Saturday, January 29, 2011
The People Who Walk In
Sorry for the lame blog title ... and I am SO SORRY that I haven't blogged in such a long time! Things have gotten out of hand in my mind and things have been piling up one after another after another in my world, and let me tell you this past school week was nothing but a hectic mess! But I think from now on it'll be easy street. Or so I hope. I just need to find a job and then everything will fall into place.
So I was just doing some artwork (I've finally managed to get the time in to do so!) when I got thinking about how Scotty, my four-week-and-going-strong boyfriend, and I met ... and how incredible it is that when you meet new people, more doors to new worlds are opened and you finally start seeing what goes on in other worlds.
Kay, let me go back a couple of steps to get all of my thoughts down. Oh, and if you're wondering about makeup looks... Don't worry, some more are coming! I've got a great lineup for you that will be perfect for any occasion, and I'll also be doing quick Youtube tutorials for the looks so if you like to see the process via video, the option will be open. c: I probably, however, won't get to them until after February 8th: I'm running low on supplies and I won't be able to go shopping until that day, but more tutorials are coming!!
So Scotty and I first met on Nexopia (why I still have a profile on there I'll never know) and he was the one who first started messaging me, and in the same day he had asked for my Facebook, cell phone number, and my MSN. That's four different ways to reach me right there. Anyway, we had been talking for the longest time (he was about the only person who would willingly text me at 2 in the morning ... although that's a different story altogether) and finally Scott had said that he wished he could hang out with me. From there it was a whirlwind of plans being made and the next thing I knew I was up at five in the morning on December 30th and heading to Tsawwassen on a Greyhound coach at seven in the morning. To say the least, I was a basket of nerves and to be honest, I had made full intentions -- and promises -- to myself that I would pull out my Wild-Colten card and more or less by myself, which is usually all of my unlikable traits ... loud, cursing like a trucker, with the wild spunk of a squirrel. Some of you have already witnessed this card; others have yet to experience it and whether or not it's something to look forward to is a question in itself.
During this time, which was also during the time I had wrote my soft New Year's post (that was also when I realized that the experiences I've been through in the past are not to be bitter and angry about but instead thankful, because it's made me who I am today), I was experiencing something I had never known possible. I was meeting new people like crazy, seeing new things, and doing things I would never do in Osoyoos -- none of them bad or promiscuous, just out of the norm -- and it was such an exhilarating experience that it opened new doors in my mind and closed old rusty ones.
It's funny, the people that can walk into your life and help you to realize more than a person could ever fathom. I mean this in many different ways: with my relationship with Scotty, I've always dreamed of being able to experience what it's like to first start liking a person unexpectedly, to hold that person's hand during a movie, to cuddle... And I finally got the chance to do after 17 years of fantasizing. Liking Scotty was a surprise in itself. I never thought that I was his type so for the entire five-and-some-odd-hour days that I was there, I closed off any thoughts (and any teasing my friends had made) that there was a possible future for us beyond being friends. Look at where we are today. Hell, I'm spending my birthday with him, a mild fantasy that I had dreamed of doing with past relationships. I get to do all of the things I've heard my friends tell me about and their experiences with their boyfriend(s). For this, I'm thankful that Scotty walked into my life.
As well, meeting Scotty has opened many other doors for me as well. It gives me chills to think that, without him, I wouldn't have made other friends that are his friends as well (which I do understand can and may get messy later down the road, but I have full intentions to prevent anything coming between Scotty and I) and the people that I've met -- all but one -- I am so excited to see again when I go down there for my birthday, and to see where my friendships with those people take me.
