Friday, January 25, 2013

What I'm trying to say

That song rocks you guys.  And it resounds with me.
Can I just talk about my life really quick?  let's talk about it.
For the new year, I was going to get a gym membership (ever since I quite applebee's, I've been getting fatter) but instead, I bought myself a weighted jump rope and called it good.  ha ha.  So each night, before I go to bed, I jump 100 times with both feet followed by 25 jumps for each foot alone.  So like, 150 jumps in total.  It kills me.  I let my heart rate slow down, I do 25 pushups and then I do another 150.
So, tonight, now that I'm done doing my mini work out, I'm sitting on my bed, breathing heaving and listening to the song that I posted above.
About 3 years ago, Tiffany Robertson dumped me.  I took it very poorly.  During one of our final arguments, she talked to me about how I wasn't getting any experience and that I needed to get out there.  She told me that my degree wouldn't be enough and that experience was everything.  What she said rang very true.
So after we broke up, I started my own company, Tan Top Records(click on the link and like the page.  C'mon.  Support me!).  The company didn't really make me any money.  I wasn't very good at it at first and the space I was in wasn't conducive to a real studio sound.  But I learned a lot.  Having my own business gave me the opportunity to expand and learn how to mix music properly.
After Tiffany, I dated Kelly.  Kelly watched me as I tried to get my business off the ground.  She watched me as I tried to bring people into my parents basement and record their crappy (and sometimes really crappy) music.  Finally, after months of trying to get my bird off the ground, an opportunity arose.  A job at the beloved Hale Center Theater in Orem.  The only reason I got it was because Kelly worked there and mentioned that I had had experience.
They hired me and I began my career as an audio technician for Hale Center Theater.  And you know what? I'm 100% content.  I don't want to do anything else for the rest of my life.  That's how much I love my job.  Because of it, I'm learning light design (which I also love) and I'm mixing for a live show coming up in February called Why We Tell The Story If you care about me at all, you'll go and check it out, because I'm STOKED about it. STOKED STOKED STOKED.
It also put me in touch with a friend named Meagan who hired me on to work on an independent film called GruntSlingers.  Again, if you care about me at all, you'll click on that link and like the page.  It'll give you cool updates so you can see my work! hooray!
The point of this blog is not to plug my goings-on.  It's to show that ever since Tiffany dumped me, my life has kind of been guided.  As I prepare and learn, I'm given more and more opportunity.  My life is fantastic and I'm not even trying to make it that way.  It just is.
I don't know what I'm trying to say.  I'm just very grateful for everything; for my talents and opportunities. 
I'm grateful to God for giving them to me.
I really do love all of you.
I love you for reading, for supporting me and for putting up with my random, emo status updates on facebook.
Keep it real, b.

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