Darkness Falls

I had heard of this movie a couple of years ago from one of my friends who said it was the scariest thing ever. I remember thinking that I HAD to watch, but I eventually forgot about it, and never ended up watching it. This past weekend, another it was weirdly brought up again, and I was like, okay I NEED to watch this. I did what I said.

The movie starts with a story of an old woman that little children used to take their fallen out teeth to in exchange for a gold coin. The womans was mysteriously hit with tragedy as her house was set on fire, which gave her an ugly and horrifying burnt face, and she was hanged. A story is produced about this woman, or tooth fairy, in the town of Darkness Falls who can only get to you in the dark, and if you see her, she will come after you until you are dead. A boy named Kyle, after losing his last tooth, sneaks a peek in the night as he awaits to see if this story is actually true. The evil tooth fairy ceases to kill him, but gets his mother, which results in him being charged for murdering her because, well who would believe a story that a tooth fairy caused the murder. Anyways, the boy grows up, and has to face his childhood back in Darkness Falls as his old friend, Caitlin, calls him to help her little brother who is experiencing the same thing he did long ago. Hence, the journey of the killer tooth fairy begins.

Sounds really stupid, doesn't it. Why would I watch it then? Well ,the two people who described it to me made it seem so scary and cool. Well, nice try guys, but it wasn't. I literally fell asleep halfway through. At first, I was into it and all, but the effects of and the storyline was just blah. I probably would never watch it again, only if I wanted to take a nap.

The Excorcism of Emily Rose

I bet you can tell me what kind of movie this is... kind of obvious. Yeah, a scary one and probably one of the most creepiest movies I have ever seen!

It starts out with the trial of Emily Rose's death, after father Moore had performed an excorsism on her and was now on trial for being the supposed murderer. Erin Bruner, the lawyer for this threatened priest, goes on a journey as she gets more and more involved in this risky case.

Emily Rose's story is told throughout the case, showing the progression of her haunting. It starts when she goes away to college.

She is sleeping in her dorm room, when she awakens to a burning smell. She thinks something is burning outside her room, so she goes out into the hallway where the doors start opening and closing and weird voices are heard. She goes back to her room, tries to go back asleep, and all of a sudden her bed begins to sink in and she can't move as she is forced down by this demon. It was truly something to watch, I couldn't take my eyes away. The hauntings and possesions got way worse, with her becoming all distorted into unreal positions and speaking in languages that she had never known before. It really got to me, because this movie is actually based on a true story.

Not only that, but the lawyer and the priest, being involved with this girls trial, start to become haunted by things just as she was. That really freaked me out! I had read, somewhere before, about the old exorcism movies and how three of the directors had weird things happen to them throughout the filming. It could have been weird coincidences, but then again, not really. People have said that if you mess with spirits and this kind of stuff, you get messed with. So back to the trial, the people involved were becoming affected and the only way to end it all was to tell Emily's story, even though people would rather believe facts that explained all her problems, given by the prosecuter, rather than the true story. I won't say the ending, but that you will just have to watch it.

The intensity and images are what really make this movie one of a kind. I had watched it for the first time when it was first released, and basically hid the entire movie. This time, though, I had watched and really am glad I did. Although it still gives me the heebie geebies, I'd definitely watch it again

No Pain, No Gain

This week has been long, and I mean long. I've spent a total of 40 hours so far at school, in the past three days... not really that normal. The reason? Showchoir.

Our choreographer, whose name I shall leave as Bob, came to review our songs and clean almost every little thing; I mean EVERYTHING! We basically had to re-learn our whole closure since we had some "150" moves that were needing fixed, according to the all-knowing Bob, and we had to "get into" our novelty song. One thing that he is very particular about are moves being HIS way. It is kind of funny when I think back on how he teaches. He wants a lot of the things he says to be exactly how he pictures them in his head. I definitely got this vibe from him when we spent about 7 to 8 hours cleaning our novelty.

A novelty number is something that makes people laugh. It is pure entertainment and joy, a number that brings the whole show to life. With that said, it is the biggest acting number, and if you can't act out every little detail down to the last point, I wouldn't want to be anywhere near Bob. For every sentence practically written in the song, there is some sort of outrageous move that is sometimes ridiculous and sort of embarrassing that he wants us to do perfectly. He then, if not done perfectly, goes into a long and sometimes pointless story or description of things that dont relate to anything we are doing to help us do what we are doing or he singles out innocent people. uh, what? Well it gets kind of annoying after awhile.

There are many things that he has done that really put people over the edge. Even so, I sort of empathize with him. Yeah, I just went into a long ordeal about all the things that he does that make me want to die, but I know he means well. When I think about it, our group learns so much from how he teaches. At the time he teaches, it may be long and painful, but the overall factor is a good one when it comes to our competition results and rankings. Our group does good because of his gift of giving us good choreography and, of course, us making it our amazing and coolest show ever! Everyone has there different inputs, mine is just that he is one single-minded, controlling, and talented dude.

I am hoping we are getting as good as we should be, since we were put through those three long days of hell.

Bobby pins are edible, right?

As you know, Cocoa and Carols was yesterday, and it was super fun! All the little kids were so cute and excited to perform, and everyone just seemed very pleased with how it turned out. When the day had come to a close, there was a little get together at one of the girls' house, so everyone showed up and ate/talked the night away. It was an interesting night, if I do say so myself.
For starters, after the boys left the little party, the girls all decided to play in the Olympics. What I mean is, we all pretended that we were doing Olympic diving and we were from different countries. Some of them were the judges, while the rest of us picked our countries and did the dives that we were told to do into the guest bed. My favorite was definitely the tuck dive; smashing my face into the mattress was just the greatest (not really!)
As the night went on, we all decided to tye dye shirts, which actually turned out pretty well! I had never done it before, so having mine turn out really good was quite an accomplishment, if I may say so myself. That ended after sometime, and as the clock struck two we all got comfy in our blankets and began to talk about random things; that's is when it happened.
It all started with my friend, Dallas. She was talking about how earlier in the day, she made up a cool sentence using my full name. The sentence was, "Come on Rachel, Collingsworth it". You get it? I thought it was really clever! Anyways, as she was saying it, I had put a bobby in my mouth to hold it as I was lying down and putting my hair up. I started saying something to her about the whole clever sentence when I suddenly started choking on the bobby pin!! No one knew what was going on, so all they did was watch me hack and choke on this stupid thing. Finally, I swallowed it and sat up, so embarrassed.
My friends still are picking on me about it, but it was no laughing matter. I could have died from it! Although tragedy took place, the night was pretty fun. I now consider myself a tye dyeing, dancing and singing Australian Olympic gold medalist.

Christmas in October?

