It's 7:30pm and I want to go to bed.
I'm having one of those moments where the idea of creating great films and writing great scripts seems so overwhelming.
That's the world.
I'm overwhelmed.
I want to just sit and watch movies and not have to think about the screenwriting or camera angles or jump cuts. I want to just watch, and turn my brain off for two hours.
I love being a communication arts major. It really is the most fun a student could have, and I'm not complaining about my situation.
I'm just saying that to create a movie that doesn't suck is intimidating.
Especially when other com majors that I'm friends with make films that are so good.
I get caught between being really competitive and therefore motivated to make a film that's better than theirs, and getting really overwhelmed and thinking it's impossible.
Right now, it's overwhelmed.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Monday, January 28, 2013
There is so much to say.
Last night was one of the greatest nights of my life.
My film professor is a close friend of director Jonathan Levine.
He's directed 50/50:
And is now doing press for his new movie that he wrote and directed, Warm Bodies:
Jonathan is an alum of Brown University in Rhode Island (for those of you that, like myself, had no idea that Brown was in RI) and he decided to have a pre-screening of Warm Bodies at Brown last night. My professor went to Brown with him, so he gave her ten free tickets for her students to go to the screening. I was one of the ten that signed up to go.
Our professor wasn't able to make it, but told us to make sure to talk to Jonathan after the Q&A that was supposed to follow the screening. So we drive an hour and a half yesterday afternoon to Brown.
My thoughts?
Why didn't I go to Brown?!
It's beautiful. It's a pretty big and artsy campus (from what I saw) and I just loved it.
So we got there at like 5pm which was a little early so we walked down to a Chipotle for dinner. The other car wasn't there yet, so it was just Jesse, Chuck, myself, and Chuck's friend Steven. So we get Chipotle then go to the theatre and tell the people in charge that we were from Gordon and we were supposed to be on some list. So the girl escorts us in and tells the security that we are guests of the director, then seats us in a 'reserved' row. It was pretty sweet. Then the other car from Gordon arrives and we all sit there alone in the theatre (the doors didn't officially open till six or six thirty) for a while. Then they let everyone in and we sat there for a long time till Jonathan came out for the Q&A. The projector to screen the movie was having 'technical difficulties' so they had the Q&A before the film. It was interesting. He was super funny and friendly and answered a bunch of questions.
But then the Q&A was over and the people in charge came over and said that the movie was not going to be screened because the projector broke.
So so so frustrating.
So we were dismissed and my group went back to the security and asked if we could meet Jonathan. They said no, and then we found out that he had left.
So bummed. So so so bummed. So Chuck calls our professor and she tells Chuck to call Jonathan. So we call, he doesn't answer. Chuck shoots him a text just in case, and we leave the theatre.
We get out to the street and Chuck tells us Jonathan texted back and told us to meet him at a local bar.
So we go, and he's there. And we go to the back of the bar and Jonathan tells us to order whatever we want and the bill is put on Summit Entertainment's tab.
So we sit with him for about an hour and chat. He apologized to us for coming out and not being able to see the movie. He was really chill. He said our professor is one of his best friends and he just kept telling us how great she is as a film critic and a person. It was really cool because it made me appreciate my professor a lot more. I want to like go out to coffee with her and talk movies now.
While we were eating dinner I asked him about the film industry in NY and if he thought that I had to move out to LA to get into the industry. In November when I had lunch at Gordon with Todd Komarnicki (producer of Elf) I asked the same question and Todd had said the film industry is dead in New York unless you are already established.
Jonathan said that I should try New York first because it's more fun and he just likes it better. He asked me how old I was and then told me that if I can find cheap housing to move to NY first and then after two years if nothing is happening, move to LA. He said he did that at 24, so I can do it at 21 when I graduate. He told us to keep trying to get into the business and not to get discouraged because we will get rejected a hundred times before we're accepted. I asked him if I had to go to grad school and he told me I didn't have to, but it helped him a lot. He said that he knows a ton of film people that say grad school is a total waste for a film career, so it depends on the person.
