Dirrty

Welp, the time has come. 2011 is over and 2012 has started.
This is good.
A new year.
A fresh start.
Kind of.
On Saturday, January 21, 2012, Brittany Rodda and I venture off into the unknown world of LA to start our new lives as starving artists.

YIKES.

Scared. SCARED. Nervous. Excited. Inspired. Worried (but we all saw that one coming, didn't we?)

I was trying to explain to my dad why I would be worried. In the eyes and mind of my wonderful father it's; "why the hell not?" Always has been and always will be. He is the annoyingly optimistic guy with completely realistic views where once you hear his side of the story, you start believing the whole "why the hell not" scheme.

I'm serious. I don't know how he does it. Maybe it's cause he's completely and totally serious. And right.

I'm worried because what if my whole idea and fantasy about living my dream in LA is a scam. What if it's nothing like I pictured. What if I FAIL. My entire life has been go to school and get good grades so you can go to college and major in something you love, and will find you jobs, graduate in 4 years and move to LA.

Move. To. LA.

For as long as I can remember it has always been move to LA, and I am so excited that I have come to that exact point. Moving to LA. It's happening.

Holy shit.

I've put in my 2 weeks. I'll be in Tahoe for a week. Then we pack the last week. I know I am ready to leave Chico. I've outgrown this town. It's fun, sure, and the campus and students are great, always, but being out of school and still living here is a little like being the one in your group of friends who didn't go to college after high school so you're still living at home and hanging out with them when they are done with class. It's really weird and no one will understand it until they are in that same transition. It's a fun transition for the first 3 months, but then it gets real old real quick. I love all my friends and I am sad to leave them, but it's not goodbye forever. It's a see you next time.

I have learned so much while I was here. I've loved. I've lost. I've regained my strength. I've done some pretty crazy things and to be completely and whole heartedly honest, I do not regret a single thing that has happened here. Some make me sad, and others make me happy, but I firmly believe that everything in life happens for a reason. I may not be happy with it, and I may want to change it, but sometimes you must let the crumbs fall where they may.

I'm starting a picture blog, a picture every day for a year;
www.flickr.com/photos/jkmackaroni12/

If you feel the need to keep up with it, it should be quite interesting...

Happy 2012. Enjoy the highs and the lows. Just remember, it could always get worse.

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