It has occurred to me, these last couple of years, how much we get involved with the holiday season. You see sales at stores start to hit hardcore, months in advanced; you hear the all-too-annoying holiday music that makes you want to kill yourself; and you even see the overloads of lights being put up even before one can even consider the holiday season to be around the corner. How has our nation become this crazed? I begin to look back.
When I was a kid, Christmas was the best thing ever; I mean what kid didn't want all those toys and gifts? A weird kid that's who because presents are the greatest. My parents would come up to me, about a month before the big day, and ask for my list. I would smile my big happy smile and give them the TOYS R US sheet, and they would just laugh. Of course then I didn't know that what I was doing was completely stupid, but I really did want all those toys! One Christmas, I was about five, and I asked specifically for a Scooby doo board game. I told my mom that I really hoped Santa would get it for me, and what do you know, I got it from non other than Santy Clause! I was the happiest five year old alive. Any who, back then, Christmas was Christmas. There wasn't really any rush or craziness until the week of Christmas day. It was almost like a calming holiday for me: spend time with my family, eat a lot of food, and so on. Now I feel as though everyone is more worried about the gifts and sales and all that jazz, not even thinking about the meaning of it in the first place. My family and I are still the same as we have always been, when it comes to the holidays and such, but the media and others are impacting how we view it.
I guess I'm not an expert on this. I mean, it could have been this bad when I was little and I was too young to notice, but I highly doubt that. Things change over time, and as technology has enhanced, more and more opportunities have opened. The media displays more and more each day, and businesses use the media as there way of advertising their stuff; what greater way to reach people than through the holiday season. It just gets nuts!
What I am getting at is the fact that Christmas, the holidays, whatever, has become way too big of a deal and a big deal in the wrong way. It is meant for you and your family and what it means to you. The extra gifts and craziness just doesn't need to happen.
Therefore, I am hoping everyone has happy holidays!

Cocoa and Carols

It is that time of year again for everyone to get into the holiday season. Buying gifts for the holidays, putting up the Christmas tree, and even baking an extra amount of desserts; people start to become crazy over a short period of time. While everyone may be busy getting ready for Christmas, Hanukah, or whatever they may celebrate, I am just trying to get ready for our schools holiday celebration, Cocoa and Carols.
It happens every year here, and each year is a fun success. Our show choirs, Chantuers, Protégé, and Happiness, put together this fun filled day for elementary and middle schools to come and perform their Christmas songs for our area to here. It is a really great experience for the kids to come out, perform, and to watch our groups do our shows because they get to see what our choir program is all about. Although the day may be a positive thing to contribute to, it may be a little hectic for those who are new to the whole thing.
For starters, we (the show choirs) have to bring three dozen cookies each. The little monsters get a little hungry after doing a major performance, I mean come on! Also, we have to get a whole bunch of hot cocoa, hence the name. Food always attracts people, so that is a plus! After the little details are set in stone, it is time to plan out the schedule for what school is performing, what times, and when our show choirs have to be ready to perform. This year, almost a fourth of Happiness is going to be missing in the morning, due to ACT testing. That threw things off a little, but we got everything figured out and with the day being, well tomorrow, everything seems to be ready.
If I had to pick something that was my favorite out of the whole day, it wouldn't be our choirs performing their songs, or the little kids singing the cutest things ever. No, it would have to be Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer! All the choirs come out on stage, and we get everyone in the audience, parents included, to participate in this famous tune. We even pull up little kids on stage to help us do it, which really gets the crowd more involved. It isn't just the old easy tune though, NO, we have tricky actions that you have to pay attention to. For instance, throughout the whole song you can't say nose or reindeer. If someone messes up, they are noticed like that! It really is a fun thing to do, and every year I look forward to it more and more! Also, this year I am a Happiness member so I get to go and announce a elementary or middle school group that is performing. I have Jackson, my old elementary school, so I am kind of excited.
Cocoa and Carols is just something to help those who truly go nuts during this month, to just relax and enjoy the holiday season love without all the stress. So come on over to school tomorrow, and you will surely be one happy holiday cheer-meister.

Sleepyhead... THE BEST

I was hanging with my usual crazy friends this weekend, listening to some crazy music. Me and my friend decided to get onto his computer and crank up his itunes, when all of a sudden I heard this song. It started out kind of weird, but then all of the sounds and beats came into action and I was like WOAH why haven't I heard of this song? It was the coolest song I had heard in quite sometime, and is actually pretty old so I don't know why I hadn't ever heard it!
My friends were all jamming out to it, knowing all the little details to it while I sat there and tried to figure out what was even going on. We put the song on repeat, listening to it over and over and over and over and... well, you get the picture. Instead of our usual movie nights, we had a dance party. Turning off the lights and putting on the cool sound wave thing that is on the TV (I don't know what it is called), we danced the night away to this one particular song. Of course, it got repetitive so we changed it up, but it still was buzzing in my head. As I was riding home, it randomly came onto my friends ipod, and so began the break out dancing to the song all over again.
When I got home, I decided to look up the video to the song; it is actually pretty legit.
I have never seen a video like this before and it is so sweet! I definitely want to meet this guy that made this song! Now whenever I am down and really cranky or something, I will turn this song on and everything just seems good. It is the best!

Frayed

It was a slow night, not much was going on. Me and my cousin were just lying around, trying to find something to watch on the mind numbing tube. Of course, we couldn't find anything at all; then we were both like "lets rent a movie!"
My cousin is 22 years old so there is quite a difference between our ages, yet we have so many things in common. One of the biggest things is that we are both obsessed with thriller movies and scary things. I love scary/crime movies with a huge passion and so does she. She is even is getting into a career that involves dealing with troubled and psycho people, which may seem insane, but I actually think that would be really interesting. Anyways, we established that our movie was going to be a good and scary mystery type film, so I went to the category and we began our search.
The list held good movies that we both had seen, but also movies that shouldn't even be allowed to be on the list because they were down right horrible. All of a sudden we came across a movie called "Frayed". It seemed perfect! The summary stated that a deranged psycho path escaped from the asylum trying to reach his family, unleashing the true secret from his past. So amazing, right?
And so the movie began! It started out with home videos of what looked like a little girls birthday. It showed clips of her opening her presents, while her brother kept stealing them away from her. Then came one of the boy hitting the pinata harder and harder until it was broken into little pieces. The mother got upset with the boy and sent him to his room. The movie then showed the mom, still recording, walking upstairs to talk to the boy about why he was sent to his room. All of a sudden, the camera fell to the floor and of course landed perfectly only showing the mother laying on the ground. She was being hit over and over again in the face by a bat, while screaming her sons name. It was grotesque and graphic, making me want to puke! That was just the beginning and I was already feeling the uncomfortable, scared emotion.
The movie then went on and told the story of the little boy growing old in the asylum, then breaking out of it. It is truly hard to explain what went on in the movie because it had so many twists and turns, but the ending was definitely the weirdest. It is one of those totally screwed up endings that throw you a huge curve ball. The whole time you watch the movie, you have to make sure you pay attention to every detail or else you won't get it. It honestly was a really good movie and I would watch it again, even though when we finished it I couldn't fall asleep for the longest time. That is two thumbs up for the movie! Way to go!