Being stuck in Osoyoos, I'll admit, has been a difficult experience. You start to get many different ideas into your head. I, for one, knew that no matter what happens, I have to get myself out of Osoyoos. This town is fantastic, I'll give it that -- the different people I've met have forged great friendships and every where I go I am welcomed by a vast variety of people (especially when I'm trying to get away with something I would never otherwise do ... some of you may know what I mean when I say that) when in a big city, that would happen on the rare occasion. But it always comes back down to it's too small. I'm currently unemployed during a time when I desperately need a job so I can afford things that are starting to become a luxury (aka smokes, phone cards, toiletries that are essential to a boy trying to look good). There are no places to buy clothing that actually fit me -- I have to travel as far as Kelowna to be able to do that -- and there is nothing in this town that helps the creativity of the community's youth to spread. Being able to find a place to work as an amateur makeup artist would be a miracle in the making. I don't have all the time in the world to be able to afford making prints of my artwork and sell them off. Living in Osoyoos is just hard.
Upon meeting Scotty, I slowly became aware of other life out there -- as weird as that may sound, it makes perfect sense in my mind. There are better places to go, and job opportunities like there's no tomorrow. I know that my moving to Vancouver is going to be a bumpy ride, but once I finally get settled in I know things will come easy. Yes, yes, to any adults reading this and rolling their eyes at my naivety, I get it: bills and rent to be paid, food needs to be purchased, money needs to go into gas or transit, and the city is only going to open more wounds that have long since healed, figuratively and literally. I see all of these instances as an adventure, a sign of independence when I don't really have that living with my mother. Not that I'm saying I'm willing to start paying the bills, but instead I'm willing and glad to pay bills that are in my name. Come on, people -- we shop for clothes; we're also shopping for our shelter. That's how I see it.
To kind of wrap up this post, it's been a wild adventure so far and it's going to continue being an adventure, and every morning excites me (except when I know how my day is going to pan out). I wake up and realize that I am one more day down until I can live my dream life. I am able to experience things I never thought possible, one of those things love and actually being in a relationship ... and I only have a few people to thank for helping me realize this... Let me tell you, I haven't been able to stop smiling all day today upon realizing that there are greater things beyond a small, restricting community; a community with broader limitations and more opportunities. I cannot wait to join that community and live every day like I'm Indiana Jones cross Lily Savage ... living one day at a time, making people laugh in more ways than just one-liners and living and breathing in makeup. HAHA.
Stay gold, everyone. Wherever you are, don't feel bummed out that it doesn't seem like there are better things going on, because there really is.
- Colten.
xoxo
So I was just doing some artwork (I've finally managed to get the time in to do so!) when I got thinking about how Scotty, my four-week-and-going-strong boyfriend, and I met ... and how incredible it is that when you meet new people, more doors to new worlds are opened and you finally start seeing what goes on in other worlds.
Kay, let me go back a couple of steps to get all of my thoughts down. Oh, and if you're wondering about makeup looks... Don't worry, some more are coming! I've got a great lineup for you that will be perfect for any occasion, and I'll also be doing quick Youtube tutorials for the looks so if you like to see the process via video, the option will be open. c: I probably, however, won't get to them until after February 8th: I'm running low on supplies and I won't be able to go shopping until that day, but more tutorials are coming!!
So Scotty and I first met on Nexopia (why I still have a profile on there I'll never know) and he was the one who first started messaging me, and in the same day he had asked for my Facebook, cell phone number, and my MSN. That's four different ways to reach me right there. Anyway, we had been talking for the longest time (he was about the only person who would willingly text me at 2 in the morning ... although that's a different story altogether) and finally Scott had said that he wished he could hang out with me. From there it was a whirlwind of plans being made and the next thing I knew I was up at five in the morning on December 30th and heading to Tsawwassen on a Greyhound coach at seven in the morning. To say the least, I was a basket of nerves and to be honest, I had made full intentions -- and promises -- to myself that I would pull out my Wild-Colten card and more or less by myself, which is usually all of my unlikable traits ... loud, cursing like a trucker, with the wild spunk of a squirrel. Some of you have already witnessed this card; others have yet to experience it and whether or not it's something to look forward to is a question in itself.
