Guess who's back? Back again? Dunning's back! Tell your Friends!

 Happy 2015 everyone! I know I've been very tardy in my posting & production but I would like to announce my first official creative.dunning video for the new year is up and running!

Click here to go to the video!

I hope you all enjoyed my first Dance Lessons 101 video because it's come back for round two.

If you've been wondering what I've been up to.. I'm currently working on a video to explain my 2014/2015 happenings - I promise it won't be much longer!

(I'll give you a hint.. 'Weeme Jess' is coming back! For those of you who remember her past appearance in my Details on Disney videos)

But while you wait you can read up on my secret rantings! Shh! I wrote this post in secret and waited to see if anyone wandered onto my blog out of curiosity, boredom or because they missed me. Seems like some of you do check up on me - have I ever mentioned how thankful I am for all my my wonderful family, friends & fans!?

I hope this satisfies your viewing pleasure for now.. I promise my next crazy creative calamity wont take much longer and it should be quite funny (I think it is anyways.)

The NOT so 'royal treatment' at 720 Princess Street..

I know it's been so long since I've indulged your creative side with my posts... Believe me there are 3-4 videos waiting to be done and I have missed you all so much! I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and good New Years start to 2015!

So let me catch you all up to speed on my involuntary-hiatus in hopes you will forgive my tardiness..
As some of you know (if you have followed the various frustrated therapeutic rants on my Facebook) after moving from my glorious house on Newcourt Place at the end of school, I have apparently been going from one bad place to the next worst.

Churchill Street was full of more 'roommates' than I could handle.. and by that I mean it was infested with giant house centipedes.. Not that I blame the bugs.. There was construction going on outside our house during the time I was there so the poor things were probably just scared and looking for a place to go BUT that does NOT mean it had to be in my room between midnight and 6am every other day. Or in our kitchen sink... Did I mention they don't die when you spray them with RAID!? It's bad enough I'm horribly arachnophobic but to deal with what looks like two spiders fused together is just too much to handle when your trying to find 1-2 jobs preferably in the occupational field that you just blew your entire life savings on for the past three years.
Speaking of roommates... At Churchill Street we were a band of misfit roomies to say the least.. One was hardly there but when he was made a DISASTER of the place along with letting his whiney tiny lil 'rat' of a dog roam everywhere. The other girl and I barely spoke but she always felt the need to leave a mess of the kitchen, leave rotting food in their fridge (we had two thank the lord) and sabotage the rest of us. Our final late coming foreign roomie was at least 10-20yrs older than us and instead of helping us two girls clean the house, felt the need to always chat us up for hours about our life choices and then complain for the same amount of hours about us being too loud.
By the time I left that house.. we all hated each other, I had gotten sick about 4 times and we all lived reclusively like hermits in our rooms and bluntly avoided one another like the plague. I was the only one to collect and take out the garbage (which became so gross that even the garbage collectors didn't want to take it..) and no one cleaned anymore.
But hey don't get me wrong, the landlord was an absolute peach! I loved her and always hung out with her when she came to visit. It's not her fault she rented the house to the people she did.

Moving on the true monster of the story.. the cause of my frustrated pause in posting.. 720 Princess Street Studios. Now you would think the idea of cheap & affordable single (all-inclusive) bachelor apartments would be a dream come true! Taking an old Super 8 Motel building and renovating the inside into apartments. (And I'm sure that for some of my fellow neighbours here that have.. a lesser tolerance, higher patience and lower hygiene than I then it really is a dream come true) But the fact of the matter is... this place is NOT worth it!
The promised September 1st 2014 Opening was to offer a fully renovated downstairs lounge, equipped with a gym, study area, kitchen, internet cafe, 4 big screen TVs among other things... A mailroom was to be provided along with two Laundry rooms.WELL it is now January 10th 2015 and NONE OF IT is even close to being complete.
But isn't it generous of them to offer to buy us taxi's ever Saturday morning to take us to the nearest laundromat in exchange for the delay...(I would like to personally thank my friends whom let me do laundry at their house, THANK you!) And it was so convenient for them to take the first 3 months of us all living here before they got what is the worst internet service available. We're all students or recent grads here.. computers are our lives either for business, educational or personal reasons... I for one have racked up my phone bills cause I've had to tether my data from my phone to have any glimpse of internet at all!
I had the first 3 months of my mail either missing or stolen.. and JUST received it last week (a lot of good it does now.) And how do you get your mail? Why they slip it under your door! So I hope you don;t order any big packages while living here.. I've been locked out of my room twice because the door locks are so old and faulty.. not to mention it will take you 10-15min to even get INTO your room cause the keycards are fault also. Speaking of faulty locks.. we have already had the ONLY door into our building broken into (as they haven't finished giving us cto the front door!?) and it stayed broken for almost three weeks.. Did I mention we have NO security or anyone monitoring our 'front desk' area? I feel real safe..
I haven't even mentioned when I moved in, in the first place... There were 3 mattresses, two broken lamps.. thus broken glass EVERYWHERE, two tables, two mirrors, two dressers, a chair and a desk ALL in my room when we came to move in. Which I was promised would all be cleared out before we got there the night before. The carpet was disgusting (and after having them "professionally" clean it.. and cleaning it myself 5 times.. it is STILL horrible) the drainage was never cleaned OH and again.. living with centipedes...
So what do you do if you want to complain about any or all of these problems!? Well you EMAIL them! Because that's the only form of communication you have because noone is ever around (no wonder the renovations aren't finished) and a reply will take between 3-7 days.But hey! At least I have no roommates to share my space or my stuff or my food with.. no one sabotages my laundry and throws theirs in with mine instead of taking mine out (even if they threw it on the floor instead of in the dryer for crying out loud..) I have no ones mess to deal with but my own.

