Drama is never far

I've always craved drama. It happens when you watch movies and all you want to do is make them. I like drama in movies, you can control it. And I crave a certain kind of drama - drama with boys is always good drama, even when it's bad. Even when you still want someone after they don't want you anymore. Speaking of which, 3 months passed the other day and I almost didn't realize it before the day was over.

The drama I hate is girl drama. Girl drama and girl politics. This is why I don't like girls. They're so much more trouble then I want to deal with. Not saying that I'm not friends with girls, and that I don't like them. I live with girls. I hang out with girls - a lot. I just don't like the drama and the cat fights and the bitchiness that goes along with girls a lot of the time. Not to say I don't contribute to those things.

I am an intimidating person. There's nothing I can do about it. I'm determined, hard headed, and independent. I know what I want and I expect a lot from myself. I don't expect more than necessary from others, but I do expect the best they can do. I get disappointed with people when I know they can do better and they don't even try. But a lot of people, girls a lot of the time, think I hate them when I meet them. That is not true. I just come off a little rough around the edges. It has nothing to do with anyone personally.

I also have this ability where I can separate someone personally from someone professionally. How I view someone either personally or professional doesn't affect the other. I have issues with a few people professionally, but I really like hanging out with them personally.

So now I have to be super nice to everyone so they know I don't hate them. Not that I mind being nice to them, because I don't hate them, but I do hate that I have to play these games. These people think I hate them before they even get to know me. Whatever, I just have to try to act accordingly with each person I meet. Fantastic.

In other news. ADing a film on Sunday that has Nate in it. It's the first time we'll have seen each other since the wrap party in July, 3 months ago. It should be fun.

Sometimes the Universe loves you, and sometimes you get smacked in the face.

My dad's business had been in a raffle of sorts for a new green bicycle at their bank and we thought the bicycle was long gone. Which was a bummer since I am in desperate need of my own bicycle since everyone else in my family has a new one. I can't afford a "real" bike, so any new one works fine for me. I just need one that is in complete working conditions. I promise to ride it whenever I can. I love riding bicycles. So I have borrowed my roomie's bike, but it's a little messed up in the brakes. My brother did the best he could, but it's still a little messed up. Anyway, the bank called today and said we won the bike! It's coming in tomorrow or Monday and I get it! I am so excited. It's green. I'm so happy I get a new bike! Now I just need to go buy shorts with the butt padding in them.

Second good thing is that I got my raise for this pay period when I was supposed to be on probation for a month. Now I can pay all of my bills in one pay check and still have some money left over. Maybe I will be able to save money without having to find another job! I'm still looking for jobs on the side, but now I don't have to worry about having enough for food. I can actually go grocery shopping now!

On the other side of life: I left a status on my facebook that said "Ashley doesn't expect anything from you so she won't be disappointed when you meet her expectations." I posted that just over an hour from when I texted Samson asking if he would respond to some questions I have about scheduling. I didn't really expect him to respond at all. I haven't heard from him in over two months, and I stopped trying about a month ago. So to actually get a text back agreeing to respond to an email I'm going to send tonight was unbelievable. I just now have to think of all the questions I might have for scheduling films so that I only have to send the email once.