Thursday, August 26, 2010
This day has finally come. My last day as an Artistic Director. Being an instructor/hairstylist has been part of my identity for so long that this moment has brought with it a conflicted mix of emotions. This is the last trip for work I make, no more living in hotels where everyone knows my name. Today is the series finale after a successful 11 year run. It's going to be memorable. It's now official. I'm unemployed. :O I haven't been able to say that since I was seven years old and had a paper route. I'm waiting in the Calgary airport, I'm going home, for good. School starts on Monday. This should be interesting. Stella out!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
I finished Mockingjay in one sitting. I am in awe of Suzanne Collins. She has been elevated to my favourite author of all time. This last book in The Hunger Games trilogy had me scared of the monumental let down I've experienced with other authors. Collins wove a story full of twists and turns that left me always guessing what would happen next. The action, raw and real in a way that most stories don't attempt. But I love that grit, that realism. She depicts human character so realistically it gives me goose bumps. This series is over now and I want to weep because it's so hard to find an author/book that so completely hooks me as The Hunger Games did. These books were so up my alley in every single way I imagine they were secretly written for me. Yeah, right. There are not enough words to properly praise this finale. I hope one day I will be able to write a story a tenth--no--one hundredth as good as this. But as Suzanne Collins so artfully concluded this book "there are much worse games to play."
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
It started small, the way of all things. Supposedly in reach, it's taste in everything. What game is this? Why pine for lies? What good could come? Pointless, for all my tries. Envy evil, ambition lost, sorrow friendly, years the cost. To never accomplish what's dearly sought. Empty inside, never to be caught. The grief has no name, swallowed deep down. It festers inside, a king with it's crown. It rules everything. Little can cope. One reason to fight The little word, hope.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
I’ve been doing hair for fourteen years, and been working for Regis/Supercuts for eleven of those years. I’ve been and Artistic Director/Educator for six of those years and have traveled every second week since taking that position. There have been some long professional/personal relationships I’ve made in that time and I’ve been through a lot. I’m a much different person than I was eleven years ago and I have Supercuts and all the wonderful people within that company to thank for that. They’ve helped me through some hard times and I’m the confident professional I am today largely because of them. But, that chapter of my life is ending. August 26th is my last day as an Art Director. I’m sad to leave but am looking forward to the change. I’m going to school full-time beginning August 30th for chemical engineering tech with the goal of a degree in petroleum engineering. This could seem odd to those who know me to be a creative busybody but I also love the logic of math and sciences. Some may wonder why I’m not taking a writing class, but being a writer has little to do with simply taking a class. I’ll be going from a 99% female work environment to a 99% male work environment. From beauty industry to chemical/oil industry my life is about to change. I’m excited. Thank you to everyone at Supercuts, I'll miss you.