The Blindside

Having been thanksgiving last week, I had a lot of time to do things. In reality, all I really did was spend time with my family and friends and eat. But one of the things I did almost everyday was, I watched a movie. Whatever my mood was, may it be sad, happy, or courageous for a thriller; all I had to do was lay down and, with a click of a button, watch whatever I desired. I wasn't always able to watch the movies on my screen, so thats when I would venture to the overpriced theater, where I saw The Blindside.

The Blindside is about a homeless and out of school African-American boy, named Michael Oher, who is taken in by the Touhy family. The Touhy family, wealthy and white, help him get back on his feet by getting him involved in school and helping him find himself, but along the way the family starts to find themselves as well and they all realize they are one big happy family. It is a touching story, watching the journey of the troubled boy turn into a successful NFL player. It is one of those, if you try hard and believe, you will get what you desire type movies. The mother, played by one of my favorite actresses, Sandra Bullock, was so phenomenal! I had watched the sneak peak before I went to see it, and it showed her talking to the real mother, getting the insight on how she acted and how Sandra should portray her. It was really interesting, and I feel she successfully portrayed her, no doubt whatsoever. It wouldn't be easy for someone who is in a lot of movies where she is tough and smart, to turn into a snooty mother who cares too much about her looks. But whatever the circumstances are, she pulled off the character perfectly.

It is kind of funny now. I was watching football with my dad the other day, and the Baltimore Ravens (the team he was drafted to) was playing. All of a sudden, I saw the real Michael Oher playing and was like WOAH. It was really cool, kind of like a movie star on the football field.

I would definitley recommend this movie. Go watch it, NOW.

WICKED

I saw WICKED a couple years ago, and I fell madly in love with it. It was my first live broadway show EVER, and it blew me away. Before I went to see it, I had no idea what it even was. I remember hanging out with my friend, Emily, and she put in the CD, playing all the songs for me. They didn't make any sense at all, and I was like... what is this? I still was confused even when our show choir back in middle school, call KEYS, performed one of the songs from the musical. Then when my parents took me to the show and I watched it, everything fell into place.
The musical is like the story "before" the Wizard of Oz. It tells how Galinda (the good witch) and Elphaba (thought to be bad witch) used to be best friends and the true story behind the OZ and how Elphaba came to be thought as evil. I could go into a lot more detail, but just watching the show explains it all.
I had only liked a few songs, like Defying Gravity and Popular, before going to see it, but after wards I was in love with them all. During the performance, every character carried out their part in such a magnificent way that I believed every single one of them. They sang their hearts out, all of them sounding unbelievably good, so who couldn't love every song? I remember leaving after the performance, after we had bought our souvenirs and soundtrack, and we were listening to the soundtrack the whole way home from Chicago. The show was just that amazing!
Watching the musical really made me want to star in one. I love singing and performing, but I have never really gotten the chance to perform in an actual play with an actually decent part; I have always been in the chorus or with a part that had at most, two lines. Even though I saw this show a while ago, thinking about it still makes me want to be in a play so badly! The show was just that good; it even made my dad fall in love.
Today I was talking to my dad about Mamma Mia! And he blurted out,
"NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED!"
He is so silly.

MAMMA MIA!

"Chikateetah, tell me whats wrong!" Quote from one of the many songs that make up this amazing musical! I had only seen a majority of the movie Mamma Mia! But I fell in love with it from the moment the movie started. This past summer consisted of my sister and I spending late nights watching it together, singing our favorite songs everytime. As summer ended, I had found out we were going to see the actual "musical" live; I was thrilled! Today was the day I went to see it, and the songs are still buzzing through my head.
From Super Trooper to Lay All Your Love on Me, it was all spectacular! It was so awesome to see the live performance of these two and other songs, and how they were played out. Of course it wasn't exactly like the movie, but it was still good in its own way.
The show, if you didn't know, is about this girl who is about to get married to her fiance. All her life, she was raised by her tough and loving mother, but never knew who her father was. It starts out with her sending three letters to three different men pretending to be her mom asking them to come to her wedding. Throughout the performance she tries to figure out which one is her dad; it is basically a comedy with little turns here and there and ends with a crazy ending!
Although I loved the show as a whole, I don't think it reached the potential that I thought it would. The only other musical that I have seen is WICKED, and if I had to compare that to this, there would be a major difference. I saw WICKED in Chicago, the theater there could have been equipped with a better sound system, but even so the theater that I went to today was perfectly good. The singing just wasn't as mind blowing and spectacular as I thought it would be. No matter that, the show was very, very cool. I would definitely go see it again!

Halloween... disaster

I haven't gotten the chance to read other peoples blogs this week, but I can guarantee that a lot of them have something related to Halloween. It is kind of hard NOT to blog about the little holiday that seems to be the spark of the weekend, so I caved in and decided to tell my story of this exciting day, or so I thought...
As most get their costumes on, may they be a fairy or a gorilla, they get together with their friends and either go the traditional way: trick-or-treat until the candy makes them throw up. Or, they go to that one party that everyone is going to to... well PARTY. This year wasn't the luckiest for me...
For starters, I wasn't really looking forward to this years Halloween. The cute little costumes and all the food that was going to be put in front of me just didn't seem too appetizing, so when I made plans to go to a little party with people and was able to make a costume that didn't cost me 50 dollars, I was beginning to look forward to the scary day.
Me and some of my friends went to the party, being the coolest cats EVER! It was really, just kind of relaxing to chill with everyone without all the hubba bubba; things started to go wrong. For starters, as the night went on, the host of the party stated that we couldn't stay the night. We were all a little shocked, considering we kind of needed a place to stay. It was already getting late, so I didn't want to go home; my result? We slept in our cars. How eventful, right? It was freezing, I was tired, and I couldn't sleep with all these people squeezed in beside me. I kept thinking... what kind of night is this? Why didn't I just go home and be lame? We finally found a place to stay the night at, and I ended up going home the next morning with about 3 hours of sleep. Next morning meaning this morning, so you can probably guess that I wasn't THE happiest camper today.
The other crazy thing is the stories I hear from other people who had crappy Halloweens. For instance, my sister had a night that will stay with her for quite a while, literally. My parents and I went up to Cedar Falls to pick her up for the musical Mamma Mia! When we see that she has a huge scab on her cheek. The first thing I thought? Another girl fight, eh Sarah? No she doesn't do that, but what DID happen was she was walking on uneven ground with 4 inch heels, early in the morning, and ended up tripping and hitting her face on the wall; classic. Its a funny story, even though it sucks, but it makes me feel so much better about my Halloween! It is sort of strange how our Halloweens turned out so bad, maybe it is a sign?
Nah, probably just sign, if any, that next year is gonna be 10 times better!

