| Name: Shannon (Duh, it's in the title) Birthday: August 12 As a side note, no one remembers my birthday, so if you do, total kudos. ;) Location: O-Side, Cali |
| I've never felt strongly about third grade bio's that are like: Hello my name is.. bla bla bla. That's boring. So, this is a little different, but it captures the necessary information I s'pose, and if there's anything left out, let me know, and I'll add it in. I don't want to miss a thing. I fell in love with art when I was making these butterfly pictures in kindegarden and I started organizing the crayons in my crayon box. My feelings about the entire concpt of vewing one thing in multiple views, and in many different ways was enhanced when we had to draw a city scape in third grade. Shortly thereafter, I fell in love with literature and the art of wrting in fourth grade reading a story about a girl and pod of dolphins. A passion was born near that time with the theatre, but was found in sixth grade when I worked on a show for my class, and saw The Phantom of the Opera for the third time. I knew then what it was that I had to do, and I knew where it was I was going to end up, no matter the sidesteps I was taking to get there. My father has always been very math-science oriented, for his father was before him, and thus it was what he grew up knowing. Naturally, he pushed me in said direction, and I listened and followed. I wanted to pursue marine biology for my love of dolphins and sea life, but that led into chemical engineering and shortly thereafter microbiology and then biochemistry. To this day I still have a huge interest in the fields, but I learned years ago that I can't work a nine to five job. I can't be one of those people who wears heels and nylons to work, to go to meetings, and take random business trips around the world to discuss the latest research. I simply can't do it. I need something more. I found that something when I was in highschool My freshman year I got involved with drama club, which led to my working crew for their fall comedy Arsenic and Old Lace. I did make-up for the show, and I gained my respect for all of the aspects of a theatrical production. There were so many areas I never knew participated, so many people behind the scenes, and so much energy in enveryone within it all. It was a new experience compared to the shows I had done before. It was then I decided to hone in this art, and make it my own in one way or another. The next four shows I did, I mastered the art of theatrical make-up and costuming, which later led into my interest in photography and amplified my description and recollection of specific details in both my writing and every day life. I started working practically as a house crew member in my local theatre, which is basically a person who works as a technical crew member for whatever show that passes through a theatre, and that was what I did. I never got paid, and I still haven't to this day (forty-six shows later), and it's ok with me. I love theatre and I wouldn't let it go for anyting. Working house crew though taught me all of the other areas of the theatre, and what it takes to put a show together. I gained a deeper respect for each member in any prodction, and it was then that I was put into the position of beoming the assistant director of the spring musical. I had never taken anything like that on before, but I did what I always had done, seeked council from my dramatic instructor, and ran with it. I amplified my eye for noting detail and desiring perfection, and it was near this time that I began to begin my reviewing of shows for the band. I had met them the year prior, but we did not really get to know each other until my junior year, the year that a lot of stuff went down. A lot of drama happnened, and a lot of changes began. All in all, looking back on it, it was for the best, but it was some of the most emotionally challenging times of my life, and it was because of them, certain individuals specifically, but them nonetheless. I got out of highschool with a defenite love, admiration, and desire to pursue theatre for the rest of my life. Along side that my passion for photography developed which complimented my love of theatre, and especially of lighting in general. I fell in love with lighting, mostly because of my best friend Danni, but because of the essence of it all. Without light there is nothing, just a black void of darkness, and everything that people find as beautiful can't be seen. The beauty is there, like the icing on a cake, it's that pertinent, but not necessarily noticed as much, and that was how I began to live my life. Somehow or another I started being necessary to people I never thought cared about me, and wanted by people I thought didn't notice, but I tried to keep myself out of the limelight, mostly because I don't like to be selfish like that. I've naturally kept doing theatre, and have made some of the deepest friendships with people that I don't think I could ever let go of. Danni went away to CalArts in Valencia, CA for school, and I'd like to end up either there or at Carnegie Mellon in Pittsburg, PA. I met this guy Steve, cause he was going out with this girl Serena who was in my psychology class junior year, and since then he and I have become very good friends. He's like the band, and myself, driven with that passion that most people don't understand because they're too busy on the outside looking in rather than just getting involved themselves. I love him to pieces, and I seriously don't know what I'd be, or where I'd go without him. All my love to Stephen, always. My relationship with all of the guys in these bands, RxDrama, The Trophy Life, TwentyOneRest and London's Falling, has been one of the rockiest, but most entertaining and interesting experiences of my life. I wouldn't change a day of it for the world. RxDrama was how I fell to be involved with all of these kids, and yes I know that none of us are technically kids anymore, but I call all of us a bunch of kids. RxDrama fell sadly, but TwentyOneRest was still there, and London's Falling rose and fell, but TwentyOneRest was still there, and The Trophy Life has come along, and yep.. TwentyOneRest is still here. I love these guys. As much shit as we've all been through, and as many misunderstandings, miscommunications, and just stupid shit, it's all been worth it. Things are good now, completely at peace, and I wish it had always been like this. If it takes four years to have a day that was as good as the 21st of February, to have that much peace and that much sheer goodness come about.. I'll wait another four years for it to happen. Bring it on. I'll always be there for them as long as they don't give up on themselves. No questions, and I never really expect anything in return, just and honest thanks every now and again, and maybe a show at my house. Other than that, the ability to witness something that cool, is enough for me. I'm going to tell you what I tell everyone: Do whatever it is that makes you happy. Whatever it is you have the most interest and passion for, do it. realize simply that if you end up doing something you say you 'should' do or whatever, you won't be happy. Hell, if being the trashman makes you happy, fucking do that. just be happy. Simple as pie. Do what makes you feel good about yourself, what makes you happy, and take the steps it will take to get you there. outside of that, it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks or does, as long as you are living your own paradise. It's hard for a lot of people to realize and accept. They get caught up in the whole gotta have the big house with the fancy car and expensive clothing idea with the perfect picturesque family and everyone in private schools conept. So, they work some 9-5 job they hate, that makes them travel every other week so that they can be the big head at some corporation or another just to live that lifestyle.. And, they're miserable As well, there are the people who are convinced that they have to live up to some crazy set standards that they've got in their head of what they 'should' be doing and the kind of life they 'should' be living.. If you're happy selling cocaine, go for it, just be really really good at it, and don't get caught. and that goes for anything, whatever you do, be really really good at it, and make it worth it. Now that I'm done sounding like some demented Martha Stewart. I'm going to go. But, remember.. Life is a banquet and most poor sons of bitches are starving to death. You've got to live, live, LIVE!! :) Always ~ Shannon *Smile* ;) |
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