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Lesson #7: Get out of your head. {Year #2}

12/16/17.

Get out of your head.

Naturally, it seems like the safest place to be.

But cabin fever of the brain is just as real as cabin fever of the body.

Sometimes in the midst of a blizzard, you need to get outside and play.

Make snow angels in the middle of the storm.

Lesson 7, Year 2.

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Lesson #360: Bad day blues?

7/15/15.

Remember this day?

I lied.

It gets worse.

The night after I got less than two hours of sleep, I stayed an hour and a half late at my internship finishing up work. Exhausted and ready to go home, I was forced to confront one of my worst fears: being stuck on an elevator. First in complete disbelief and then in complete panic, I called my mom to  tell her my final goodbye and that I love her. Finally, security answered my emergency call.

Turns out I wasn’t stuck. Interns just aren’t allowed to be there that late and my badge stopped working.

It was the best.

I walked past the man at the front desk with my head hung in embarrassment. I was the real life Damien from Mean Girls. (“Don’t look at me.”) I got in my car only to be reminded by the bright orange light on my dashboard that I had no gas.

By the time I got to the gas station, I was sobbing on the phone to my parents like a five year old. I felt out of place at stoplights and intersections, in a business blazer much like the other people making their way home.

Except I was 20. And crying.

Thinking about it now, I realized even though it absolutely sucked and all I wanted to do was sleep when I got home, nothing about it was too too bad.

I wasn’t hurt, I didn’t lose anything, and no real damage was done.

I don’t really know what I learned today.

But I was thinking about how long I’ve been writing this blog, and how many bad days I’ve had, and how you’ve had to hear me talk about all them—because whatever it was was happening in my life at the time.

And that’s just it.

It is what was happening… at the time.

Bad days happen.

They happen, and they keep happening, and they will happen until the end of our time.

It’s what was happening at the time.

It’s strange—because there’s so much power in that statement.

What’s happening “at the time” can consume our lives.

It’s what we know in those moments and days, and sometimes it’s hard to think outside of that.

So let it.

Like my very first lesson, use bad days as an excuse. (I mean… this blog was a product of a bad day and it turned out pretty okay, right?)

It the perfect reason to ugly cry, scream a little, give up momentarly—

and then reset.

And that’s the best part of it all.

Sometimes we need to crash and burn to rise again.

Day 360.

Lesson #333: The unavoidable “life isn’t fair” lesson.

6/18/15.

Sometimes in life we will work our hardest and still not get what we want.

Or at least—

what we think we deserve.

Sometimes we can fight for it,

and sometimes fighting for it won’t do a damn thing.

And it sucks.

It’s a hard lesson not just to learn, but to accept.

But it’s just a fact of life, I guess.

Day 333.

Lesson #331: Adult things.

6/16/15.

Guys, I’m an adult.

I know because of two reasons.

1) Yesterday, I wore white pants and didn’t spill anything on them.

2) Today, I went to my first ever real networking event.

It was like a whole new world. For me, it’s pretty easy to walk right up to people and say hi. But to be put in a room to do that—on purpose?

Eh…a little awkward.

But it ended up being a lot, a lot of fun.

Actually, I had a ball.

And I learned a few things too.

I’ve mentioned it before, but this summer I’m in a LA study “abroad” program with my university. Tonight was the program’s five year reunion dinner.

I talked to quite a few people, but the first person that really struck me was a wonderful young woman not too much older than myself. She did the program a few years ago and knew she wanted to live out here; now she’s currently out in LA doing her thing, working with ABC network, and making it on her own. The jaw dropper? She graduated college in two and a half years.

Me and the other girls talking to her were completely fascinated, and floored. Of course I asked: How?

“I made it happen.”

After interning in California, she knew she wanted to finish school but she knew she wanted to get out here as fast as possible. She met and talked to who she needed to talk to, she managed to get the big signature (they originally told her it wasn’t allowed), and she somehow survived nine classes every semester for two semesters (I can barely survive five). Somewhere between her telling us about her journey and me asking how she was so fearless, she replied:

“I don’t like rules. But I don’t like cheating, either. It’s all about winding your way through and then in.”

She told us when she got to LA, she had already been calling ABC for a period of time telling them, “Look, I’m coming to California in a month. Here’s my qualifications. Can you get me an interview?” They said they couldn’t promise, but she didn’t give up. The day she got to Cali, she called them saying, “Hey, it’s me. I’m coming in now, I’m here,” and then finally landed an interview. She didn’t get the position she wanted, but she did get a position starting with the company.

With that being said, I was definitely filling up on inspiration and taking mental notes from her as she talked, and I got this:

You don’t have to break the rules. But to stand out, you have to bend them.

The next guy I talked to was awesome. When he asked me what I want to do, I gave him my usual rundown:

1. I started making YouTube videos eight years ago.

2. I fell in love with development, pre-production, production, post production, engaging an audience and being on camera, and marketing—because I had to do all of it myself.

3. Now I love every step of creating videos and series and movies, which is a bust, because where do I start? I want to do all of it.

He gave me the best advice ever.

“Then do it. All of it.”

He told me about his journey as well; how he’s currently a writer and producer who also acts and is looking to make it in that way as well.

I got super excited because—well—same.

Finally, someone who understands!

When I asked him how to go about it this, because it’s generally frowned upon, he told me something like this:

“You have to put yourself out there. When people ask, you have to be honest and say, ‘Hey, this is all of what I want to do. I want to do all of this and act too.’ Then when an opportunity arises, you’ll be there, and people will have you in mind.”

