Blog Archives - JULI WERT

laundry day

4/29/2019

I like having this blog and being able to properly air out my thoughts. It helps me think a little more positively, as I am certainly not going to put anything really depressing up here. I keep those thoughts tucked away in a journal anyway. But here, I am able to think a little more positively on the changes I am facing. Here I am excited for the things to come. It is not a fake excitement, but a more focused one than I would normally feel. It is an interesting feeling.
Who reads this anyway, Hi Mom. Hi Annie. This is for you, the real people here.

closer

4/27/2019

Today started with a ten in the morning appointment with the bank. I now have a one year loan for thirty thousand dollars with a fifteen year payment plan. SCAD is paying for a bit, around eight-teen, but out of a total cost of fifty-five thousand a year it still leaves quite a bit left over.

Today was also the day that I solidified my housing. I will be moving in to a lovely apartment in downtown Savannah for around eight-hundred a month. It seems right. I am very excited.

The room is open at the end of May so I might end up moving down a lot sooner than expected, maybe end of June now. I mean, I'll be paying for it anyway. I have a few shows and a fest to shoot before I can leave. Unless I make more plans. But, right now, it seems like around June 24th to the 30th would work best. I will also be closer to my Floridian love which will make everything worth it. We will have the whole summer now to explore and to set new memories into this strange and new state.

It will all be worth it. I know it.

a clearer signal

4/17/2019

I am currently living between two radio waves. One is a song I know and love dearly with my whole heart. It is a song I know every word to, inside and out. It is a song that I have lived to, loved to, cried to, laughed to. This is the song of my hometown and the song of my friends. This is the song that has lead me to this exact moment; typing in my basement room and eating broccoli tator-tots.
The other song though, keeps cutting through the radio-waves as I travel down the road closer to its transmitter. This is a new song, something that I have never ever heard before. But DAMN. IS IT A BOP! This is new! and exciting! A song I oh so desperately want to dance to. To SCREAM to! To drive down a highway for 12 hours and to make an entire new me to!
This new song has been cutting through the radio station at an ever increasing rate. But at this moment, I'd day I am at the perfect cross roads. Half way. I plan to move down sometime in August to give myself time to root in the soil. Where am I living? I've no clue. I'm talking to a few different people right now. I need to get that all settled. But that is a problem for another day. Right now, I. am. going. to. scad.

almost time for shelving

4/10/2019

I'm sitting in class right now, probably paying less attention that I should be. I have a deep case of the end of the semester blues. Everyone is busy and everyone has way too much work to do. This is my sixth semester here at Montgomery County Community College. I started 2016 while I was still in my senior year of high school. I guess I liked school so much I had to do it twice at the same time.
When I started here, I was 17. I was so much younger. I remember falling in love with college life the very first day of classes. The people here were like mountains compared to the fear and judgement that happen in high school. I've always been older than my peers. Not in age, but something deep inside of me.
But as i'm sitting here, 20 and a week away from my half birthday. I feel more real than ever. I have something so great and wonderful on my event horizon that I am failing at loving every day. I look to August, and Georgia, and half the time I pretend I am there. This August I am moving to Savannah Georgia to study film at Savannah College of Art and Design, and that is all I have every wanted.
I need to take my binoculars off though and be able to see today, otherwise I will lose these final months with my friends and loved ones.
But boy, I can not wait.