Chapter I
I threw down my bags. Finally, I had made it to California. It was hard leaving my family and friends, but it had to be done. I couldn't stay in South Carolina. There wasn't anything left for me to do there. Mom told me I was being stupid. She said that nothing would come of the dream of mine. Okay, so I was still working on school, but I was almost done, and I didn't have a job. BUT I was determined! This had to work out for me, seeing as nothing else had yet. At church they taught me to take risks and have faith. Well, that is just what I was doing. I was taking the biggest risk of my life.
I had already had my Bachelor's degree in Creative writing for entertainment. Now I was working on getting my BFA in Computer Animation. I was almost done, I only had one exam left, and then I could move on. My goal was to an animation job at Pixar Studios. And for me to do that I needed to move to Emeryville, CA. It was a long shot, but I needed to try. I needed to prove that I could do something with my life. This was my new home. My life back in South Carolina was gone; I was no longer that person.
When I was in high school I was, well, FAT. I was picked on all the time. I had some friends, but none that would ever really stick up for me. My senior year, right after Christmas holidays, I went into Diabetic Ketoacidosis (DKA). I was in a diabetic coma for a week. When I woke all I saw was my family and youth pastor in a semicircle crying and praying. I was in the after coma fog, I thought I was dead, and I was upset. I was saved, if I was dead why wasn't I in heaven? I started to panic. My family finished praying and looked at me. My mom cried harder and said thank God she woke up. Hearing that was a bit of relief for me. At least I wasn't dead. The doctor came in and told me that I was a type 1&2 diabetic, which is extremely rare. I had to change my whole lifestyle. Before all that I was pushing 300lbs. I told you I was FAT!
I took a lot of time and effort but I lost the weight. I was able to reduce my insulin intake and I felt better about myself. I am currently 136lbs, with frost white blonde hair and sparkling silver blue eyes.
I had worked at our church on the media team; cameras, sound, screens, etc. I'm musically talented; I just never had the confidence, so I stayed off the stage. Although I did dream that one day I would be able to break out of my shell. Life was good I guess. I thought I had found love (for now we will call him Mr. Man). HA! Boy was I wrong. Things didn't work out at all.
I started to feel like I was trapped. So, I left. People were really shocked. Jenna (me) was really leaving. Not only was I leaving, but I was going to California. Mr. Man was super jealous. Here I was leaving to live out my dream and there he was still working as tech support. My best friend, Matt, asked if he could leave with me. I told him that he could visit but I needed to do this on my own.
Now here I am. The movers had everything set up. I just had a few boxes to unpack. I figured that in the morning. Now, seeing as it was night I went to bed.