Behold, my first ever journal entry on SG! And I realize I have no fucking clue what to say so I guess I'll just introduce myself and say a little bit about what attracted to me to SG in the first place.
I grew up in a really small farming community in central New York. Moo! Yeah, the ratio of cows to people in this place is overwhelming...and as such I haven't really gotten much exposure to people, or should I say people who have all their teeth intact and don't say "Get 'er done!" like it's their job. I was a loner in school and the cool kids used to pick on me because I didn't really follow the latest trends or go out of my way to make myself known. I actually remember this one cunt Mindy who used to harass me about my makeup and my clothes...man would I like to punch her in the face, Dane Cook style. By the time I got to high school, the only friend I had moved to a distant town so I was pretty much on my own from then on. I fell into a state of depression and started skipping my classes like a mother fucker to sit in the stairwell and write...it's amazing how much easier thoughts come to you when you hate everything and want to see everyone die slow, painful deaths. I got referred to a counselor but that lasted about one visit before I said, "Fuck this" and stopped going. By my senior year, I'd had a lot of time to think about things and realized it's pointless letting people get to you, especially assholes who think they're hot shit but in reality, they're all just scared little bastards who have no faith in themselves and choose to view life through a little crack in the wall of their dark, shut-up minds.
I'm now attending the Art Institute of Philadelphia to be an animator...my ultimate goal is to work for Pixar someday, if they're still in good shape by then. Philly and Cato (the town I live in) are definitely at opposite ends of the spectrum...you go from cows and cornfields one moment to hobos and concrete the next. The cows are a lot nicer to you than the hobos though...some guy actually tried spitting on me awhile back because I wouldn't give him change. Yeah, that's really gonna tug at my heart strings and make me pity you, buddy.
While I'm at school I hope to discover more about what I want out of life and act accordingly. I took the summer quarter off and have just been sitting around on my ass watching flash animations and thinking, "I'm gonna do something like that eventually..." and then never get around to it.
Oh, I'm working for my brother as a wedding videographer part-time, I've been doing it since I was 16. I've seen so many people get married that the whole idea of marriage is totally ruined for me. Honestly I wasn't a big fan of it before, but now I can't fucking stand it. In the unlikely event that I get married, I want it to be on an old ship out in the ocean somewhere, and all of my guests will be dressed in the style of the day, and then fucking pirates are gonna come out of nowhere and try to stop the wedding. My husband-to-be will of course whip out his rapier and mop the floor with the pirates' asses and then the ceremony will pick up where it left off. And the best part is, my guests will not know about the pirates beforehand. You know, even if I never get married I think I'll have a fake marriage just so I can see a bunch of people dressed like pirates. Pirates rock.
And now onto the beauty and allure of SG...it's funny because my boyfriend at the time is the one who introduced me to SG, and it was quite by accident. He was actually trying to hide it from me because he was afraid of what I'd think if I caught him looking at naked girls. I found the most recent SG book hidden under his bed one day and...I don't even know if words can describe how I felt as I was turning the pages. It was love at first sight. God damn it everyone was so fucking pretty I wanted to gouge my eyes out with safety pins and offer my soul to Satan. I immediately becamed a member of the site and later gave some thought to applying as a model. My boyfriend seemed pretty keen on the idea and took the first photos I used to apply. He and I have gone our seperate ways since then, but Ryan, if you're reading this, thank you for helping my dream to become a part of SG become a reality.
Yesterday I bought a venus' flytrap and named it Squishy. I've never seen a flytrap in real life before...I sorta had this vision of it violently ensnaring bugs and shit but nah, it just kinda sits there looking like a pussy with teeth...I fed it a cricket today though, but it would have been cooler if the cricket wasn't already dead...
That's all for now. Oh, and the photographer for my first photoset's name is Steve, I met him in one of my classes at school back in February or March or something like that...he's the most amazing guy ever and I miss him terribly now that I'm at home for summer and he's back at school doing the responsible student thing. Stephen with a PH, I will see your sexy ass in 10 days and counting.
