This has really been one of the best birthday weeks of my life. It started out absolutely horrible, but in the end, I've never felt so loved by the people in my life who really matter. As I'm getting older, I'm trying to appreciate more the quality of my friends verses the quantity. So called "fair weather friends" generally serve to disappoint you. I have such a hectic busy schedule and so many passions in my life that I don't really have the emotional energy for people who do not equally participate in our friendship. Honestly, I will go out of my way to make time for my friends if they will make time for me, and I will always be there for the important times. But I'm not going to bother cultivating friendships or faking fun times with people who constantly flake out and are never there for the times that they know are really important to me.
I think people don't always see eye to eye on what the important times actually are. It's not about being there when YOU think it matters, but being there when the other person thinks it matters. You can't plan their important times around your schedule and act like you're being gracious enough to give them your time, and actually believe that's a real friendship. Regardless, it is people like that who have made me so incredibly grateful for people like my roommate. She really goes out of her way to make people happy. She threw me a birthday party on Saturday at her other house. It was also a house warming party for the new occupants, our friends Carla and Artson. I was so happy to just have a good time with a few people who are so down to earth, relaxed, and just overall loving people. That's the type of thing that I think really makes for a good birthday.
Sunday was an interesting day. My boyfriend and I went to do a mini movie for a friend. We were told we were going to be doing tricks and power for the action scenes, and our response was, "Cool! We'll get some good footage while having a good time." I have no words to really describe how this situation really turned out to be. We walked in and were surrounded by big guys with a ton of fake guns. Intimidating much? During the costume approval process, I had noted that they kind of wanted me to dress a little hookerish, which I commented would be hard to do power or tricks in. I really need not have worried. We ended up being there for about 3 hours, and all I did was a backslide and all my boyfriend did was a backspin. Then we fought over a gun, got shot, and died. It really felt like a huge waste of time and gas money to drive all the way out to LA for that. I would be happy to have done them a favor, but honestly, anyone could have done that, so in the future, I think I'll be mysteriously busy for this type of project. I'm sure it will all turn out well for them, and I can tell that they are very into doing this type of cheesy movie with too many graphics, but to each his own, and this is not my own. haha.
Last, my awesome little troupe buddies brought me more cakes and cookies than I should ever eat at one time. But I will...and I'll get fat....then I'll feel guilty and dance 3 times more to make up for it.
~Kameko
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