THIS is a prime example of Project Management at its WORST! I now understand what our teacher was trying to teach us in IMC@SLC.. although he could've tried teaching it to us in a less dry manner. But I get it now! 720 Princess Street Studios was a great idea on paper.. Just HORRIBLY executed! They shouldn't have let us move in without getting their eggs all in one basket... actually they should've waited for their chickens to finish laying all the eggs first!

But despite all the hardships & heartache I DO still have my creativity! As I;ve said I have a few videos that are just dying to be finished and a few I will be redoing with better imagery. In between STILL looking for a job befitting my college education (or at least my dignity) and a better place to live. I'm telling you the next place I live better be back in Orlando, FL at Disney.. or in Macau, China with my sisters or I'm going to lose it!

Ending Halloween with a "Twain"..

To celebrate the glorious 2014 Halloween that I hope you all had, I am posting about a recent discovery of my friend and I. Somehow getting to the topic of creepy & weird happenings we found a rather.. different video on Youtube. A clay-animation movie about "The Adventures of Mark Twain" along with the classic characters Tim Sawyer, Huck Finn and Becky Thatcher.

The movie is creepy & controversial to say the least. The concept was inspired by a famous quote by the author: "I came in with Halley's Comet in 1835. It is coming again next year (1910), and I expect to go out with it. It will be the greatest disappointment of my life if I don't go out with Halley's Comet. The Almighty has said, no doubt: 'Now here are these two unaccountable freaks; they came in together, they must go out together.'" Apparently Twain died April 21, 1910, one day after Halley's Comet reached perihelion in 1910.

The movie goes into detail about some of Twain's written work... Twain's version of Adam & Eve, Satan's opinion on the human race & a lesson that you need to find your own Heaven to be happy. I would explain it more but there aren't nearly enough words to describe this movie once you've witnessed it for yourself. I WARN you it is not for the easily creeped out or offended.

Some of you may have actually seen shorter clips of the movie on Youtube... The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, The Mysterious Stranger, "The Diaries of Adam & Eve (Letters from the Earth)," "Captain Stormfield's Visit to Heaven," "The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County" and reference made to his other works, including "The Damned Human Race."

But for your viewing pleasure... here it is.. I warned you.. now bring on November & Christmas!

(It starts at the end for some reason... I don't know why.. Just back it up.)

A Hault on Halloween!

I still have one more Halloween Trick after all of last nights Treats. So please bare with me on my upcoming Halloween postings! But to keep you while you wait... for the first time in years (with the exception of my entry in the CBC Canada Writes Poetry Contest) I have actually sat down to write some real & raw poetic therapy.

I've had a lot of Up's & Down's this year, as we all tend to have, but I've just never felt inspired enough to write again. Call it writer's block or writer's fear.. But through all the tough times you have to look for the good. And that good is in the friends & family that love and support me. All of my internet fans & friends who support me and my craziness.You may see me everyday, you may talk to me once a week, or you may see me only twice a year. But I feel (I hope) when you read this you know who you are.. whether you have come in and out of my life by circumstance.. by love.. by friendship.. whether you have loved with me or laughed with me.. or wanted to.

I wrote this because I woke up inspired by all of the great friendship & love I've been surrounded with lately. Not to say it hasn't always been there.. But today I woke up acknowledging and feeling it's presence. I woke up feeling blessed.

A Heart plagued from ever flawed circumstance. Dreaming of the time it will transcend into more. Believing in a slow death, shedding each hope, each dream, each love, each loss like a layer of fading sanity. Growing heavier unto itself. Always doubtful, always fearful, receding from trust. 

Until a time when it finds the pieces, just out of grasp. It takes tedious time, it takes faith & patience. It takes finding & losing; repeated trying. It takes distance, it takes long & late sleepless late nights. It takes growing hope again, in order to unlock what's left of the pieces.. in order to gain the final and full effect. The Heart she was born with, the Heart that grew with her, the Heart she thought she lost. The Heart that longs for another, the Heart that think's she's found him. The Heart that is battered and scarred, the Heart he still thinks is Beautiful. The Heart she must have trust in again, in order to trust in him, in order to follow the dreams she gave up on, and maybe if she does, along the way she will find him, and he will stay. 

For as long as she searches, as long as she heals, a Heart cannot be complete without it's core. A core that when first born is given to another to keep intact, to keep pure and preserved, safe from years of hardship or happiness, of trial and tribulation, of learning and loss. This core of her Heart, he keeps for her, despite all the years, he's always known. And when she finds him, perhaps what's left of both of their Hearts will be enough to create the lighter side of Life & Love for them both. Together.

So I know this isn't very "Halloween-y" but hey, like I said before.. no one likes "filler" and my blog is no exception. I promise my next round of laughter & lunacy is coming soon!