He was so cool. He had a lot of people trying to talk to him and get his attention but even when they interrupted my questions he would always come back to me. It was just really cool to have like a legit conversation with him. He was so chill.
It was so surreal. Then he left to go have a drink with the kids from Brown that put on the Q&A event, and fifteen minutes later he came back to us and took a photo with us and left us to our dinner, courtesy of Summit.
It was the coolest night.
I'm actually really glad the projector didn't work because we had time to hang out with Jonathan and have dinner. It was also really cool, when Jon was with the Brown students, to hang out with the kids from Gordon that I didn't know that well. We all just had a great time together laughing and chatting.
It was really really great.
He was really cool.
It was so so so cool.
I'm still a little overwhelmed. It was so surreal.
He was like talking casually about 'Joe' (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) and Seth (Rogan) and all these famous people that helped him on the film. He never bragged about fame or made himself higher than us. He just sat with us and had a good time. It was so freaking cool.
This was the photo we took at the bar, Jonathan on the far right.
Coolest night.
Last night was one of the greatest nights of my life.
My film professor is a close friend of director Jonathan Levine.
He's directed 50/50:
Our professor wasn't able to make it, but told us to make sure to talk to Jonathan after the Q&A that was supposed to follow the screening. So we drive an hour and a half yesterday afternoon to Brown.
My thoughts?
Why didn't I go to Brown?!
It's beautiful. It's a pretty big and artsy campus (from what I saw) and I just loved it.
So we got there at like 5pm which was a little early so we walked down to a Chipotle for dinner. The other car wasn't there yet, so it was just Jesse, Chuck, myself, and Chuck's friend Steven. So we get Chipotle then go to the theatre and tell the people in charge that we were from Gordon and we were supposed to be on some list. So the girl escorts us in and tells the security that we are guests of the director, then seats us in a 'reserved' row. It was pretty sweet. Then the other car from Gordon arrives and we all sit there alone in the theatre (the doors didn't officially open till six or six thirty) for a while. Then they let everyone in and we sat there for a long time till Jonathan came out for the Q&A. The projector to screen the movie was having 'technical difficulties' so they had the Q&A before the film. It was interesting. He was super funny and friendly and answered a bunch of questions.
But then the Q&A was over and the people in charge came over and said that the movie was not going to be screened because the projector broke.
So so so frustrating.
So we were dismissed and my group went back to the security and asked if we could meet Jonathan. They said no, and then we found out that he had left.
So bummed. So so so bummed. So Chuck calls our professor and she tells Chuck to call Jonathan. So we call, he doesn't answer. Chuck shoots him a text just in case, and we leave the theatre.
We get out to the street and Chuck tells us Jonathan texted back and told us to meet him at a local bar.
So we go, and he's there. And we go to the back of the bar and Jonathan tells us to order whatever we want and the bill is put on Summit Entertainment's tab.
So we sit with him for about an hour and chat. He apologized to us for coming out and not being able to see the movie. He was really chill. He said our professor is one of his best friends and he just kept telling us how great she is as a film critic and a person. It was really cool because it made me appreciate my professor a lot more. I want to like go out to coffee with her and talk movies now.
While we were eating dinner I asked him about the film industry in NY and if he thought that I had to move out to LA to get into the industry. In November when I had lunch at Gordon with Todd Komarnicki (producer of Elf) I asked the same question and Todd had said the film industry is dead in New York unless you are already established.
Jonathan said that I should try New York first because it's more fun and he just likes it better. He asked me how old I was and then told me that if I can find cheap housing to move to NY first and then after two years if nothing is happening, move to LA. He said he did that at 24, so I can do it at 21 when I graduate. He told us to keep trying to get into the business and not to get discouraged because we will get rejected a hundred times before we're accepted. I asked him if I had to go to grad school and he told me I didn't have to, but it helped him a lot. He said that he knows a ton of film people that say grad school is a total waste for a film career, so it depends on the person.
He was so cool. He had a lot of people trying to talk to him and get his attention but even when they interrupted my questions he would always come back to me. It was just really cool to have like a legit conversation with him. He was so chill.
