Wow.
So when did this happen? When did I grow up? I still feel like that silly high school girl who likes to listen to music and dance around her room. It quite literally feels like yesterday. Then suddenly, I'm living across the country, starting a career, and getting married in four months. Whoa.
Don't get me wrong. I'm ecstatic. My life is amazing right now. My every dream has or is in the process of coming true. I went to art college in city with palm trees. I moved to LA. I have worked on post-production sound for network TV and feature films. And I found the most amazing man in the world. There is absolutely nothing else I could ask for.
Everything is just a bit surreal still. It took me months to adjust to being out of college. After 16 straight years of classes, not having that there is rather strange. At least, it was for me. But I've always been a "school" person anyway. All I had known for years was how to be a student. The very idea of being a real adult didn't sit well with me.
After graduation, I spent a year at home working and saving money for the big move...at least that's what I tell people. That did happen, but that wasn't my real motive. I was afraid. I had never done anything that big on my own before. College was an adjustment, yes, but it was different. I was told where to live, what to do, everything. That wasn't how it was in the real world. I wasn't ready to be alone. I had a few friends on the west coast that I knew but no one that I was particularly close to. Not to mention that I had no idea how long it would take me to find a job. That turned into another reason why I was at home so long. After spending a few months of constantly applying online and sending resumes to any and every studio in Hollywood, I got discouraged from hearing nothing. During that year, I can close to settling several times, to moving somewhere closer when I would know people or know I could afford a decent place to live. Yet, I kept pushing it off.
Finally, everything came together. It happened all at once. The boyfriend I had been with for over two and a half years left me, a friend from college called and needed a roommate in LA, and, most importantly, I met Michael. I needed a change, and now I had the support I needed to make it. So, I took everything I had been saying for years that I was going to do, and I turned the talk into action. I has been the most intense and amazing year of my life.
March 10th, 2011, on a beach in Cancun surrounded by ancient Mayan ruins, Michael proposed. I never saw it coming. He left me speechless. Life has been a fairytale since the moment he walked into my life.
Despite all this, I still feel like that same little girl from years ago. Yes, I've grown of course. I've learned and changed. But I feel like if I were put back in high school tomorrow, I'd fit right back in there. I'm ready to be married. I'm ready for life. I'm just not quite ready to be a "grown up." But I think that's ok. I've always known that I'm the type that will always be a kid at heart and believe in fairytales. The only difference is that now I have someone to share the fairytale with. I found my Prince Charming.
Don't get me wrong. I'm ecstatic. My life is amazing right now. My every dream has or is in the process of coming true. I went to art college in city with palm trees. I moved to LA. I have worked on post-production sound for network TV and feature films. And I found the most amazing man in the world. There is absolutely nothing else I could ask for.
Everything is just a bit surreal still. It took me months to adjust to being out of college. After 16 straight years of classes, not having that there is rather strange. At least, it was for me. But I've always been a "school" person anyway. All I had known for years was how to be a student. The very idea of being a real adult didn't sit well with me.
After graduation, I spent a year at home working and saving money for the big move...at least that's what I tell people. That did happen, but that wasn't my real motive. I was afraid. I had never done anything that big on my own before. College was an adjustment, yes, but it was different. I was told where to live, what to do, everything. That wasn't how it was in the real world. I wasn't ready to be alone. I had a few friends on the west coast that I knew but no one that I was particularly close to. Not to mention that I had no idea how long it would take me to find a job. That turned into another reason why I was at home so long. After spending a few months of constantly applying online and sending resumes to any and every studio in Hollywood, I got discouraged from hearing nothing. During that year, I can close to settling several times, to moving somewhere closer when I would know people or know I could afford a decent place to live. Yet, I kept pushing it off.
Finally, everything came together. It happened all at once. The boyfriend I had been with for over two and a half years left me, a friend from college called and needed a roommate in LA, and, most importantly, I met Michael. I needed a change, and now I had the support I needed to make it. So, I took everything I had been saying for years that I was going to do, and I turned the talk into action. I has been the most intense and amazing year of my life.
March 10th, 2011, on a beach in Cancun surrounded by ancient Mayan ruins, Michael proposed. I never saw it coming. He left me speechless. Life has been a fairytale since the moment he walked into my life.
Despite all this, I still feel like that same little girl from years ago. Yes, I've grown of course. I've learned and changed. But I feel like if I were put back in high school tomorrow, I'd fit right back in there. I'm ready to be married. I'm ready for life. I'm just not quite ready to be a "grown up." But I think that's ok. I've always known that I'm the type that will always be a kid at heart and believe in fairytales. The only difference is that now I have someone to share the fairytale with. I found my Prince Charming.