I

-actually like my job/coworkers/boss
-like playing tennis every Friday night
-really like waking up early on Saturdays to volunteer for UTSA VOICES
-enjoy having company at night
-am appreciative of my Analysis and Digital Production class (they're fun!)
-love my parents
-like not eating land animals these past 5 months
-like my room

It's been going good.

story for audition

Today there is an audition for the Arabian Nights at the Vexler Theatre where Karl works. The coolest thing about the audition is that I only have to tell a story about something in my life. Makes sense because the Arabian Nights was passed down through the generations orally.

here it goes:

At the age of 5 when my vocabulary and the awareness of my surroundings grew, I noticed that my older brother did not look like me, or the rest of the family. My mum was fair and my dad was dark, but I felt like I looked like my dad a lot. When my dad was watching TV one day I bluntly asked, "Dad, is Rodney adopted?" He looked at me for a bit with no expression, and simply stated "Yea." "Oh ok", I said thinking that was all. Then he went, "Oh, and so are you." Freeze. What?! I thought about it for a second and simply dismissed it. Through out most of my youth I kept it a secret because a very small percentage of me found it to be kind of shameful. But eventually I told anyone who asked because it wasn't a big deal. When I was 18, I met my biological mom for the first time as well as some cousins and my aunt and grandma. It was pretty special... :)

it'll be something along the lines of that.

my favorite picture of the summer...

It's blurry but I don't give a shit because I know what I felt that day :)

why did I leave home?

It's been a year since I came to this city and I'm still the same. Sure I've had some fantastic experiences but shit I still set myself up in the same fucking emotional corner, I still make the same mistakes and I still have the same stupid habits.

A new location didn't work for me but I still need to finish school and I have one more year of that.

I'm not gonna have anymore expectations...