The Dreams, Wishes and Goals of a Thirteen Year Old

I started this list of life goals in 2005, when I was thirteen. I added to it a few times in middle and high school and I’ve checked a few things off that I have accomplished since. The way it’s written below is what it looks like on the first page of this journal, cross throughs, checkmarks, excessive exclamation points and all.

“DREAM — When we take time to dream, we discover the many windows to our soul.” – Isabella Burani

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The reasons I keep journals never diminish, I love seeing the growth in my ideas and thoughts.
Dreams/Wishes AND Goals 

  • Go to college (A university)/get a well paying job that I like ✓
  • Be in band through high school 
  • Become good awesome at the piano
  • Start a family (after I’m 20…maybe 25…at least)
  • Stay in touch with my family and friends even after I start my own family
  • Become Bilingual (English and Spanish)
  • Go to France ✓
  • Go to Ireland, go to Australia
  • Do whatever I can to stay healthy
  • Never drink any alcohol of any kind or smoke
  • Be in cheerleading through high school ✓
  • Become a really good singer
  • Be the person I want to be!!!!!!!!
  • Always be brave!!!!!
  • Let my voice be heard
  • Never stop taking photographs
  • Finish my scrapbooks
  • Keep writing poetry
  • Graduate high school with a 3.6 or higher ✓
  • Fill this book with my thoughts
  • Have no enemies
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Classic Monday

Sound, Speed. Camera, rolling. Scene 1A Take 1. CLAP!
Over and over I dream, shot 1, shot 2, shot 3, shot 4…but for some reason the shot never seems to change. The name changes and the director and the DP act like we’re getting somewhere but from my perspective it looks like the same shot. I look closer at the subject…it’s me! How can this be? I’m running sound, I have a mixer attached to me, boom pole in hand, yet right there in front of me is me! It’s weird though, I’m sleeping. Every time the director yells “Cut” actor Kelli wakes up hits the snooze button and goes back to sleep for the next shot…the next shot which happens to look exactly the same. The confusion builds in sound Kelli as the shots continue until I become more and more conscious and realize it’s almost 7:30 A.M. I get out of bed in a panic, I have to work at 9:00!
I take a two minute shower, make my outfit, hair and makeup look presentable. Usually I try to leave the house a little after 8:00 A.M. since the morning rush of the Red Line can take a little longer than the average commute to the Loop, I was pushin’ it.
Not only do I have to be at work at 9:00 A.M. but I have to return sound equipment to the Cage at DePaul. The equipment is due by 12 P.M. but I work until 5:00 P.M. The Cage opens at 9:00 A.M, how do I manage this? I have to be the first one in line at the Cage at 9, pray that the employees get to work on time and if I’m lucky I can be at my desk across the street at the College of Law by 9:05.
Needless to say by the time I get to the train stop this morning (with a suitcase full of equipment by my side) I came to terms with the fact that I’m going to be late. Stop after stop more and more people get on the train, it seems like even more than usual. My face is in the armpit of one person while my butt is against someone else’s, I start sweating in my scarf and leather jacket, feeling a bit claustrophobic. I close my eyes listening to Lindsey Stirling, trying to imagine I’m the only one on the train and it’s me playing the violin, it calms me down.
I open my eyes and look up to see what stop we’re at….North and Clybourn, then I read, 7:44 A.M. Wait, what?!
I start laughing silently to myself, I most definitely forgot to change my alarm clock and my oven for Daylight Savings. I’m not going to be late to work…I’m going to be early.
I celebrate my silliness with a lemon poppyseed muffin and a blog writing session.
Happy Monday!

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Throwback "Selfies" of the MySpace Age

Throwing back on this fine Thursday, to these gems. I think all of these photos were taken pre-smartphone with my Nikon D40x and yes they were all, at one point, my MySpace profile photo. How do I know this for a fact? Because my Myspace still exists and I totally just downloaded all of these from MySpace.
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This first one here was my favorite for a while, the United Girls Group shirt is classic (and old, even in this photo), a group of girls at my elementary school decided to rebel against Brownies and start are own group.
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The second photo, my hair is red. This was the first (technically second) time I ever dyed my hair….let’s just say it didn’t go quite right the first time.That was a Spring Break moment I won’t ever forget.
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The third photo is clearly about the time I figured out how to isolate color in the good ole Photoshop Elements and I am 99.9% sure my shirt says, “Party Like a Rockstar.” Gosh, I was cool.
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And the fourth photo…what am I doing with my hand? This is straight up selfie mode. Oh, and look at that, another Photoshop masterpiece, the time I figured out how to change my eye color.
What many phases we go through in life, it’s fun, weird, sad and fascinating…all at once.
Have a thrilling Thursday everyone!

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Face Your Fears

Happy Thursday. I need my writing outlet back, let’s do this.
With the push of a button I received a random daily prompt, Fear Factor, People are afraid of all kinds of things: spiders, the dark, or being enclosed in small spaces. Tell us about your greatest fear — rational or irrational.
Not a bad way to start blogging again, revealing a part of myself that I don’t think I have before. I have had many fears in my life, some are greater than others and some I have overcome…some, I think, are just part of being human. I don’t think I have any legitimate phobias that bring me to the point of complete anxiety but there have been times where a few of these things get me pretty close. So without further ado, it’s time to acknowledge my fear of….
clowns
rollercoasters, now I love them.
big dogs, now I want one
the monster under my bed, now we’re friends
people in masks
potentially haunted places
thunderstorms, now I love them
the dark, as long as I know where I am
a recall on Monster Energy
the doctor’s office
being buried alive
bees
small spaces
missing out
scary movies, now I help make them
the unknown
gaining weight
being aloneI’m pretty good company to myself
public speaking, as long as I’m prepared
being unprepared
being misunderstood
saying the wrong thing
losing my hearing
the pain in my arm will never go away
not finishing what I start
being wrong
being needed
dying
failing
getting pregnant
upsetting the people I love
commitment
never finding true love
never being good enough
losing the people I love
Luckily, there are so many good things and good people in life to make these fears a little less scary.

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Happy Blogiversary

11102850_10153274577447704_1080741122718216336_n One year ago yesterday I started this blog, Twenty Two Leaf Clover. I had just turned 22 and I wanted to try something new. I wanted an outlet. A place where I could share my thoughts and adventures with family, friends and other bloggers. It has been a wonderful year of blogging. I didn’t write as much as I could have or should have…but I have a start, I have one year under my belt. Today my domain 22leafclover.com has expired and I have decided to let it continue to be expired. For now my domain will go back to twentytwoleafclover.wordpress.com. Although, the name of my blog will remain Twenty Two Leaf Clover in honor of when my blogging escapade began. Twenty two was a good year but I am excited for what Twenty three has in store, even if, according to Blink 182, nobody likes you when you’re 23.
It is a great achievement to be actively writing for Twenty Two Leaf Clover one year later. I plan to continue to blog about my adventures, my bucket list accomplishments and the randomness of my life! I hope to increase and improve my writing to keep this blog alive, especially as my experience as a film student in Chicago progresses!
A huge thank you to all of you who read my posts. You encourage and inspire me to keep writing.
Happy one year Twenty Two Leaf Clover! Cheers!

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