Writiing at Last!!!

So apparently i write best when i think about my horrible financial state. Which is basically being a normal college student who worries about how to pay for school.

I think when i remember that there are other people out there who have issues paying for school, i don't get to freaked out. But it still sucks real bad.

Whatever the cause, maybe my stressed behavior, has led to a much needed relief from my writers block, and i am finally writing at last. It's been an exciting day, knowing what i am going to write, thinking about the scenes later on that i want to put into my work.

I t's amazing, a little maniac and rushed because i have all these ideas, good, bad, useable, filler, that is literally being thrown at me. I went out and bought the Sigur Ros album Takk... to help me out with the process, and the songs shall guide me as i write. It's great. At the moment my mind is on cloud nine, it feels clear to write because it is focused, which was albeit brought on by stress but whatever works.

I think the script and concept is ...pretty mature for a novice. I'm not trying to make one of those artsy fartsy movies. I'm just trying to write something that shows what more could come from it. I feel like i needed my first attempt at this thing that could show range and style. i think they are the two most important things. Let me just finish the thing first, and then worry about the rest.

I am going to a wedding on Saturday. My mom's cousin, who would be my...i was never good at those things, is getting married. I think his name is Tony. Or something like that. All i know is that he use to make pizza and now he doesn't. I of course am being dragged to it. I have never been to a wedding before. I don't really know what to expect. My mom is more worried about what i am going to wear rather than what she is buying for the husband and wife to be.

No one has faith that i can wear a dress and not look totally uncomfortable in it. Trust me it's hard, but sometimes i want to look girly and frily. Okay not frily, but girly wouldn't be bad sometime. So i have my outfit picked out and i think i looked pretty awesome in it. But no one should fault me if i make the uncomfortable face look. I have pictures when i was younger where it literally seems i am scratchingg my dress off.

Time to go back and write. I would talk about Movie Day with the Old People, but there was no movie day. After arriving to a small room with some chairs and an old tv, i entertained a room of...well no one. I was in there for like 30 minutes while dozens of old people rolled by me. I smiled, sat, bit my nails, and then got bored, packed up and left.

Apparently they don't really watch movies on saturday. They would rather talk with friends or look out windows. I can't really blame them, i figure at that age i'd rather hang out with my friends also and talk about the good old days. They are use to routines and i am not offended that on a lazy saturday afternoon they like to stick with them.

I have a lot more writing to do and should get back to that. I ordered Happy Accidents Tuesday and was happy to see it in the mailbox yesterday. My own copy to watch over and over again.


Yeah.