The day of Singing

It finally came. The day of singing. It was a long day but an experience, that is for sure. Allstate auditions were very different from what I imagined. I always thought that they would be in this like high class area, with high class people; like it would feel really pressured to be there, if you know what I mean. It wasn't like that at all. It was at Manchester high school, the judges were either vocal teachers or choir teachers, and it didn't feel like i was pressured at all.

The day started out with me having to get up at 5 in the morning, such a fun thing to do on a saturday. Then we were all suppose to meet at kennedy by 615, so I got ready, all dressed up, and met at Kennedy with everyone else. We were on the road to Manchester soon after, and I was beginning to wake up. When we got there, there were so many people! A lot of different schools grouped together in the gym, while we were put in this little cafeteria with other schools. That marked the beginning of sitting around ALL day basically waiting to audition, then waiting again for the results.

Megan, my Allstate partner who is a soprano, and I were the last to audition. We went around 12 or so, and boy was THAT a long wait! We were practicing on and off until we were going to go, and when it came, I finally began to feel the jitters. We walked with our choral directors down some hallways before we ended up at our audition center. After all these weeks of practicing, singing almost everyday, and anticipating this very moment, it was here. If we didn't make it, I thought, the weeks of practicing were a waste. We went in, and did so good! I remember walking out and feeling like it was our best, like truly our best. We then waited the 3 hours for the results to come back.

How it went was, they gave the directors a list of people that they wanted to hear individually again because they weren't sure on whether or not they wanted those people in the choir. If you didn't make the list, you were either automatically in the choir, or you didn't make it at all. Our school had only four girls out of all our girls get a callback, and I was lucky enough to be one of them. I was in a little hurry because I didn't really know my part for the callback, so I rushed to my music and learned it fast. I then had to put my hurtful heels back on, and walk up those hallways to the same center where I was before. This time, when I auditioned, there were two judges instead of one, and they were different. I was more nervous than before, but I tried to keep my shakiness down and I sang the best I could.

The callbacks ended, all the auditioning was complete, and we had to wait another couple hours for the list to come up. It was a long wait, with everyone a little nervous in their own way, even though they didn't seem to show it too much. Finally, everyone ran to the gym as the first list was put up; it was altos from round one. The first lists that were put up consisted of the people who made it without a callback. We had two tenors and two basses make it on these lists, which was quite an accomplishment! Then came the lists that consisted of the callback people; I was getting excited! They put them up, and I went to see; I wasn't on it. I was actually not that sad about it. Of course I wanted to make it but it wasn't the end of the world for me. We ended up having three more people that made it, one a tenor, a bass, and an alto. I thought overall it was just an amazing experience. I realized that my hard work wasn't really thrown away because I got closer to a lot of the people, and I learned a few things along the way.

Next year, I am just going to try again and hope for the best. I am definitely bringing some more things to do; waiting around forever is not my specialty!

Paranormal Activity

Paranormal Activity. Yeah. Scariest movie of my life. You should probably NOT go see it if you thought Blair Witch Project or Texas Chainsaw Massacre were the scariest because guess what? Their NOT! I had been planning to see the movie since last weekend, after my friend went to see it. He and his other friends don't usually get scared, but after seeing it I guess they couldn't sleep all night. They were freaked out. He promised me, though, that he would take me again because it was just that good, so us and a bunch of people went and saw it last night. I was actually in a huge hurry before seeing it, which really stressed me out.

I had been at Allstate all day, and we had to stay extra late just to see the results. We were all suppose to go to the 745 showing but I didn't get home till 815 or so from the place where Allstate was held all day. Luckily, they moved the time to 850 but I was still running late AND I had to pick up my friend on the way. I ended up getting lost (just my luck, right?) and I was an extra ten minutes late to her house. We then had to drive to all the way to the movie theater, run in to get the tickets, and run to the movie just so we wouldn't miss anymore of it than we already had. I was so mad this whole time because I had wanted to see this movie for so long! Anyways, when we were buying the tickets I found out that I didn't have my debit card. Real cute, right? She ended up buying the ticket for me which was very nice! I thanked her and with that we ran into the packed theater, tip toeing to our saved spots.

I hadn't missed much, at least not the scary parts, so I was pretty happy. Then I started to become less happy, as I realized how scary it was getting. I WAS happy but I mean I began to get scared and nervous and everything! From everything that was going wrong before I had gotten to the movie, I thought that maybe it was a sign for me to NOT go to the movie; that I was going to get super freaked out. I shook it off; I had to pay attention the this movie!

The whole movie was about this couple who was living together and the woman was being possessed by a demon. She had been possessed ever since she was eight, but now they decided to film their lives to show all of it happening. When I started watching, there was a guy at their house who was telling them they should get a demonoligist to help. The woman was all for it, wanting to get rid of what was following her. The guy, on the other hand, thought that he could take care of it by himself. As the movie went on, the the haunting got more and more worse because they were pissing it off (well mostly the guy was). The woman was getting fed up with the camera being around and she just wanted to call the specialized guy to get rid of it but her boyfriend thought it was all fun and games and he kept filming. When they finally called the demonoligist after the hauntings were traumatizing their lives, it was too late.

I won't tell you all that happened and how it ends because that will just ruin it for you, but the ending is not pretty. The whole time I was so scared that words could not describe it. I remember making fun of all of them who had seen it the week before because they were so scared, but now I know why. It just freaks you out so much because it is supposedly TRUE FOOTAGE. The whole movie is them getting haunted and harrassed mostly while they are sleeping. How can I sleep with those images in my head?

Although I am going to be traumatized for about a week, I still think I am in love with this movie. I will probably go again; maybe I will try and keep my eyes open?

POOP

Yeah.. I am not going to talk about actual "poop", but the meaning of it. What is that, you may ask? Well...

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Patties

It is from the famous Spongebob Squarepants show. That show is probably THE best show ever. I started watching it when I was little but before that I never even liked it. I thought it was weird and pointless and just not very appeasing. One day, my dad was watching it (he likes cartoons) and I was like, "Dad... why are you watching that.." Then he started laughing. When people laugh at something, even if I don't think it is very funny, I tend to laugh along with them. I don't know why I do it, but I its like a thing that I can't help but do. Anyways, he was laughing so I started too; Then I started to think the show WAS actually funny. From then on, I watch it whenever I get the chance.

Patrick and Spongebob are probably my favorite characters, just because they are just so goofy. They remind me of my friends, who are so obnoxious and loud and act stupid that I can't help but laugh at them everyday. There are the other characters, like gary the snail, squidward who is lame, Mr. Krabs who is cheap, and so on. In elementary, my friends and I use to pretend that we were the characters. I would be spongebob, someone else would be Sandy, and it extended on and on to whoever would want to play. Of course we stopped, clearly cause we were maturing but I still love watching the show. Whenever I am down, or am super bored, it makes my day!

My friends and I even quote this little show. A couple of our favorites are:

"Your a lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, boy"

"The lid, the lid, the li li li li li li li li LID!"

"I wanna go hooo oo oome hoooome I wanna go home!"