It was so surreal. Then he left to go have a drink with the kids from Brown that put on the Q&A event, and fifteen minutes later he came back to us and took a photo with us and left us to our dinner, courtesy of Summit.
It was the coolest night.
I'm actually really glad the projector didn't work because we had time to hang out with Jonathan and have dinner. It was also really cool, when Jon was with the Brown students, to hang out with the kids from Gordon that I didn't know that well. We all just had a great time together laughing and chatting.
It was really really great.
He was really cool.
It was so so so cool.
I'm still a little overwhelmed. It was so surreal.
He was like talking casually about 'Joe' (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) and Seth (Rogan) and all these famous people that helped him on the film. He never bragged about fame or made himself higher than us. He just sat with us and had a good time. It was so freaking cool.
This was the photo we took at the bar, Jonathan on the far right.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
So today brought some exciting news!
I was offered a job doing promotional video work for a local museum, so that's a little resumé booster and some much appreciated experience.
Also, I got an invitation through my film professor to go to a pre-screening of Warm Bodies in Rhode Island this weekend. The director/screenwriter (also directed 50/50) will be in attendance as well to follow up the movie with a Q&A, so that'll be exciting! It's at this historic theatre in Providence and the tickets are free!
And I reached out to the company I worked with in N.Ireland about doing an internship as a PRO this summer in Belfast.
So, we shall see.
Now if only I could decide on a client to do PR for this semester...
I was offered a job doing promotional video work for a local museum, so that's a little resumé booster and some much appreciated experience.
Also, I got an invitation through my film professor to go to a pre-screening of Warm Bodies in Rhode Island this weekend. The director/screenwriter (also directed 50/50) will be in attendance as well to follow up the movie with a Q&A, so that'll be exciting! It's at this historic theatre in Providence and the tickets are free!
And I reached out to the company I worked with in N.Ireland about doing an internship as a PRO this summer in Belfast.
So, we shall see.
Now if only I could decide on a client to do PR for this semester...
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Old men kill me. And by kill me I mean they warm my heart because they're so stinkin precious.
I hung out with a bunch of elderly folk in Ireland and I think I've just realized how valuable the stories of old people are. They have so many stories.
I'm a really indecisive person. I'm not sure of anything, ever, so it's always nice when I'm reminded of why I love being a com major. Like when old Irish men tell me stories of how they met their wives or how life was like during war-time. I love stories.
I love being a com major.
I'm twenty years, five months, and seventeen days old.
I have never lived on my own, never been in love, never done my own taxes...and I feel old.
I've been thinking lately about time and the rapid speed that it is running away from me.
I have two more semesters of college. Two.
I'm not ready for a real job, an apartment, a real relationship.
I'm twenty years old and I'm so afraid of growing up.
I found these in the depths of my iPhoto today.
I have never lived on my own, never been in love, never done my own taxes...and I feel old.
I've been thinking lately about time and the rapid speed that it is running away from me.
I have two more semesters of college. Two.
I'm not ready for a real job, an apartment, a real relationship.
I'm twenty years old and I'm so afraid of growing up.
I found these in the depths of my iPhoto today.
my sister, Tom, and I when I was thirteen.
My sister and I when I was fifteen.
Steph and I when we were seventeen.
Seventeen seems so young now. I remember everything about this day, 'like it was yesterday'.
But it wasn't.
Time is flying.
I'm not ready for this.
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Lazy saturdays are the best. Especially when spent in my cozy apartment.
Half of my roommates (there are six of us) are out and the other half are listening to music in their rooms. So I'm sitting in my living room watching Newsies and drinking tea.
I should really be applying for internships.
Or writing my script.
Or finding a client for my PR class.
Alas, I'm watching Newsies.
I spoke to my Irish friend this morning and he's found me several places to apply (In N. Ireland) for internships. I could have free housing this summer living in Boston with Kesha and Sarah. Or with my aunt in New York. Or with Sarah's family in LA. Or at home and work in Philly.
But really...I want to work in London.
This is why I haven't applied for internships yet.
Where do I go?
I'm doing PR for a company this semester, which opens up a whole new world of possibilities.
Do I intern as a PR officer or a production assistant or a writer or a film editor?
