Step one: Move to Los Angeles, done. Well, I suppose this step was actually a combination of multiple steps Step one was really saving money to move, finding a place to live, coming to grips that I would be living in a 500 square foot apartment with my boyfriend of three years and two cats, and then physically moving here. Step one= steps one through four. Actually, step one was proabaly the hardest of all. I was born and raised in SLC, UT and am the first in my family to move away. The longest I have been away from my family was for three and a half weeks when I went to India on a school trip. I am excited to see what growth comes from making such a big and decisive journey.
Step twp: Get a job, in process. Ok, quitting one’s job that is stable and pays really well to run off to LA in pursuit of an acting career, not the most logical of moves. But moving during a recession to a state that has an unemployment rate over 11%, dumb. There really isn’t much more I can say for myself on this one. I have a dream, a dream I have had since I was five and I felt that the time was right to move on it, so here I am looking for a job in probably the worst conditions since the Great Depression.
Graph of unemployment rates in CA http://www.google.com/publicdata?ds=usunemployment&met=unemployment_rate&idim=state:ST060000&q=unemployment+rate+in+california
Step three: Get an agent, in process. I actually have my first audition with an agent this week. Really I have no way of knowing what will happen, but I’m trying to stay positive. So here is to hoping she falls in love with me the moment we meet and wants to represent me.
Step four: Don't lose my mind while I pursue the passion of my life, continuous step. This step will be the never ending step. Not but three weeks ago I was a 22 year old woman living in SLC, UT where I had lived my whole life, and now I live in LA, uncertain of every move. This tends to irritate me. I like structure and planning, not knowing the next step is foreign to me. I am the type of person who, for some reason, feels like I have to rush through life to the next step. I’ve always been this way. I'm that girl, the one who graduated high school early and had my degree at 20. My boyfriend, on the other hand, is very laid back and relaxed, a great reminder of the fact that life is not about the end destination. Alissa, stop. Breathe. Live.
The journey continues from here. Let life be what it will.
Step twp: Get a job, in process. Ok, quitting one’s job that is stable and pays really well to run off to LA in pursuit of an acting career, not the most logical of moves. But moving during a recession to a state that has an unemployment rate over 11%, dumb. There really isn’t much more I can say for myself on this one. I have a dream, a dream I have had since I was five and I felt that the time was right to move on it, so here I am looking for a job in probably the worst conditions since the Great Depression.
Graph of unemployment rates in CA http://www.google.com/publicdata?ds=usunemployment&met=unemployment_rate&idim=state:ST060000&q=unemployment+rate+in+california
Step three: Get an agent, in process. I actually have my first audition with an agent this week. Really I have no way of knowing what will happen, but I’m trying to stay positive. So here is to hoping she falls in love with me the moment we meet and wants to represent me.
Step four: Don't lose my mind while I pursue the passion of my life, continuous step. This step will be the never ending step. Not but three weeks ago I was a 22 year old woman living in SLC, UT where I had lived my whole life, and now I live in LA, uncertain of every move. This tends to irritate me. I like structure and planning, not knowing the next step is foreign to me. I am the type of person who, for some reason, feels like I have to rush through life to the next step. I’ve always been this way. I'm that girl, the one who graduated high school early and had my degree at 20. My boyfriend, on the other hand, is very laid back and relaxed, a great reminder of the fact that life is not about the end destination. Alissa, stop. Breathe. Live.
The journey continues from here. Let life be what it will.
Labels: I made it
posted by Alissa Christensen | 8:35 PM
|
1 Comments