I grew up in a really small farming community in central New York. Moo! Yeah, the ratio of cows to people in this place is overwhelming...and as such I haven't really gotten much exposure to people, or should I say people who have all their teeth intact and don't say "Get 'er done!" like it's their job. I was a loner in school and the cool kids used to pick on me because I didn't really follow the latest trends or go out of my way to make myself known. I actually remember this one cunt Mindy who used to harass me about my makeup and my clothes...man would I like to punch her in the face, Dane Cook style. By the time I got to high school, the only friend I had moved to a distant town so I was pretty much on my own from then on. I fell into a state of depression and started skipping my classes like a mother fucker to sit in the stairwell and write...it's amazing how much easier thoughts come to you when you hate everything and want to see everyone die slow, painful deaths. I got referred to a counselor but that lasted about one visit before I said, "Fuck this" and stopped going. By my senior year, I'd had a lot of time to think about things and realized it's pointless letting people get to you, especially assholes who think they're hot shit but in reality, they're all just scared little bastards who have no faith in themselves and choose to view life through a little crack in the wall of their dark, shut-up minds.
I'm now attending the Art Institute of Philadelphia to be an animator...my ultimate goal is to work for Pixar someday, if they're still in good shape by then. Philly and Cato (the town I live in) are definitely at opposite ends of the spectrum...you go from cows and cornfields one moment to hobos and concrete the next. The cows are a lot nicer to you than the hobos though...some guy actually tried spitting on me awhile back because I wouldn't give him change. Yeah, that's really gonna tug at my heart strings and make me pity you, buddy.
While I'm at school I hope to discover more about what I want out of life and act accordingly. I took the summer quarter off and have just been sitting around on my ass watching flash animations and thinking, "I'm gonna do something like that eventually..." and then never get around to it.
Oh, I'm working for my brother as a wedding videographer part-time, I've been doing it since I was 16. I've seen so many people get married that the whole idea of marriage is totally ruined for me. Honestly I wasn't a big fan of it before, but now I can't fucking stand it. In the unlikely event that I get married, I want it to be on an old ship out in the ocean somewhere, and all of my guests will be dressed in the style of the day, and then fucking pirates are gonna come out of nowhere and try to stop the wedding. My husband-to-be will of course whip out his rapier and mop the floor with the pirates' asses and then the ceremony will pick up where it left off. And the best part is, my guests will not know about the pirates beforehand. You know, even if I never get married I think I'll have a fake marriage just so I can see a bunch of people dressed like pirates. Pirates rock.
And now onto the beauty and allure of SG...it's funny because my boyfriend at the time is the one who introduced me to SG, and it was quite by accident. He was actually trying to hide it from me because he was afraid of what I'd think if I caught him looking at naked girls. I found the most recent SG book hidden under his bed one day and...I don't even know if words can describe how I felt as I was turning the pages. It was love at first sight. God damn it everyone was so fucking pretty I wanted to gouge my eyes out with safety pins and offer my soul to Satan. I immediately becamed a member of the site and later gave some thought to applying as a model. My boyfriend seemed pretty keen on the idea and took the first photos I used to apply. He and I have gone our seperate ways since then, but Ryan, if you're reading this, thank you for helping my dream to become a part of SG become a reality.
Yesterday I bought a venus' flytrap and named it Squishy. I've never seen a flytrap in real life before...I sorta had this vision of it violently ensnaring bugs and shit but nah, it just kinda sits there looking like a pussy with teeth...I fed it a cricket today though, but it would have been cooler if the cricket wasn't already dead...
That's all for now. Oh, and the photographer for my first photoset's name is Steve, I met him in one of my classes at school back in February or March or something like that...he's the most amazing guy ever and I miss him terribly now that I'm at home for summer and he's back at school doing the responsible student thing. Stephen with a PH, I will see your sexy ass in 10 days and counting.
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Pixar is about three miles from here.
I know a couple of folks who work there,
so come on out, and I'm sure we can get
the tour.
I got lost in the music score section last time.
Sound is space, and every microinch is filled,
fought over, with a selection from about l00
other scores ready to mix in, or out, and each
with their own color, it's just fucking crazy
fascinating. The sandwiches are great too.
You hit the water beautifully here at SG. Bob