During this time, which was also during the time I had wrote my soft New Year's post (that was also when I realized that the experiences I've been through in the past are not to be bitter and angry about but instead thankful, because it's made me who I am today), I was experiencing something I had never known possible. I was meeting new people like crazy, seeing new things, and doing things I would never do in Osoyoos -- none of them bad or promiscuous, just out of the norm -- and it was such an exhilarating experience that it opened new doors in my mind and closed old rusty ones.
It's funny, the people that can walk into your life and help you to realize more than a person could ever fathom. I mean this in many different ways: with my relationship with Scotty, I've always dreamed of being able to experience what it's like to first start liking a person unexpectedly, to hold that person's hand during a movie, to cuddle... And I finally got the chance to do after 17 years of fantasizing. Liking Scotty was a surprise in itself. I never thought that I was his type so for the entire five-and-some-odd-hour days that I was there, I closed off any thoughts (and any teasing my friends had made) that there was a possible future for us beyond being friends. Look at where we are today. Hell, I'm spending my birthday with him, a mild fantasy that I had dreamed of doing with past relationships. I get to do all of the things I've heard my friends tell me about and their experiences with their boyfriend(s). For this, I'm thankful that Scotty walked into my life.
As well, meeting Scotty has opened many other doors for me as well. It gives me chills to think that, without him, I wouldn't have made other friends that are his friends as well (which I do understand can and may get messy later down the road, but I have full intentions to prevent anything coming between Scotty and I) and the people that I've met -- all but one -- I am so excited to see again when I go down there for my birthday, and to see where my friendships with those people take me.
Being stuck in Osoyoos, I'll admit, has been a difficult experience. You start to get many different ideas into your head. I, for one, knew that no matter what happens, I have to get myself out of Osoyoos. This town is fantastic, I'll give it that -- the different people I've met have forged great friendships and every where I go I am welcomed by a vast variety of people (especially when I'm trying to get away with something I would never otherwise do ... some of you may know what I mean when I say that) when in a big city, that would happen on the rare occasion. But it always comes back down to it's too small. I'm currently unemployed during a time when I desperately need a job so I can afford things that are starting to become a luxury (aka smokes, phone cards, toiletries that are essential to a boy trying to look good). There are no places to buy clothing that actually fit me -- I have to travel as far as Kelowna to be able to do that -- and there is nothing in this town that helps the creativity of the community's youth to spread. Being able to find a place to work as an amateur makeup artist would be a miracle in the making. I don't have all the time in the world to be able to afford making prints of my artwork and sell them off. Living in Osoyoos is just hard.
Upon meeting Scotty, I slowly became aware of other life out there -- as weird as that may sound, it makes perfect sense in my mind. There are better places to go, and job opportunities like there's no tomorrow. I know that my moving to Vancouver is going to be a bumpy ride, but once I finally get settled in I know things will come easy. Yes, yes, to any adults reading this and rolling their eyes at my naivety, I get it: bills and rent to be paid, food needs to be purchased, money needs to go into gas or transit, and the city is only going to open more wounds that have long since healed, figuratively and literally. I see all of these instances as an adventure, a sign of independence when I don't really have that living with my mother. Not that I'm saying I'm willing to start paying the bills, but instead I'm willing and glad to pay bills that are in my name. Come on, people -- we shop for clothes; we're also shopping for our shelter. That's how I see it.
To kind of wrap up this post, it's been a wild adventure so far and it's going to continue being an adventure, and every morning excites me (except when I know how my day is going to pan out). I wake up and realize that I am one more day down until I can live my dream life. I am able to experience things I never thought possible, one of those things love and actually being in a relationship ... and I only have a few people to thank for helping me realize this... Let me tell you, I haven't been able to stop smiling all day today upon realizing that there are greater things beyond a small, restricting community; a community with broader limitations and more opportunities. I cannot wait to join that community and live every day like I'm Indiana Jones cross Lily Savage ... living one day at a time, making people laugh in more ways than just one-liners and living and breathing in makeup. HAHA.
Stay gold, everyone. Wherever you are, don't feel bummed out that it doesn't seem like there are better things going on, because there really is.
- Colten.
xoxo
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