Today I gave Emerson my deposit to secure my position in the LA Program for Spring 2008. That used to sound SO far away, but now I feel like it's catching up to me pretty quick. So I guess in a mere year from now, I'll already be finishing my last semester in Boston before the golden gates of California welcome me and my little dreams with open arms into the land of Hollywood opportunity.
Right. I'm sure that's how it works. Ask ANYONE.
Regardless, I'm excited/terrified at how real my predicament is. I could easily be a homeless and unemployed aspiring screenwriter/production assistant/TV production graduate in a little over a year.
Criminy.
Speaking of California, while I used to be really jealous of Elliott and Michael and E.T. when they got to go trick or treating without any coats ruining their costumes, I really don't think Halloween would be as awesome outside of New England. The beautiful, well kept brownstone on Joy Place I walk by every day secured my feelings on this matter, because they changed their normally white window lights (which are on 24/7 and are sneakily fixed on the inside of the many windows, between the curtain and the glass, to prevent creeps like me from looking in) to yellow, green, and orange ones and then put really fancy Halloween cutouts in the windows that get lit up by the colored lights and just look so cool. I can't wait to see what they do for Christmas.
I love it here. I love being with my friends and my proximity to the Whole Foods dessert bar's apple crisp and the fact that Marie Antoinette and The Prestige lived up to my expectations.
I'm pretty upset that Reese and Ryan have gone splitsville, though. Not going to lie.
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