"six o'clock!... twelve o'clock meednight"

"our car! AWH?!"

"SOILED IT! SOILED IT! SOILED IT!"

"EXTRA CREDIT"

"Are you squidward?... Are you squidward now?... That's okay, take your time"

So much more! I'd put up all of them but I am pretty sure you don't want to spend your day reading Spongebob quotes. Although you probably should, they are the best!

Camps galore!

All this talk about camps, show choir, Allstate, and music in general has really gotten me to think about all that I have been through in this category, per say. This weekend I was looking through my junk drawer to clean everything out, when I found this mask. It wasn't a scary one but it was a dog face, white with rainbow spots, and made out of paper machete; it was molded to fit my face perfectly. I looked at it, and instantly remembered my week at the famous Dorian camp.

When I was younger, I only went to one particular camp every summer, which was camp Iodiseca. It is a church camp, that you get to stay at for five week days OR a whole week where you get to stay the night in the lodges/cabins. It was so much fun! Whenever I think about it, I remember all the new people I met, the activities we did, and those fun fires we had each night where we sang songs and enjoyed each other. Now that I am older, I have stopped going, but I still miss those old days. The summer that I stopped going was the summer that I went to Dorian, and it was quite an experience.

It was a musical camp where you got to play an instrument in the band, sing in the choir, take dance classes, or do art classes. At the time, I was in band and I played the flute, so I played in the band there. Also, I joined the choir because I love to sing! For the extra classes, I took art and this dance class that was sort of different from those such as jazz and ballet.
The band was really unique. We were split into two bands because of the tremendous size, but the one I was in was the best (in my opinion). We played pretty cool songs from movies and what not, and I actually enjoyed it. I didn't really wanna play the flute there, but I ended up doing it and I loved it. The art class and dance class were really interesting, too, and I think I had twice as much fun there. I made the mask, along with drawings and other things that I still have today, in the one specific art class that I took. It was really interesting to do something that you usually wouldn't be able to do at your own home, so that was an experience in itself; along with the dance class. It was really, really.. weird. We did these exercises where you "moved the mood" of the song. If it was scary, you moved scary. If it was sad, you moved sad. It taught me a lot, though, like how to feel the music and to interpret the song. I still use that today when I am performing for shows; you don't want a sad face and body language on a song that is suppose to lift your spirits! Lastly, choir, which was my all time favorite. Singing in a choir as big as I did was a big thing that taught me a lot. We learned really cool songs, which I have on my i pod and still listen to today and I met basically all my friends from camp in it. Some I still talk to today!

From all the people I met through this camp, and the memories I have will most likely never fade. Maybe next summer I could go there again, if I am not too busy. I bet it would be five times more fun than before! Well, we'd have to see.

A 1, a 2, a 1,2... oh, I just remembered this one time...

I haven't really been blogging at all about show choir. I know that as the season picks up and more things become interesting, then there will be some stories to talk about. For now, whats been going on is cleaning, practicing, and practicing.

Last week, we had our second rehearsal with our choreographer. He is probably one of THE best in the nation, and he is such a goofy guy! When I was in Protege last year, he only choreographed our novelty so I didn't really get to spend much time with him, therefore I didn't get to know him. This year in Happiness, however, he has will be choreographing EVERYTHING and boy, has it been an experience.

To start off, in the summer we had our camp to learn everything (well, our opener and second song) and it was... undescribable. He was teaching like he usually did, all goofy and stuff so we could have fun but also learn, but then things started changing. As we had more practices with him after the camp, we started "changing" as he put it. We weren't giving it our all, and we were being disrespectful; aka talking too much. At one of the days we were learning our novelty, he flipped out. Basically, he told us that if we kept this up, we were going to suck majorly and fall. By basically I mean BASICALLY, cause if you do know him, you would know that he makes his talks 10 times the amount they should be. Anyways, I was definitely hurt by this. I really believed him and I sort of fell into this sadness that I never knew I would get out of someone giving me a talk, cause he can give one heck of a talk. Later, our director reassured us that that was just him talking and that we were still doing fine, but we did need to take our behavior into consideration.

At the next rehearsal with him, which was last week, things went really well. We learned almost half our closure without practically any interruptions, and it was really good. Now I am so excited for the year! We still need to work A LOT more, but I know that we can do it.

Hey, do I know you?

It has been a long time since I've seen my old friend. We were so close in high school; hanging out all the time and just being goofy with each other. Then when he left for college, it was like one of my best friends left me. It sucked majorly. I never really realized how close we were until he left, and it really hit me. I have a tendency to take A LOT of things for granted. For me, I always think that everything will never really change. Shes only in the hospital for a little while, I'll see her soon; he's only gone for a week or two, he'll come back before I know. No, things don't work out like that at all. It is not a fairy tale book life here in the real world. So with that said, him gone has made me realize I need to live and love before I lose. The good part out of all of this; I am finally going to see him this weekend!

When I see him, I hope it is not weird. I have only seen him a couple of times before, in the past couple months, but never got to actually spend time with him. What if I see him and am like, who are you? Oh my goodness, that would not be good! I know I am getting a little crazy here, but it really is a possibility! I can just picture it, like a movie scene. We spot each other from opposite ends of the room, he comes up and says hi and I have no clue who he is; then when I realize it, the worse happens and I miss my chance and never realize I just saw my best friend. So dramatic! I had to tie in entertainment, since this is so off topic.

Anyways! I'm sure things will be the same. We'll laugh over everything stupid (or he'll just laugh at me, the usual) and just be silly. I got to know him through show choir and stuff, and that is how we became close. Just last night is when I hung out with him and it was perfectly normal; we decided that we needed to keep in touch better so we never lose touch! And that I need to stop taking everything for granted.

I was thinking more about it today, I take my family, my school, my friends for granted. I am so thankful for them all, but at times I forget. A couple of my close friends have been sick with the icky swine flu, and when I wasn't able to see them at school I was like... this sucks! I never realized how dead my life was without them. Along with that, my sister came home this weekend and we had our little catch up chat on boys and our lives, I missed her so much! My dad was jokingly saying how I never call her, only when I need something. I was mad at him because I thought that wasn't true at all, but then I thought about it and it made sense. I am losing touch with her AND my brother, and I have been taking them for granted.

Everyone does this without even knowing, but I am definitely going to try and stop; I am going to lose something forever, and if I take that something for granted, it will equalize to HUGE regret.

