bits of me a moment to shine.

It started with the song “Breezeblocks” by Alt-J. I had a very emotional connection with that song, so the images that flooded my head were even more overwhelming. I had to get it out of my head – more out of peace of mind than exploring a new hobby – so I grabbed my old camera and went at it.

The end product was kind of weird, like me, and it was incredibly satisfying. I could finally see the physical product of what my mind had been playing on loop in my head.

See the video here:

So far, I have made two other videos since then. They both come from the same “I’m going to go crazy if I don’t get this out of me” mentality, but I’ve really enjoyed both the process and the product so far. Unfortunately, one was taken down because I used a song that wasn’t on Youtube’s approved list, so that’s a bummer that I can’t share it…but more will come, I am sure!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy my style of video-production-slash-story-telling (if you choose to watch it). I try to pack it full of symbolism and leave as many possibilities for interpretation as possible. My goal is always to give a visual representation of how a sound feels, and at least for me, I feel it has been pretty accurate. I’m hoping to get better and better with each video, but for now, I’m just enjoying this new little hobby.

Back to school, creative crushed.

This is a pretty accurate follow-up, I’d say, from my last post.

There is something about school in general – but especially about the end of the school year – that pulls my eyelids closed and stoops my shoulders and lowers my head. I feel a little tiny cry for help inside me: “Let me paint! Ooh, let’s design something! Hey, can we write about that??” but it is buried deep underneath a pile of assigned responsibilities.

Tests, tests, tests, papers, projects, assignments, due dates, reminders, meetings, oh and don’t forget to secure that part-time job over the summer. And what for? Don’t get me started on what for…

This is the moment when I’d normally break off on an impassioned rant about the role of education in our society, how it’s stiflingly outdated, and how it could be so much better…

but I’m tired.

And right now I have to pull another one of those classic college “one-of-the-three-but-not-all-three” decisions.

To shower,

to sleep,

or to study.

This “one-of-the-three-but-not-all-three” decision has been dressed up in many ways over the course of my college career, and I think I can say with confidence now that it is truth. (Am I still making sense? My brain checked out a long time ago apparently…)

Anyway, I’m choosing sleep this time – or rather, I’d actually say sleep is choosing me.

To any fellow students out there, crawling their way through the end of the semester, I’m wishing you the best of luck. Try to give your sanity a hug when you are all through, no matter the grade, no matter the GPA, no matter, no matter, no matter.