It’s true. That’s how doors are opened.

And just by listening to these wonderful people and their great advice tonight, doors were opened for me just by listening and learning.

It all starts with a little bit of belief, a little bit of knowledge, and a little bit of inspiration.

Cheers.

Day 331.

Lesson #307: Leap.

5/24/15.

Take a leap of faith.

In fact, keep taking leaps of faith.

One right after the other.

Go out on a limb. Step over the edge.

Say it. Be it. Overcome it.

Do it afraid.

And never stop.

I promise you,

9 times out of 10, you won’t regret it.

Instead, you will be proud of yourself for doing what you were most afraid of—no matter how it turns out.

That’s what I’ve learned time after time.

And I guess now I have proof.

It’s my first tattoo.

Take a leap of faith.

You’d be surprised where it lands you.

Day 306.

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May 21, 2015

5/20/15.

It has truly been such a wonderful day.

My goodness.

I’d like to think that I spend my days surrounded by good people. And I do. But my favorite times are the ones I get to spend with the people I love. Tonight, I saw Andy Grammer in concert with a group of some of my closest friends from high school. And to sound like a horribly cliché country song—there really is nothing like friends, music, summer, dancing, and just enjoying life. (I feel like I’m re-living my lessons from last summer… coming full circle, eh?)

We had a great time laying on our blankets; talking, eating, taking pictures. As show time grew closer, we moved to the front of the stage (thank you intimate music venues) to get a good spot—and we did. The show was awesome. Not only is Andy Grammer beautiful, but he is also outrageously talented and incredibly nice. His band was absolutely amazing, and hilarious too. I can’t even begin to tell you how crazy good the energy was. The entire stage was full of life. The passion they had for what they were doing and the fun they were having on stage lit up the entire park. It was really, really nice to be there.

At the end of the show, the drummer threw his drumstick into the crowd and for once in my life, it landed right by me. When I went to pick it up, a girl flew to the ground and held on to it for dear life. Next thing I knew, we were both clutching this stick—literally a stick—and no one was letting go.

I’m not into causing a scene. And it’s kind of, like, a piece of wood.

So I let go.

Everyone was like “WHY DID YOU DO THAT” and “YOU SHOULD HAVE HELD ON TO IT” and I was just like “Eh.”

It wasn’t just that I didn’t want to wrestle this random girl in the middle of a public vicinity for a drumstick. But it’s just that I really didn’t need it.

I’ve been thinking a lot about memories lately.

Memories are so fleeting, and I think that’s why, as people, we are so attached to material things. This is why we’re always taking pictures and collecting treasures; we’re capturing moments with things we can hold or something we can see with our eyes. Tangible things are there. They’re proof. But memories are scary because one day they’re here and the next they’re faded, then gone.

But the truth of it all is—the material things are no less fleeting than memories themselves.

It’s not like we can take these physical things with us wherever we go.

And even if we could—tangible things get lost too.

This is not to say that material things aren’t important, because I think I’ve made it clear that they are.

But I guess all I’m saying is that memories are special.

They’re different,

because they’re apart of us.

And while we may not have something to show for it,

we hold them near and dear to our heart for as long as they mean something to us.

And I’ll remember this night for a long, long time.

It’s crazy how the most simple times and moments can be the best, and can instantly bring a smile to our face.

I may not have gotten the drumstick.

But I got a kick ass night with my friends that I won’t forget.

Oh—and I got to meet Andy Grammer too.

I think that beats the drumstick.

Day 303.

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Lesson #297: What a bridesmaid’s shoe and a camera can teach us all.

5/14/15.

Today I started editing the wedding I did videography for last week. I noticed that in some of the shots, I was so focused on whatever I was focusing on, I didn’t see that other things were wrong or out of place within the frame.

For example,

I got a beautiful shot of a bridesmaid’s wedding shoe.

It also just so happened to have a large piece of cardboard laying two inches in front of it.

Nice.

So let my amateur wedding videography skills be a lesson to all of us.

In fact, let it be a lesson about life.

1. Check what’s in your frame. Your subject isn’t the only thing that’s in the limelight.

Life translation: Pay attention to what’s going on around you. Focus is good—but when you become so fixated on one thing that you forget or neglect to acknowledge everything else? Not so much. It doesn’t matter whether that “thing” is a person, object, or goal. Are you so set on what you’re after that you’re missing out on other great “things”? Other people, opportunities, chances? Are you so fixed on what you want that you’re creating a negative space for yourself? For others?

2. Once you see something that needs to be removed from the frame to make it an even better shot, do it.

Life Translation: Don’t be afraid to move something that isn’t working in your frame—AKA—your life. You might have to move it a little to the right or a little to the left. That’s prioritizing. Sometimes, it’s just not right and you need to take it out all together. That’s okay too. Every once in a while, our frames needs re-assesing and our lenses need re-adjusting. My good friend Cherese and I talked about this the other night. She told me, “When people think conflict, they think that it’s the end of a relationship or friendship.  It’s not. Conflict is simply the chance to re-evaluate.” So do just that. Prioritize, move, remove, shoot, repeat. You’re the photographer and cinematographer of your life. You have creative reign.

Sometimes we get it wrong. Every shot won’t be perfect. Every shot can’t be perfect. But that doesn’t mean that we’re bad, or that this one shot reflects our abilities. It just means that we have the opportunity to learn from it. We have the chance to readjust.

And lucky for us, we get more than one shot in this life.

Life really is a roll of film.

So keep shooting.

Day 297.