I'm not ready to make these decisions.
Things would have been easier if I had just followed through with my childhood plan of being a princess...
Half of my roommates (there are six of us) are out and the other half are listening to music in their rooms. So I'm sitting in my living room watching Newsies and drinking tea.
I should really be applying for internships.
Or writing my script.
Or finding a client for my PR class.
Alas, I'm watching Newsies.
I spoke to my Irish friend this morning and he's found me several places to apply (In N. Ireland) for internships. I could have free housing this summer living in Boston with Kesha and Sarah. Or with my aunt in New York. Or with Sarah's family in LA. Or at home and work in Philly.
But really...I want to work in London.
This is why I haven't applied for internships yet.
Where do I go?
I'm doing PR for a company this semester, which opens up a whole new world of possibilities.
Do I intern as a PR officer or a production assistant or a writer or a film editor?
I'm not ready to make these decisions.
Things would have been easier if I had just followed through with my childhood plan of being a princess...
Friday, January 18, 2013
I should blog about Ireland. I've been back for three days and soon the memories are going to get fuzzy.
But I'm so tired, and I'm so sad.
I miss Ireland.
I miss the feeling of living life, when I was learning about the world and having adventures and seeing the beauty of the land.
Now I'm reading PR for dummies and doing spanish homework.
I feel an existential crisis approaching.
What's the point in all this?
Would it really be that crazy if I moved to Belfast and took up a job with the Trust?
I think my main problem is that I'm bored.
School is boring. Work is boring. Activities are boring.
It makes me want to rebel or get a tattoo or take up some destructive habit.
I need some excitement, something to look forward to.
I may even settle for a mess to clean up.
I've been awake for 18 hours...I think that maybe all I really need is sleep.
Goodnight, friends.
Happy semester six.
But I'm so tired, and I'm so sad.
I miss Ireland.
I miss the feeling of living life, when I was learning about the world and having adventures and seeing the beauty of the land.
Now I'm reading PR for dummies and doing spanish homework.
I feel an existential crisis approaching.
What's the point in all this?
Would it really be that crazy if I moved to Belfast and took up a job with the Trust?
I think my main problem is that I'm bored.
School is boring. Work is boring. Activities are boring.
It makes me want to rebel or get a tattoo or take up some destructive habit.
I need some excitement, something to look forward to.
I may even settle for a mess to clean up.
I've been awake for 18 hours...I think that maybe all I really need is sleep.
Goodnight, friends.
Happy semester six.
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Thursday, January 3, 2013
It's 9 degrees out right now.
Nine.
In "Belfast, UK" it's 48. It's like I'm escaping to the tropics with that kind of contrast.
So this is my last blog post for the next eleven days. I always feel before I go on a trip that I need to make my final goodbyes in the event that this trip brings my death. I should be psychoanalyzed.
Anywho, adieu to all, and if I die, know that I was content in doing so because it will have been (grammar?) in Ireland. Joy.
Also, Sarah has dropped (Dropbox) me the soundtrack to Les Mis, so I will be listening to that and therefore all the more happy whilst on this trip.
It's gonna be great.
As for now, I'm gonna get packed up and go meet my team.
We leave for the airport at two or three, and then our flight leaves at six.
Can you imagine me sitting on a plane for six hours?
Neither can I.
Pray for the poor kid from my group that has to sit next to me.
I'm nervous. Ahhhh nervous. I feel like I'm a new kid at school and I hope the other kids like me.
It'll be great.
Freaking IRELAND.
Yes. Okay that is enough for today.
Farewell, friends, I wish you all the best two weeks of relaxation.
I will miss you.
<3
Nine.
In "Belfast, UK" it's 48. It's like I'm escaping to the tropics with that kind of contrast.
So this is my last blog post for the next eleven days. I always feel before I go on a trip that I need to make my final goodbyes in the event that this trip brings my death. I should be psychoanalyzed.
Anywho, adieu to all, and if I die, know that I was content in doing so because it will have been (grammar?) in Ireland. Joy.