La la la la la la laaaaaa

Our concert choir at our school is pretty big. Actually it is huge! This is my first year in it, and I don't think I have ever been in a choir where half the people in it take up one section! Well, its huge, so our sound is HUGE. The sopranos over power our little alto section, which is not their fault, but there are just so many. Anyways (me getting off topic as usual I have to get back on) because I was in this enormous concert choir, I was eligible to audition for Allstate, which is this statewide choir that you get to sing with and is quite a big honor. Usually, at the most, three to five people make it. I don't really know how many made it in past years, but I do know that only three or four made it last year. Going on, I decided to try it out, and I made it into the auditioning process! At first, I didn't really know if I wanted to even try out and put the effort into it, but I thought what the heck, I will do it. So when I made it I was pumped! The problem was, I didn't have a quartet to try out with, which you need one to audition with. I was assigned to this girl who is younger than me, and I was a little iffy. That did a flip when I heard her sing for the first time.. I was like dang girl! We ended up sounding pretty good together, so I was getting even more excited. Then two other boys were added to the group, and it made it sound so much more amazing.
We have been practicing since we were paired together, and it has been going pretty well! There are those shaky songs and those parts where you just want to shoot yourself, but ya know, it happens. Today was this mock trial thing that we got to meet up with the other schools in the community to sing together and see what it will be like to audition for the real thing; problem was, half my group didn't come. I arrived around nine in the morning, being so happy to be alive, and it just made my day to see only our soprano... such joy. Our bass has been sick, so I knew he wasn't going to make it, but where was our tenor? No where, that is where. It wasn't a huge deal since it was only practice, but we were the only quartet that ended up as a duet; that isn't really good. Although it didn't start out good, we ended up doing really well. We got a lot of good feedback, and it helped us learn what to do better and what to fix. I know this week we are going to work a lot harder on getting better at everything, but hopefully things won't get too hectic.
After all we have time, I mean the actual audition is like only a couple weeks away. That's okay to not get to crazy about everything, right?

STAYING ALIVE

Yeah, it is that time of year again. Summer is fading away and I am starting to see the scary sights of leaves falling from there short lived lives on the trees... everything is dying. It is so sad to see all this happen, the warmth is gone and now all I have to look forward to is scrapping ice off my windows while still trying to get to school on time. Isn't that so crazy how it just randomly snowed? what the heck! Well anyways you get where I am going; everything is moving so fast and I feel like fall is basically being skipped, but the one thing that makes me still want to believe in beautiful colored trees and somewhat nice weather is Halloween.
Halloween is just so great, just so great! I have already told you about my love for scariness, and Halloween just fills the world with up scary things. The haunted houses opening up to make you "pee your pants", those little scary costumes that you get to spend fifty dollars on to only wear for a little party, but most of all, the scary things you get to watch! This weekend, I watched Stay Alive; so very much scary!
I had seen it a couple of years ago with my friends in the movie theater and it was one of the few that actually made me want to scream and hide. I remember it finally being over and we all left the theater oh so quickly, getting away from the all too scary music. All of a sudden, one of them remembers that they left their purse in there so we had to run back in and get it! Everyone else had left, it was pitch black, and all I could hear was that god damn music that made me want to cry! We ran to her dads car (since we were still wittle kids who couldn't drive) and her dad ranted on about how stupid the name was.
"Who calls a movie Stay Alive? I mean they were probably getting drunk at a bar and thought, since people are trying to Stay Alive, lets name the movie Staying Alive..." Haha it was so funny! You had to be there.
Any who, the movie was really scary, and this weekend me and a group of people watched it. It is about these kids who play this weird video game that they found and once you started playing, you couldn't stop until you beat it. You had to go to this scary house and kill this evil witch and if you died in the game, you died in real life. For instance, this guy was playing the game at his house and he died in the game by being hung by the witch. When he quit, she came in real life like she did in the game, and he was hung the exact same way. It was super freaky, and even right now I am getting chills telling you this while I'm typing in my basement. The movie was still really good, and I'd definitely recommend it to anyone who wants a scare for Halloween.
I am probably planning a scary movie night very soon, it shall be fun.

It's a cat (MEOW) flushing a toilet!

So many people go on you tube to watch all the crazy videos that people post on there. I have definitely been one of those people; who doesn't love you tube videos?! There are so many! If you want to listen to your favorite song, but don't have it on your iTunes and you certainly don't want to illegally download it then you go on you tube and listen to it! Then, when you are bored or whatever, you can go onto you tube and watch pointless videos; the best thing ever!

You are probably wondering what my title is? Yeah it sounds really stupid, but that is probably one of the funniest videos I have seen on you tube! I was hanging with my friends and one of them told me to go to it. My first reaction was... um are you serious? That sounds so dumb! But the minute it started I just couldn't stop laughing, like I really couldn't. I went to the guy who makes these stupid videos, after watching this one, and there were so many! One about a chimpanzee riding a segway and all this junk, I loved it! I am now officially addicted to these videos, of course until they get old, but still. Before I had even heard of these videos, I was watching the famous Miranda sings.

Miranda sings is a famous lady on you tube that makes all these videos of her singing songs really, really, really badly. My old voice teacher actually told me about her and how silly she was, so I went on you tube and decided to check it out for myself. She was so obnoxious and crazy, it was hilarious! She’s made so many more videos since then, and one of my favorites now is her doing poker face.
Not everyone thinks these kinds of things are funny, but I just think they are too mature. I believe that I am mature, but I can let go and think stupid things are funny and still consider myself mature... it works.


P.S. links aren't working on here so just go on you tube and type in either:
mranda sings poker face OR if you want to watch chimpanzee and cat videos, type in Parry Gripp!

I Heart Remodeling... NOT!

This summer was probably THE craziest summer I have ever had. Usually I get out of my school year, and for the whole summer I either hang with friends, relax, or go on vacation; what you usually should do. This summer, however, I had two jobs, all of that, PLUS practically our whole house was being remodeled!
If you have ever had remodeling done inside your house at any point in your life, you know what I am talking about. The torn up floors or walls and all the plastic stuff that you have to climb over just to get to where you usually take a shower, along with all the workers who sometimes stay late into the days so they can annoy you while your trying to relax at your own home. Sounds fun, right? Well try having this all happen ten times worse, in the SUMMER. The time that I am suppose to be relaxing and having fun in, I have to deal with these workers 8 hours of the day instead of just those couple hours, if needed, after getting home from school.
It wasn't as bad as I am making it seem, I mean I wasn't spending all my time in doors the whole summer so I didn't see them that much, but it was the times where I was home and I DID see them. Some of the days I had to stay locked in my basement so I would be "out of the way" as my mom would put it. Try doing that mom! See how you like it! Ugh, it was so annoying. Not only that, but the days that they weren't scheduled to come in and, surprise, surprise, they come in for "a little extra work to get it finished early" REALLY made me mad.
I remember this one particular day, it was a perfect summer day. The weather was sunny and a perfect eighty degrees and the workers weren't going to come in because they didn't have the right carpet yet. I didn't have to go into work and I wasn't suppose to babysit till the following day, so I decided to take this perfect day as an opportunity for myself to relax. I woke up around eleven, got into my bathing suit, and went out to my porch, getting ready to do nothing but lay all day. Can you guess what happened to my perfect day? Yep, I hear a car pull into my drive way, and I look up to see five men in working gear walk through my garage like it was theirs. I just sat there, shocked. No warnings from my parents, and DEFINITELY no warnings from the workers. It was so embarrassing, especially since I was like half naked! That day was, from then on, ruined.
Even though the workers made the summer just a little hard to deal with, I got through it okay. My house looks brand new from the inside, and I love it! From really thinking about it, I understand why my parents had all this done in the summer. Even though I am home more then, in the school year it would have been more hectic to deal with. Especially when my extracurricular things pick up, it all would have really been a hassle. No matter what, remodeling is a pain. I am so glad it is over!

