Posts tagged ‘life’
And, I’m back!
Back on the East Coast, back on Eastern Time, back to civilization!!!
Okay, that last one might be a bit of an exaggeration, but you get the point. I am officially moved! My dad flew out to Phoenix on Saturday and helped me finish up my packing, and then we hit the road on Sunday.
Sunday, we made it to Albuquerque, NM. Monday to Oklahoma City, OK. Tuesday to Memphis, TN. We were only supposed to go as far as Asheville, NC on Wednesday, but we (mostly me) decided to haul ass and make it all the way back. So we did! Made it back to Raleigh at about 11pm last night.
So happy to finally be back! It was a very uneventful roadtrip. Outside of being attacked by a huge tumbleweed and some crazy wind and fog, nothing exciting happened.
So now, I’m back. With no plan. Did get another rejection from a grad school. That’s Yale, BU and RISD down, MICA to go. Who knows what will happen?
How are all of you? I’ve got about 100 posts to catch up on in my Reader, so I don’t know what’s going on! Fill me in!
So I had jury duty today. I watched the first fifteen or so minutes of Indian Jones & The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull before I was called into a jury panel. After about forty minutes of questions, I was chosen to be on the jury for a trial. The crime was a theft of services. I thought it could be interesting.
Turns out, not so much. Basically, this woman called for a taxi, took the cab ride home, and then didn’t pay because she didn’t have any money. For some reason, she plead not-guilty. But when she got up to testify, she said that she didn’t pay.
The defense’s argument was that she isn’t in charge of her own finances, so it wasn’t her fault she couldn’t pay. We didn’t really buy it, and after an hour and a half lunch break, followed by about one minute of deliberations, we returned a Guilty verdict.
I did get to be the foreperson though, which was kinda cool. And it was interesting seeing how to whole process plays out.
Have you ever served jury duty? Was your trial more interesting than mine?
I’ve noticed that I don’t often write about what I do on a day-to-day basis on here. That’s probably because I’m leading a pretty boring life at the moment. If I were to frequently write about what I did during the day, there would be a lot of posts that would look like this:
I woke up (later than I wanted to) and went to work. I worked on wedding albums and wedding photos for eight hours. I came home, ate some dinner and read until I fell asleep.
Rinse and repeat.
Not particularly exciting, right? Right. Life is not full of crazy nights out and lustful love affairs right now. For one, I don’t have the money for crazy nights out and for two, I’m not currently dating anyone. Not even a single date here or there. In fact, other than one really sucky date months ago, I haven’t dated at all since J and I broke up. At the moment, I’m pretty cool with it, considering I’m moving across the country in a little over two months. There wouldn’t be much point to starting a relationship with someone here.
But anyway, I did not start this post with the intent of moaning about my lack of a nightlife and lack of a lovelife. I started this post because, for the first time in a long time, I have something besides graduate school and random crapola to write about! I’ve actually done fun things this week! Rejoice with me, people!
First off, I went out to dinner with Jersey (my friend from college who is getting her phD out here) on Wednesday night. We ended up at a little bistro around the corner from my place, and had a great time. We had amazing food and caught up with each other and ended up randomly making conversation with two guys sitting at the table next to us, who were both about seven beers in. They were incredibly amusing, and had Jersey and I laughing hysterically for hours. It was really great to hang out with her, especially because I don’t really have any close girlfriends out here. My four closest friends all live in various cities on the East Coast, and although we talk as often as we can — through video chatting mostly — it’s not the same as being able to get dinner together.
And last night, I went rock climbing with J and about eight other people from the Meetup group I used to run, but am now just a member of. I had never done it before, so I was a little nervous. I had a vision of myself suspended above the ground, swinging back and forth, cursing like a drunken sailor. Luckily, this didn’t happen. I never made it to the top of any of the walls I tried — because of nerves, mostly… I kept getting scared the higher I got — but I successfully made it three-quarters of the way up most of them. I count that as a success. We had a great time climbing, and are thinking about making it a regular thing. After that, we undid all the hardwork of climbing by getting beer and pizza at a little place around the corner from the rock gym. We played foosball and darts, and basically had a great night!
