Has anyone ever told you that you look like Michael Phelps? Yes... yes... yes... yes... yes... I must hear that question 10 times a day, but thank you.
I have never been told that I look like anyone so much in my life! . Four years ago I got it a little bit during the Athens olympics, but it was tolerable. Now it's everyday, all day. Whispers as people walk by, rubbernecking by passers-by, and that hideous question over and over.
Don't get me wrong, it's flattering, I even feel kind of like a star, but let's face it I'm not him and I don't have 8 gold medals, and I don't make millions... damn it!
I'm a struggling filmmaker that hopes that Mr. Phelps is cast in an action movie so that I can play his double. lol. Seriously.
Working in large crowds is fun though cause I feel like I should be signing autographs and taking pictures, which I actually do sometimes. I think I'll just start saying that he's my cousin and that I taught him how to swim. lol.
Michael Phelps look-alike out!
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Another Day
Today was very peculiar for me. I woke up and had a text from my ex-girlfriend, who just broke up with me by the way, that said how much she misses me... akward much? I then walked to work because I live so friggin close, I love it! I just put my headphones on and escaped reality while taking in the cold air.
Music seems to run my life, without it I might truely go insane. I have a song for every person I know and every great, or not so great, moment in my life. Music talks to my soul and heals my inner wounds like nothing else in this world.
I get to work, which is Disneyland by the way, yes I work at the happiest friggin place on earth, and get my morning coffee. Yum! Then I go about my day and half way in, noon or so, I look up at a guest to say hello and it's friggin Mankind. You know the guy who used to wrestle in the WWF or WWE or whatever W-W it is now. He was pretty cool and very nice, but did not look like a wrestler anymore. What can I say, we all get old sometime. Well except me 'cause my last name's Young!
So I finish work and boogy on home to get my real work started. I'm currently writing a screenplay and plan on getting it sold when it's done... doesn't everyone. I however am side-tracked by a bunch of nonsense that is going on in the Young family. We are quite the dysfunctional brady bunch. Thank goodness I don't live with any family, on the other hand I miss them dearly. Well, I took care of the crazy train and moved to the computer when my ex begins to text me again.
We had dated for a year and I she was the most amazing thing ever. So... she dumps me and moves out. That was a week ago. Well now she starts sending all of these sappy text messages which I would totally dig under different circumstances, I'm pretty much a romantic, but now is not the time girl. You just broke my heart! It's like she is playing with me. I miss you, I love you, but... we're still breaking up. Huh? So, I tell her how I feel and she stops texting. I think I'm over the dating GAME for awhile.
After all of this i was hungry so I ate. Then I sat down to write, but not the screenplay, my blog. So here I am and there I go.
Music seems to run my life, without it I might truely go insane. I have a song for every person I know and every great, or not so great, moment in my life. Music talks to my soul and heals my inner wounds like nothing else in this world.
I get to work, which is Disneyland by the way, yes I work at the happiest friggin place on earth, and get my morning coffee. Yum! Then I go about my day and half way in, noon or so, I look up at a guest to say hello and it's friggin Mankind. You know the guy who used to wrestle in the WWF or WWE or whatever W-W it is now. He was pretty cool and very nice, but did not look like a wrestler anymore. What can I say, we all get old sometime. Well except me 'cause my last name's Young!
So I finish work and boogy on home to get my real work started. I'm currently writing a screenplay and plan on getting it sold when it's done... doesn't everyone. I however am side-tracked by a bunch of nonsense that is going on in the Young family. We are quite the dysfunctional brady bunch. Thank goodness I don't live with any family, on the other hand I miss them dearly. Well, I took care of the crazy train and moved to the computer when my ex begins to text me again.
We had dated for a year and I she was the most amazing thing ever. So... she dumps me and moves out. That was a week ago. Well now she starts sending all of these sappy text messages which I would totally dig under different circumstances, I'm pretty much a romantic, but now is not the time girl. You just broke my heart! It's like she is playing with me. I miss you, I love you, but... we're still breaking up. Huh? So, I tell her how I feel and she stops texting. I think I'm over the dating GAME for awhile.
After all of this i was hungry so I ate. Then I sat down to write, but not the screenplay, my blog. So here I am and there I go.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Welcome to the jungle
Welcome to The world of Jesse Dylan Young. This page will contain my thoughts, my journeys, my defeats, my losses, my dreams, my works, my loves, and the eventual rise or demise of yours truely.
Stay tuned for juicy stories, crazy outings, strange thoughts, and some great scribbles!
This is my life... and I share it with you.
Stay tuned for juicy stories, crazy outings, strange thoughts, and some great scribbles!
This is my life... and I share it with you.
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