Friday, January 31, 2003

Just Not Enough Tragedies

Here I am again. Surprise surprise.

Today was eventful, news-wise (which isn't a good thing). The train derailment added another bullet point to the list of terrible events that have been constantly going on. I guess there were always tragic events happening but before September 11, I never paid much attention to them. What scares me is that this train derailment was so close to home. My brother could've been on that train. People were just going somewhere (maybe work), reading their newspapers, books and then BAM, forget the "these things don't happen to me" notion that I have, although consciously I know that these things COULD happen to me. Just because they haven't yet, doesn't mean they never will. And that's what scares me. All the lost lives who have families and friends. It's scary to know that these sort of tragedies happen in most daily of tasks.

I went to the movies today with April. After that I handed a few of my resumes in hope of getting a proper job that I won't mind doing. I'm not expecting anything. The woman in Dymocks was so rude. I just asked her if they were hiring anyone and after she said, "NO!", I asked when they will be and she said, "WE WON'T BE!!". There was no need to be like that. Well, at least I know that I won't be working with her.

I also talked with April about our TV show that we're writing. We decided that we'll have to re-write all the episodes because they are not going anywhere and are not as funny as we first thought they were.

I really want to get the show on TV and I'm very driven for it to be done. And when I'm that ambitious about something, things get done. I just have to not lose that drive, which is what happens usually with all my projects. I have such a short attention span, but I think I mentioned that before.

Thursday, January 30, 2003

Another Beginning

Hi everyone! Well, I'm starting another thing that I most likely won't finish. Oh well, at least it'll entertain me for now. I really want to leave my mark on the internet and since I've been doing numerous web pages that never seem anywhere near finished, I decided to do this. I mean, all I have to do is write. And if I'll ever do finish my latest web page, I'll tell you the address, don't worry. I know you're not, but just in case, ok.

I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Sky Space (for the purpose of this blog). Don't ask why 'cause it's a long story and you'd probably regret asking. I'm almost 19 years old (well I will be at the end of March) but time flies quickly. I'm not really looking forward to being older. I was always one of those people who never wanted to grow up and wished that "The Never Land" really existed. (I wish I could fly too. But who doesn't?) Anyway, I'm getting distracted. I don't have a big attention span (unfortunately).

I live in Australia in the best city (and I'm not the only person who says that). I go to a cool uni where I'm going into my 2nd year of Design, on the road to becoming a graphic or web designer. However, I'm not one of those people who already have numerous websites and graphic artworks before they even started uni. I wish I was. It's kind of pathetic that I have nothing to show for my interest in web/graphic design. I do really like the course and want to become a professional but I'm too lazy to design stuff just for the sake of it.

Becoming a designer is not my dream job but it's good to have something on which I could rely to earn a living and not hate too much at the same time. You want to know what my dream job is? Don't laugh, though. I want to work in the television/movie industry. Not a performer (although sometimes I wish I could act out really cool characters) but a person behind the scenes such as a writer or a producer or a director. Now you understand why I need a 'real' job. Though, just thinking about writing a TV show sends tingles up (or down) my spine.

About my family. I live at home with my parents (who I have a 'normal' relationship with) and my 16 year old brother who although can be a selfish little brat, is really my greatest confidante. I also have relatives who live close by and come by almost every single weekend. I don't mind too much since they're all right.

Now about my friends. I could go on for a really long time explaining about my friends but I'll sum it up for you. I hang out mainly with a small group of my closest friends (from high school) who are all girls and one of the girls' boyfriend (who I really wish would get his own life, but more about him another time). I'm closer to some than others but I'm able to be completely my weird self with them all which makes me appreciate and love them so much.

I hang out with other people from school sometimes (which you should probably know). Another important person in my life is Nadine (my long time 'best' friend). The reason she's important is because when I didn't have good friends, she was my best friend with whom I spent my preteens and teenage years with. The one I shared my secrets, worries and dreams with. We were extremely close. I guess we were like sisters. I even have proper love/hate feelings towards her. Lately we've been drifting apart. We always had completely different personalities but it didn't matter as much before. Now it does. I still keep in touch with her (on the phone) but we don't really hang out. Sometimes I miss what we shared but lately it's hasn't been as important as it once was.

I'm guessing there's one thing on your mind that I haven't talked about yet. Am I right? If I'm not, sorry, I was just trying to be more interactive with you. If I am, the answer is: no, I don't have a boyfriend. I never had a boyfriend in my life which really depresses me, although I'm trying not to let it bother me too much. I know I'm almost 19, don't remind me. The reason? I went to a girls' school and we don't have any family friends that are guys. And I can't just meet someone off the street. I haven't really had any guy friends since year 3. Sad, isn't it. Don't you dare feel sorry for me, though. I can't stand pity. I'm just saying all of this so you can have an idea about what sort of a person I am.

I really would like to meet RG (as I call him in my diary, short for Right Guy by which I mean a guy that is right for me. He doesn't have to be perfect, he just has to be perfect for me. You know what I mean?)

Actually, one of the reasons for this blog is for me to consciously do stuff that would make me meet more guys. How would this innocent blog do this, you ask? Well, it'll make me go out more so I'll have more interesting stuff to write about. At least, I hope it will.

I'm usually very reserved and don't go out of my way to risk getting my comfortable state into a nervous wreck. But I know that if I don't do anything, nothing will happen. I really believe that you have to work to get what you want. Nothing good comes easily, as I learnt. Let me know what you think about that. Tell me if something good that came to you without you lifting a finger. I can't wait to hear about that.

I will go now since I have nothing else that I want to write about. Let's just hope that this first entry won't be the last.