RGB. My life is engulfed in creative speak. I live, dream, speak in creative terms, I have conversations all day about creative things, I work on creative projects all day every day. It's almost overwhelming. Scratch that, it IS overwhelming, it overwhelms most aspects of my life. Film, graphic design, photography, music; these four creative fields DOMINATE my days. Today I wore RGB, red green blue, the additive color mode that infatuates most mediums outside of print (all hail CMYK). The combination of the primary colors of red, green, and blue, will make up any and every color you can think of. That said, as college is slowly coming to an end, I'm realizing that the reds, the greens, and the blues of life, three categories that have NO REASON knowing each other, are coming together. Things that have been taught to me since I was a child are now becoming very important. Habits I have developed over time now matter. My interests I have developed, practiced, and perfected in these last four years of college are all of a sudden going to be what I base my livelihood after. RGB. They're coming together. Becoming 1. And I'm only 21, almost 22. I've got four words.
WHAT IN THE WORLD.
Life's crazy. These last couple weekends have been MADNESS.
CRAZINESS ENSUES
Last Saturday: Pumpkin Patch.
Ms. Alyssa Morris and Ms. Bree Kather had a brilliant idea: go to a MASSIVE pumpkin patch, get lost in the corn maze, watch pumpkins get launched into space, search for the PERFECT pumpkin, and then carve that perfect pumpkin. And that's exactly what we did. Ms. Alyssa Morris, Ms. Bree Kather, Mr. Michael Warnecke, Mr. Joel Limbauan, and myself headed to Tanaka Farms in Irvine, CA to this big ol' pumpkin patch. There was this WILD corn maze with all sorts of WILD kids running all around it. There was this pumpkin cannon that launched pumpkin rejects into a barren hill (the pumpkin canon guy was great, way too enthusiastic for his own good). There was THOUSANDS of pumpkins, many of which were not suitable pickings for the PERFECT specimen we were looking for. Nevertheless, "perfect" is hard to come by, virtually impossible, so we had to settle for less. We then went back to Ms. Alyssa Morris' house where her mom prepared a FANTASTIC soup-in-breadbowl dinner for us, a dinner we did not deserve. As the night continued, Mr. Ben Jacuk joined us, we ate candy, and carved pumpkins (the girls provided WILD accessories like glitter and paint to decorate the pumpkins, two materials I had never considered using before). I may include pictures at some point, they haven't been uploaded to Instagram yet, so I can't quite spoil the experience. Overall, GREAT day/night.
Last Sunday: Film Festival.
Last second, I was asked by Mr. Alex Sparks and Ms. Cherith Simmons to design the credits for the short film "Two Car Garage and a Swimming Pool." So I did. And I dug them. And they dug them. "Two Car Garage and a Swimming Pool" screened at SPIFFest, the San Pedro International Film Festival. I was invited... as the title designer.... I'm not complaining! It was a great time, super super random, there were some BIZARRE films that screened, the most bizarre, in my opinion, ended up winning an award. Eh. We played hard.
Afterward, Mr. Taylor Moore's mom treated us to a nice dinner aboard the Queen Mary cruiseline! We were dressed to impressed for the Film Fest, might as well go somewhere where dressed-to-impress in a requirement. Great people, great food, great venue, great memories. Thank you Mrs. Moore.
Last Monday: Birthday Party.
Ms. Missy McAllister turned 21 on Monday. Ms. Giselle Gonzalez had a brilliant idea, "Let's celebrate Missy's birthday by going to the beach for sunrise!" So we did. 5:30 am, we took off from school, headed down to Huntington Beach and enjoyed the slow light crawl that is sunrise. It's true, the sun does not rise over the ocean BUT being at the ocean during sunrise is still a wonder in itself. There was this great pre-morning mist that inhabited the atmosphere, the air was crisp, the waves were being ROCKED by surfers of all shapes and sizes. It was Ms. Missy McAllister's birthday. We then headed to this small breakfast join called the "Sugar Shack" and enjoyed a nice warm breakfast at a ridiculously early hour. Definitely a good time, definitely a tiring time, and we got back just in time for class to start! HUZZAH!
Friday: GYRAD
Gyrad. Get Your Roommate A Date. This is a Biola tradition that, in my opinion, is an absolute blast. Here's the objective. Get Your Roommate A Date. Simple. It's popular among dorm life, I went on a few my freshman/sophomore years. Then I moved off-campus. I haven't even heard of GYRAD in two years. And then I was asked on one, and I said "YES, OF COURSE!" I love these things and here's why. They're just fun, a good ol' time with more often not a member of the opposite sex that you do not know. It quality time to get to know another human being. A lot of people do not like GYRADS, perhaps it's because they take them to seriously. Perhaps it's because they think they are lame and boring. Let me tell you something, even the most riveting and life-changing, fun things can be "lame and boring" if you put your mind to it. Likewise, even the most lame and boring things can be "riveting and life-changing" if you put your mind to it. All that said, I super dig gyrads.
So, Ms. Rose Peterson asked me if I would like to go with her roommate Ms. Addi Esson and I was all about it! The gyrad was as follows: BIGGER OR BETTER. Start with a penny, go around the neighborhood(s) and ask "Do you have anything bigger or better than this that you would like to trade?" If yes, they trade and you have a new item. Fun game. A group of four of us, Ms. Rose Peterson, her boyfriend Mr. Michael Morton, Ms. Addi Esson, and myself set off to conquer this game. We ran into all sorts of interesting folks, the best being a woman moving out of her boyfriends house. They were both snapping at each other as he was trying to find something to give us. She kept calling his house junk, that we could literally "take anything because it's all trash." We ended up getting a LARGE dog house from the gentlemen as the woman drove away with all her belongings on a AAA truck (those guys come in all emergencies apparently). The dog house ended up being the largest item of the gyrad, so we won in the size category! Super fun, lots of good laughs, good memories, solid gyrad, always a fan.
Saturday: Bakery Dance Party
So the house I live in, it's called the Bakery. Many, if not all, off-campus houses have a house warming party of some sort, welcoming in friends, acquaintances, and random people into their homes to enjoy and experience the space. The Bakery wanted to throw and dance party AND THAT WE DID. There are many reasons why this party was a massive success. 1. We kept it DRY. 2. We kept it CLEAN. 3. We kept it BUMPIN'. 4. We kept it SWEATY. People had a BALL. It was so so much fun, so so much high temperatures, so so much sweat. BUT people had a BALL. I could go into the logisitics, but in a way, it needs to be kept secret so the next party can ROCK THE WORLD. SO fun. It's been talked about everyday since. I talked with Mr. Kyle Norman and Mr. Cody Ramaekers for a straight hour about how fun it was. It was JUST FUN! Can't wait for the next one. Here's some of my favorite shots from the night:
AND BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.
That's the post, ladies and gents. WHAT. A. LIFE. WE. LEAD.
Do something you've never done before this week. Watch the sunrise. It's beautiful. Watch the sunset LITERALLY watch the sunset. Sit there and watch the sky turn colors. Watch it all. And love it.