Don't factual movies just make you smile?

It is one of those movies that moves you, that makes you want to cry or smile with joy. It is full of information and factual information, yet if you didn't know that, you would just think it was one of the most memorable movies you had ever seen. For AP US History, we were allowed to watch any movies that our teacher picked for us for extra credit. He listed off movies that sounded boring, movies that sounded even MORE boring, and then he listed one particular movie that made me smile; it was "The Patriot".
When I was about eight or so, I remember my parents renting this war movie that I was definitely not interested in at the time. What eight year old girl who fantasized in princesses and barbies would be, anyways? When I was a little older, though, when the movie became old news and was on the television, I watched it. I was never, and am still not, too interested in the fighting and war movies so I wasn't too thrilled to watch it. But since there was nothing else on I started it watching it; I was hooked the whole time. From beginning to end, the movie had a great story line. Of course there was a lot of killing and blood, but that made the story so much more stronger. It had love, sadness, happiness, everything all stuffed into it; it was just an all time good movie. One of the main reasons I love these kind of movies, the informational ones that is, is how much you really learn in them without them being boring. You could sit in class for a whole day, listening to a lecture from one of your boring teachers and then go watch the movie about that lecture and learn more from the movie than the lecture itself! It truly makes everything so much easier, but of course life isn't that easy. Also, this movie has Heath Ledger in it... makes it ten times better. :)
So back to my AP class, we were allowed to watch it for extra credit, so of course I watched it! Even though I had seen this movie oodles of times, I wanted to watch it again because it was and is just that good. We went to my friends house with other people today to watch it together, and I am pretty sure that the whole time they were all talking, but not me! I was actually WATCHING it because it is such an outstanding movie, ya just gotta love it!

Musicals galore!

Singing and dancing and acting, OH MY! Musicals are probably one THE most amazing things out there, I mean seriously! I guess if you don't really like dancing or singing, then they shouldn't be your first choice, but a lot of the people who love them now used to feel like that. I know some of my good friends absolutely HATED musicals and all that jazz, but after they went to one, it was like love at first sight.
The reason I'm bringing up musicals and how much I love them is because lately I have been watching a lot, and I mean A LOT. Last week, almost every time I would watch a show on television, I would surf the channels and end up at a movie with musical numbers or even some live musicals that were broadcasting. Of course, I had to stay and watch them because they are just that awesome! One in particular was Sweeney Todd. I've seen the movie like a million times, yet I never seem to get tired of it. For me, the movie compares to a song that you can never get tired of; no matter how much you listen to it, it still is one of your favorites. That goes for all musicals; they all never seem to get tiring, which is a definite plus!
Not only have I been watching a lot of musicals on TV, but last Thursday I went to see our schools fall musical, "I Love You, Your Perfect, Now Change". I had auditioned to be in the musical, only knowing that it was about the troubles that people go through while in relationships and such, so I didn't have a clarity of what it all was portraying. I didn't make it, obviously, but I still was curious to see what it all was about and since I have clearly established my love for musicals, I decided to go.
It... what... so good! The musical was just so funny! Me and my friend couldn't stop laughing the whole time! It was full of all these little skits about the quirks and joys of love, but also with other skits that showed the down sides of the love life. While all those were hysterical in there own way, it was really cool how they showed the progression of it all. By that, I mean the musical started out with all these young people on their first awkward dates, the travels through their love to their marriage, changes, and troubles, then ending with them growing old and wrinkly together. It was such a cute little show, showing how musicals can be very entertaining while making a point.
So after that little number, I ended up going to see yet ANOTHER musical, but this one was in theaters. Anyone seen FAME? Yep! That is the one I went to see, Friday night, and let me tell you something; it wasn't my favorite. I was so excited to see it! I mean it had the basic theme; young people trying to make it big in the world, their struggles to achieve their dream. It sounded like such a fabulous musical to me, but I honestly it kind of seemed like a train wreck, to me. First off, the movie had so many different peoples stories to follow that through out it, the stories were lost. Some characters were focused on more than others, so the other characters stories were basically like cut off. Not only that, but the actors/actresses didn't really represent their characters all too well. There were numerous times where I didn't feel like I believed them. To me, they were actresses and actors who were playing the roles in the movie, not actually BEING the roles, if you get what I mean. There were so many other little things that bugged me, but I'm not going to drone on about it all. I went to see the movie late at night, so being partially tired wouldn't help the movie situation, so I guess I could see it again. But even so, loving musicals as much as I do shouldn't put me to sleep when I actually watch one. Fair warning to all you musical lovers, don't pick FAME as your next late night movie.

Hello stress, nice to meet you

Lets play a game! So I am going to say a word and when I do, say the first word that pops into your head. Ready?... SCHOOL. I can almost bet that most of you thought of a negative word; dumb, pointless, stupid. But in fact, the word that basically defines it is; stress.
School to most people means socializing with friends, getting to see everyone, and so on. That is definitely what I consider school as, but when it comes to academics, it is a different story. There's rarely a day where I haven't had any homework, and when I don't, I usually have some huge test that I need to study for. Not only that, but when I have gotten behind already.... well, we all know that is bad news. School work can be such a pain, even when it is only this early in the year. It will keep getting worse but stressing over so much is not going to help, so my goal this year has been to balance it all out.
With my job, my friends, LIFE, I have to balance it. With balancing everything comes a little thing called responsibility, which I have been working on. From losing my camera at the pool to almost losing my debit card, there comes a point when you just have to stop yourself and slow down. I have caught myself trying to do so many things all at once that I get irresponsible, don't do what I am suppose to, and my stress factor gets even higher. It usually all works out in the end, but it can work out even before it gets to the breaking point if you just learn to deal with it all. This year I have had to deal with all the stress of everything that's going on, but now I am going to do something about it instead of sitting around and worrying.
See you never, stress!

