I was Opportunity

So today I was laying in bed, glad to not be at the mall, watching some quality cable access programming. I always get intrigued my children's plays that they air on our local cable access channel. It brings me back to the day when I wanted to be an actress and had to be in every play at lipscomb ementary. I imagine I was a fairly annoying child (God knows I was an intolerable adolescent). Videotapes of these plays also make for great college partytime entertainment. They never make sense, they are horribly acted and they have catchy songs. Whats not to love?

Anyway there was one role in paricular from my youth that made me think. In the 4th grade, we put on some sort of Thanksgiving play about all these values coming to eat together. I remember there being a justice and maybe freedom or something like that. Anyway, I played Opportunity. [I will never forget that the script called for "Oppotunity" to wear tacky clothing and a "jaunty hat." Jaunty according to my mother meant an electric blue nike hat covered in buttons....ohhh 1993!!!] Anyway, when I entered the scene, someone said "who is that knocking?" and some other random dinner guest says "Its oppotunity knocking." [At the time, I didn't get the pun. I imagine the only people that did were the parents and teachers.] It made me think about what this dinner date would actually be like? What would transpire? I imagine like most dinner parties, they would need a little social lubrication {aka wine} to make things go smoother. I don't think Lipscomb would have gone for that! I also want to know when Opportunity is going to knock again for me soon. It seems that she is behind every door, but my knocker is missing. Someone get this girl a jaunty hat!!!

Changes in Attitude...Changes in Lattitude

This is what has become of what has been my adorable room for 4 1/2 years. My walls are white and nursing home looking. I miss my audrey hepburn, my vintage ads, picture collages, and my paintings. I had to part with my stacks of old magazines and various other "collections" ((Beer caps, movie stubs...etc). I have come to terms that they are indeed just crap I saved in hopes of garnering inspiration or using them in some artistic capacity. My eyes starting watering today in the media lab but I think it was just stress and the glow of the mac. I went to my usual haunts (the mass comm building, the ATC, the media lab, Maria's office) to make a final appearance.


I really don't think I realize I am graduating. I feel very ill prepared. I have no idea what I am wearing yet. I need a haircut to get rid of this damn bell shape my hair is favoring lately. I just realized I was grauduating Cum Laude today when I found my white sash in my graduation packet. I also have yet to decide what to write on my graduation cap. This is a big decision. Here are my options:
A. Where's the Beef? - Ok...I know no one in the audience will get it, but its an ad slogan and its funny and random.
B. Your Ad Here- This one is boring but appropriate and easy to understand.
C. Pictures of advertising characters.....kinda lame but appropriate.

Starting tomorrow I will be sleeping in my room at my parents house...in a room that kinda makes me feel like I am in High School. Even though my bed here doesn't have a box spring, but rather a wooden plank, I still sleep better in Murfreesboro than in Brentwood. I am however SOOOOOO excited to be going back to the city of NASHVILLE. I love it there, it is my home and the idea of staying in Murfreesboro forever is sad...I just wish I could transport many things and people and experiences and place them in the city I love.

Stuck

Well, presently I am quarantined to my room, not so much by choice, but rather because the bathroom door outside my bedroom got left open and has left me pinned in 611 D. Soon hopefully, I will get rescued by one of my neighbors who are eating lunch right now. Luckily I have a box of cheezits and some homemade fudge to sustain me.

Anyway this time is good I guess for me to have some reflection time. I finished my last exam ever last night for my Movie Musicals class. Although it sounds like a bullshit class, it is far from. Memorizing the names of characters, composers, actors, and directors for 11 musicals twas not easy. [sorry I just got distracted by a commercial for Brokeback Mountain. Is it weird that I really want to see this film? Is it even weirder that I am somewhat excited about seeing Jake Gyllenthal and Heath Ledger makeout? It is intriguing. I don't really blame men for getting all excited over lesbian action....because if lesbians looked like Donnie Darko and The Patriot...I would be alll over it!!] sorry back to the matter at hand, graduation. I am excited, but feel it is somewhat anticlimactic. I mean a bunch of the people I really want to be there, can't come. Phillip just moved to San Diego. Andraea will be in Florida. Kristen has to work because she is taking the whole next week off for Christmas.

I also started back working at "The Secret" (Victoria's Secret to those in the know) this weekend and feel that it will be great motivation to get me out there looking for a real job. I don't want to be 4o and working in retail. I hate hearing peopel bitch about a job that isn't challenging at all. Its not like Brentwood people are unwilling to buy overpriced lingerie or bath products. I used to love this job last Christmas. What has changed? Not sure if it is me or the people. I want something where I have more to say then:

"Hello...Who are you shopping for today? well just to let you know about the deals going on in the garden today: everything on this wall is 3/$24 or 6/$30. You can mix and match any combination of products and scents. Also don't feel limited to 6 products, becuase if you go over 6, they are $5 a piece."