Also, Sarah has dropped (Dropbox) me the soundtrack to Les Mis, so I will be listening to that and therefore all the more happy whilst on this trip.
It's gonna be great.
As for now, I'm gonna get packed up and go meet my team.
We leave for the airport at two or three, and then our flight leaves at six.
Can you imagine me sitting on a plane for six hours?
Neither can I.
Pray for the poor kid from my group that has to sit next to me.
I'm nervous. Ahhhh nervous. I feel like I'm a new kid at school and I hope the other kids like me.
It'll be great.
Freaking IRELAND.
Yes. Okay that is enough for today.
Farewell, friends, I wish you all the best two weeks of relaxation.
I will miss you.
<3
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Tomorrow I drive back to Gordon.
The day after I go to Ireland.
IRELAND.
Excitement has begun, but really I just need to get through tomorrow before I'm really excited.
I'm preparing by watching leap year, and lying in bed.
So tired.
I had a great great day. I realized that having breakfast is a wonderful thing and I will now consider doing it semi-regularly. Homie, Heather, Lucia and I awoke at 7am and went to a nice restaurant for breakfast in Philadelphia with Aunt Sue & Uncle Ned. I had turkey sausage, grapefruit, and tea. Delicious.
Then we walked a few blocks to the Mummers Parade. It was hysterical. So funny. It was like 9am and everyone was totally sloshed. All of the mummers walked by holding beer cans, already drunk. So funny. There was also an incident where an ET mummer stepped out of a car right in front of me. Nightmare. I ran.
So we stood at the parade for about three and a half hours until we could no longer handle the cold. Then we went out to lunch, and came home. I'm freakishly tired.
I'm really really nervous for Ireland. I'm not good with change; I need something familiar. I love the people on my trip and I know we'll all get to be friends and I'm not worried about that, I'm just worried about the fact that I won't have a best friend. I won't have a Kesh or Tibbs or Steph to vent or make jokes or just chill with. I know I'll have the people on the trip, but they don't know me and can't possibly know me that well during the course of these eleven days. I'm going it alone, and that scares me.
Also, I freaking hate driving to school. Driving home is worse, but shoot every time I wonder why the heck I decided to go to school so far away.
Ugh.
I'm just cranky because I'm tired.
On the plus side, I used the remainder of my american express gift card to buy the Next to Normal soundtrack.
Yes, Tibbs, I did it.
Get ready.
Anywho, I'm going to sleep.
Happy New Year!
The day after I go to Ireland.
IRELAND.
Excitement has begun, but really I just need to get through tomorrow before I'm really excited.
I'm preparing by watching leap year, and lying in bed.
So tired.
I had a great great day. I realized that having breakfast is a wonderful thing and I will now consider doing it semi-regularly. Homie, Heather, Lucia and I awoke at 7am and went to a nice restaurant for breakfast in Philadelphia with Aunt Sue & Uncle Ned. I had turkey sausage, grapefruit, and tea. Delicious.
Then we walked a few blocks to the Mummers Parade. It was hysterical. So funny. It was like 9am and everyone was totally sloshed. All of the mummers walked by holding beer cans, already drunk. So funny. There was also an incident where an ET mummer stepped out of a car right in front of me. Nightmare. I ran.
So we stood at the parade for about three and a half hours until we could no longer handle the cold. Then we went out to lunch, and came home. I'm freakishly tired.
I'm really really nervous for Ireland. I'm not good with change; I need something familiar. I love the people on my trip and I know we'll all get to be friends and I'm not worried about that, I'm just worried about the fact that I won't have a best friend. I won't have a Kesh or Tibbs or Steph to vent or make jokes or just chill with. I know I'll have the people on the trip, but they don't know me and can't possibly know me that well during the course of these eleven days. I'm going it alone, and that scares me.
Also, I freaking hate driving to school. Driving home is worse, but shoot every time I wonder why the heck I decided to go to school so far away.
Ugh.
I'm just cranky because I'm tired.
On the plus side, I used the remainder of my american express gift card to buy the Next to Normal soundtrack.
Yes, Tibbs, I did it.
Get ready.
Anywho, I'm going to sleep.
Happy New Year!
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