Grow up, already

Sundays equal relax days in my book. They are the days when you get to sit back, catch up on the homework, and just do what you got to do. Today, though, I had to work. I really don't have any problems with working because the people I work with and the surroundings are actually really good, in my opinion. Even so, I really dislike working on my relax days. So when I realized I had to work, I wasn't too pleased but I thought I'd stick through it; I thought, how bad could it be? After work, I felt like someone had just humiliated me in front of a whole audience. I don't think I had ever felt like that before, since I had been working there; but something good came out of the troubled shift. I think I actually grew up.
Basically, I was working like usual. I showed up at my job, started stocking the items, checked the machines, and so forth. People were coming in and out to get food/ice cream and we were all working our butts off to not get behind; then things started going down the toilet. For instance, I messed up on an ice cream treat and had to start all over. When that mistake was over with, I kept messing up the orders, telling people the wrong things to make and so forth. To top it all off it was getting busier and busier, so with me screwing up we were just getting more behind. I ended up getting in trouble, really upsetting my boss by my mis-communication and poor actions. Of course you get in trouble for a little mistake here and there, but I had never gotten in this much trouble before. I felt so embarrassed because I knew I was such a better worker, but then I realized something. Because I had never been shot down like that, I never really needed to think. I always felt that what I was doing was good enough and if that's what kept me going, then that's all I needed. From me getting pointed out as doing the wrong thing, I realized there is more to it.
Working in the real world means being the best you can be at your job, with your employees, with others, and with yourself. It takes a while for people to mature and grow up and by someone making you realize what you need to do in order to succeed, it helps you grow up so much more. You improve and move on, growing up to bigger and more important things. Just one little mess up can make you realize so much.

GET EM! GO!

Tomorrow is the away game for our football team, who are getting ready to play the wittle scary warriors. Guess what? I am PUMPED! For some reason this year, I have actually been getting excited for these kinds of games. Not just the looking forward to wearing that one boys jersey, or to get all dressed up to go and just socialize with my friends; I am actually going to WATCH THE GAME.
In previous years, football games were a "whatever" to me. I would go and just sit there, trying to get in conversations and deal with drama and not even remember if we won or not. It seemed pointless to me, you know? I didn't think I ever needed to pay attention to these silly games, with there big buff players and their killings on the field. I also never understood the game to start off with. Of course my dad had tried numerous times to teach me and help me understand it all, but it just never clicked. This year, though, something did.
It was the beginning of the season and I was so ready to go to the game and cheer on the team, for the most part. At that time, I was still in the mode of not even paying attention but I was still excited to go to the game; then I found out I had to work. I was so upset! We ended up losing, but we still had the whole season to go and I decided to make a promise that I would try and go to every game. So with that promise, I went to the next game and we WON! That game was the turning point in my football career (watching, that is)
I know a lot more people on the football team this year, so watching it kind of felt like something I should do; like I owe them my attention. So the next game that I went to, me and my friend started watching the game, screaming when we had a run or screaming if there was a fumble. Every little thing started to come into place and now I can't even pay attention to my friends because I am so into the whole thing. Sure, I still chat with them, but the games my first priority. That is why I can't wait to go tomorrow. It is there homecoming game, and I am sure they are all excited. Of course they want to kill us out there, but I don't know how well that is going to play out. Let’s just say, it is going to be interesting :)

EVERYBODY DANCE NOW

So last night was our schools homecoming dance. It was probably one of THE most fun dances I have gone to since my high school career has started. It wasn't just the fact that I got to dance with all my friends, to get all dressed up and beautified, no; it was because I got to DANCE.
School dances are full of dancing with who you want, being crazy with who you are around, and feeling the musics vibes. I know most people who don't really like school dances think they are gross and just not their thing; you know, the whole "grinding" factor. But that is not what it is all about, honestly. You dance how you want to and you shouldn't care what other people think. I'm not trying to talk about school dances here, what I am really trying to say is that last nights dance made me miss what I have given up; Dancers EDGE.
Dancers EDGE was a dance studio that I used to go to, up to this year. I started out at this studio only just last year, but I have been dancing since I was very little. When I was about three or four, my mom signed me up for classes at Donna's Dance Place and I loved it! I don't necessarily remember my first years there when I was that age (I just get to look at the pictures of my lion tutu) but I do remember learning how to truly dance like a dancer. I didn't really do much, if you really wanted to know. By that, I mean I only truly took tap throughout my years at Donna's; but when I left Donna's for Dancers EDGE, things changed.
I decided to try something new, so I signed up for classes like jazz and ballet. At the time that I was taking these classes, I honestly didn't really like it. I had never taken the classes before, so I wasn't the best. Plus, being behind was NOT a good place to be in. I remember getting home from school and being like, ugh, going to ballet again. Through out the year I would get like this. At times I almost gave up, but I remembered that I had signed up to make something different out of my life. With that I kept going, and I started to become positive. I would go to class happy, starting to feel like I belonged. I felt excepted into this new type of class, and that I was actually doing a good job. Sooner than I thought, recital came and I felt alright. I didn't feel like the best dancer ever, but I felt improved and developed. Through out all the struggling and bad moments of the year, I felt like I accomplished what I wanted to; to do something I never thought I could.
So now that I am sitting here and telling this to you, it makes me miss dance so much more. I wasn't the most graceful, the most flexible, but I was the best that I could be. I was the best dancer for me, and I knew that that was all I could really do. Although I miss dance terribly, I took a lot from it and I know that I can use that in what I do today.

Anyone up for a smile?

If you know me, I laugh at almost everything. Even if it is not funny, somehow I just start laughing and sometimes I can't even stop; it is like a daily routine. If you went a day without laughing, something horribly terrible had to have happened because to me that is just impossible. I guess I haven't had anything too traumatizing happen to me, but even so I would bet on my life that I still would end up laughing at something for some reason. Laughing enlightens your soul, brings the real you out; it is even a fact that that laughing is one of the healthiest things you could do for yourself. Point made, one of the biggest ways to get a little giggle is by sitting down, relaxing, and watching a comedy.
I couldn't name or count the number of the comedies that I have seen. It varies from the cheesy, unrealistic ones to the classics. To me, they all just make me want to smile and love life. Even the movies that have no point at all and make some people question why they were even made are the funniest ones that I have ever seen. For example, Napoleon Dynamite.
I remember going to the theaters with my friends, and seeing that movie. At first I had the same impression that everyone else going to see it probably had; this is the stupidest most pointless movie ever. That movie was probably one of the first movies I had ever watched that actually made me laugh more than I ever had before. Today it is old news, but I remember it being such a huge deal to so many people. Tons of quotes were made famous from it, and today I still see those t-shirts with the famous "vote for pedro" saying. I wouldn't say that movie is my all time favorite, but it sort of symbolizes the beginnings of my comedy years. And as we all know, an extra funny movie involves some extra funny actors/actresses.
Those of great skill, from Will Ferrel to Angie Ostrowiski, make you laugh till you cry. The movies without them just are't the same. If I had to pick one of my favorites, it would have to be Jim Carrey. Ever since I saw Liar, Liar, he has had me hooked. There are a lot of people who think he tries too hard, or is just straight up not funny, but I would have to differ. The way he carries things out to the extreme and makes a total lunatic out of himself just makes him so much more funnier. Along with that, he stars in one of my favorite comedy movies, Ace Ventura. Not only is he a crazy character, but he reminds me so much of my dad; if you knew him, you would know what I mean. But no matter which movie you pick ot which character you like the most, anything that is funny is the best choice. I mean c'mon, who doesn't like to smile?