I’m not sure how this is physically possible, but after what have been the most lightening speed 365 days of my entire life, I’ve officially lived in Los Angeles for a year. How? Feels like just yesterday I was loading up my Kia Sorento to the brim to start on the 27 hour journey to my apartment at Academy Village, so naively excited to be an official Californian.
Fast forward to today and I could never have predicted that I would be writing this from a studio apartment in DTLA about 3 friends down and 6 jobs later. To quote old school Taylor Swift and good ole Ed Sheeran, everything has changed.
Last you heard from me, Kelly was leaving me for the cruise ship. Update on that: she’s loving it. Although the wifi is spotty, it’s the best thing ever to get 30 second Facetimes from her, chillin’ on random islands. She told me she literally goes to bed not knowing where she’s going to wake up on. Not sure if this is because that’s the standard cruise ship life or because she sucks at reading the itinerary, but either way- what an exciting job. Kristyn is about a month in of living in Los Vegas and is thriving. She’s already had a few dance gigs out there and seems to be loving it. Annie’s Visa just ended so she’s back in Australia and currently recovering from getting her dang tonsils out (FINALLY). Seriously though, this is a big deal cause she had strep 9 times during her stay in LA. But what’s even more exciting is that she’s about to choreograph Perth’s We Will Rock You the musical!!! Jordan’s still in LA and has been side job free for several months now and is killing it with dance, videography and photography. Yay for friends doing things. Even if that means leaving me in the dust over here in LA. It’s fine. I’m fine.
After much searching around and string pulling, I finally landed the apartment of my dreams. Seriously, it’s really hard to leave the complex cause I love it so big. I’ve pretty much been wanting to have a studio apartment since I was 19 so this is major. I’ve only ever had good roommate experiences, but there’s something about coming home to your own space that just feels so good. I will say the process of moving was the funniest thing ever. Obviously I don’t own a truck and am not the most skilled at moving a full size bed 30 minutes down the freeway, so I hired movers. Very strange experience for me cause I’m the worst at sitting back and letting other people take the wheel. I had an interview right after the move was scheduled, so I’m like ‘great, I’ll dress up and then I won’t be as tempted to try to help the movers!!’ Wrong. They had to tell me to (kindly) back off like 5 times. I felt like a Beverly Hills housewife sitting on my counter on the phone in my heels telling them where to unload things. After a hefty target run and a large order from Urban’s home decor section, it’s starting to feel a little bit more like home. AND I HAVE TV NOW. Have yet to turn it on but COOL!! Once everything arrives and I finally unpack all of my boxes, I’ll do a little post on my bachelorette pad.
Clippers has been keeping me pretty busy with the craziness of basketball season. But I really do love it. Performing at the Staples center is a dream and the team is made up of so many incredible women. I feel like I’ve known for much longer than a few months. Between that, my current side job, the job search, class, auditions and my newly rejuvenated love for fitness I can’t say I’ve had a lot of downtime. I guess for those of you that know me, this is no shocker. I’m the absolute worst at downtime. Which is why it’s been ages since you’ve heard from me. I must say, it feels great to write again and (even though I’ve said this in probably every post I’ve put out there in the past year) I’m pretty set on getting a consistent posting schedule going. So get ready for a little bit of post overload (I’m sure at least my family is happy to hear this).
Okay yay. I think that oughta do it for now. Bring on year two!!