MOVING AND SHIZZ
I am moving, but no worries, still in the 305. In the process of visiting all these long lost objects it hit me. Like on that emotional level as in “this made me who I am today and I like who I am today so thank you”.
First, it’s those three powerful things. The Metal Gear game taught me about what I wanted to do, not video games but to tell powerful stories because that game had it all, and I was amazed that a form of entertainment could reach…deep. The book for Directing is a great way to learn a few things, but the best thing is when that book tells you “In those moments, you will know what to say.” That’s a fucking lesson in the book, to trust your fucking instinct immediately. Best shit ever. Last is my boy Arsene Wenger, who has stood up for so much that is missing nowadays: not doing it for the money, keeping faith in your decisions and being the manager of Arsenal, a club that has an amazing record for giving opportunities to young people who otherwise would never play professionally.
Second is my first Employee of the Month at Pizza Hut, where I learned the value of hard work and that given the right way of talk I would even trade pizza for weed. Insane.
Third, fourth and fifth is the production book for Pieces. I wrote about pushing through and presenting a script to my teachers and peers here on Tumblr once. A challenge I set to myself because I knew I could do it and that I needed to. During these days there was fear, sweat, and I don’t know if there was blood but there was glory. A script I wrote was being turned into real life, real houses, real people, all from stuff I wrote. It was the first time I felt such a rush that I could actually ride it. It goes by so fast and you’re telling yourself that this is the best feeling ever even though you forget there are way more feelings than this but you grab a moment where you see a small dream become a big thing for yourself and you ride it. Thankful for this being a personal project that with hard-work and dedication from every single person who got involved I was able to share and experience what it was to share thoughts and feelings with others in a completely open-minded way. Insane.
Last was those two yearbooks. Didn’t open them. Hell no.