So there ya go… finally some fun things I have done lately! It felt good to go out and do something, instead of staying in and reading all the time. I highly recommend it. And I’ll be continuing it by going to the art museum that is literally five blocks from my apartment tomorrow.
What have you done for fun lately?*
*Anyone else start singing Janet just now? “What have you done for me lately…“
I won’t go on for too long about how freaking amazing today was. We all stopped working and watched Barack Obama take his oath and give his speech today. And I was captivated. Captivated. I could actually feel all the confidence in our country that I have lost over the past few years rushing back. I have so much hope and so much joy for the upcoming four years. In case you missed it, enjoy:
All the Wine did this fun interview thinger, and I wanted to play! She sent me some questions and my answers are below. If you want to play too, comment saying so and I’ll come up with some questions for you! Here are the official rules:
1. leave me a comment saying you want to be interviewed.
2. I’ll email you five questions, of my determination not yours!
3. You update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
Today, I brought my second complete grad school application to the Post Office and waved goodbye. Which means, I am officially halfway done with grad school applications. More than halfway, actually… because I only really have to put together the portfolios for the last two. I have everything else ready for them.
So, really, all that stands between me and being done with the finishing-grad-school-applications stress is two portfolio-formatting sessions and the FAFSA application.
And then, I can welcome the will-I-get-into-grad-school stress.
That’s right, people. Marriage. It’s very difficult to work in the wedding industry (I’m a wedding photographer) and not think about marriage, weddings and love.
Last weekend, I witnessed quite possibly the most beautiful love I have ever seen. I worked a wedding for a couple (we’ll call them A+A) who have been together for something like six years. And they are still mentally, emotionally, totally in love with each other. The kind of love that is not only visible, but palpable. You could feel it when they were together, and you felt happier just being in their presence. They have the kind of love that reaffirms in your mind that true love exists; the kind of love that you feel priviledged to be a witness to.
A+A chose to see each other before the ceremony. I was with him, waiting in a covered walkway for her to arrive. He got more and more excited with every passing moment. Every time he heard footsteps, he lit up. “Is that her? Is she coming?” When my answer was finally “yes”, when he knew that she was finally standing behind him… tears came to his eyes and his smile threatened to split his face. He took deep, calming breaths and blinked rapidly to stop the flow of tears. When he turned around, and saw her in her wedding gown… it was one of those moments that you swear time stands still. Both of their faces exploded into the most beautiful combination of joy and tears. They hugged for a solid five minutes; the entire time, he was whispering “I love you. You’re my best friend. You’re beautiful. I love you.” Over and over again.
For the remainder of the day, they were glowing. They were the definition of a happy, excited couple on their wedding day. Neither of them made it through their vows without having to choke out a few words around their tears.
It was pure magic.
As for me… I can’t imagine myself married. When I attempt to imagine my future, I can see a career… I can see a home… I can even see kids… but I can’t see myself being married. I don’t know why, but it’s just unfathomable to me. And it’s not as though I’ve never been in a serious relationship, so I can’t imagine that kind of love. J and I had the kind of relationship that would usually lead to marriage. People would ask me, “Do you think you’ll marry him?” I would always say, “Oh… I don’t know. We’re not really thinking about that right now.” But in my head, I was thinking, “No.” But that isn’t a response you give when someone asks you if you’re going to marry your very-serious-live-together boyfriend.
And it’s not as though I am (or was) surrounded by broken marriages. My parents have been married for almost 27 years. My sister and her husband are incredibly happily married. All of my grandparents, aunts and uncles, and cousins were and are happily married. I have one close girlfriend getting married soon, and three others in very serious relationships which I wouldn’t be surprised to see develop into marriages.
I simply can’t see me getting married. I can’t see myself planning a wedding, having a ceremony, and then being married. And that doesn’t really make me sad. I’ve always been equally happy being single and being in a relationship. Being single doesn’t make me lonely or depressed. I don’t spend much time wondering when I will be in a relationship again.
But every once in a while, I witness a relationship like A+A. And I can’t help but think, I want that.