Sunday, August 29, 2010

This is awful, just awful. And pumpkins.

Is awful... awful or aweful? I think its awful.

What a weird looking weird.

Anyways, back on subject. I just realized how little I've been posting lately. I've been kind of busy (I'm not gonna say really busy because that would be a lie) so I haven't had much time and my attention has somewhat drifted from blogging. University is starting soon for me so I've been sort of wrapped up in getting ready for that.

I'm actually not nervous about it at all. I mean, I probably will be once I get there, but for now, I'm fine. I'm more nervous about the tattoo I'm getting this Thursday... ohmygosh. My parents know, obviously, and I'm 18 so they have no say in it, but I'm still kind of upset. My dad's fine with it, but my mom thought that I wasn't getting it so when I reminded her of it she got all mad. Like, shut up, really? At least my tattoo means something. I'm getting a pumpkin on my back just between my shoulder blades. Everyone gives me a weird look when I tell them I'm getting a pumpkin.

The reason I'm getting a pumpkin is because of my papa. He died when I was 5 so I don't remember him much, but we were really, really close and my family didn't have any issues before he died. After he passed, all Hell broke loose in my family, so I want to remember him. He used to call me his 'little punkin' and yes I know I misspelled it but thats how he said it. So thats why I'm getting a pumpkin.

My mom seems to think that tattoos are labels. If you have one, you're a badass. She keeps saying I'm gonna have short hair when I'm like 50 (which I will not, I hate short hair on me) and she keeps saying I'll have to cover it. Sure, they're bad for professionalism if they're showing, but I'm gonna make sure its not showing all the time.

PLUS: Times have changed. Tattoos are not a big deal anymore. Sure, its bad if you get a bunch of meaningless ones. Even some tattoos that have meaning are still kind of lame. But this one is not lame. Its good, and I will not be ashamed of it when I'm older. Its disrespectful to the memory of my papa.

Love you Papa. xoxo.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Watch me fail.

Alright, so in my last post I said that I was thinking of getting into drawing... Well, I've drawn two pictures so far and, like I think I may have said, I'm not horrible, thats for sure. I just can't find my freaking pencil crayons. Ugh! So annoying!

So, if any of you have a deviantart (or just feel like looking) my username is love-inthemaking. I don't have anything up yet, but there will probably will be within the next week. :)


Friday, August 20, 2010

An AHA Moment

This is gonna another thing I post regularly.

Recently I have discovered that I am very boring, therefore I am considering taking up a hobby. Or is it... hobbIE? Who knows.
I'm thinking drawing because recently I've been on deviantart a lot. It could be fun, and I'm actually not too bad at it when I really focus.

Of course, for me, focusing has always been hard...

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Sunday's Savvy Reviews: Charlie St. Cloud

This was one of those movies that I kind of knew I would love as soon as I saw the trailer for it. First of all: Zefron. Gotta love him. Actually, I've always been kind of a sceptic when it comes to his looks. Every girl in the world seems to think he's so hot; I thought he was just ehh until I saw this movie. Now he is smoookin hawt.


I thought this movie would be sort of predictable, because I didn't know it was about ghosts. But it was a nice touch; I like the mix of the paranormal and romance and mystery. It was a good balance, and I loved Charlie's character, along with Sam's as well. It was nice seeing Zac do something a bit more serious. Personally, I think he should stick with the serious stuff. He's getting older and maturing. The teeny-bopper stuff is getting old for him (I'm glad HSM is over, ahem).

At times throughout, I felt it was a bit cheesy, but not over-the-top. The twists surprised me, and I felt myself being shocked throughout the movie. This is sort of a short review, I know, but I really liked it. I may even be going to see it again tomorrow. Zac is shirtless for quite awhile in it, so really, girls? How can you not resist?

A Simple List of Things That Inspire Me

As I am sitting here, trying to think of how the fourth chapter of my story on fictionpress will go, I am trying to picture how exactly I get inspired. I love being inspired. The feeling always fills me up and I feel like I can rule the world. So, I'm going to make a good list of things that inspire me to be creative and to be... amazing. Hah. :)

1. Love songs - I know this sounds so cliche, but they do. Especially the really dramatic ones that have so much meaning in them.

2. People - This sounds odd as well, but its true. I have a job where I am in constant contact with different people, and I get to hear their stories a lot. Their stories inspire me.

3. Movies - Yes, movies inspire me. The latest film inspiration would probably be Mamma Mia! I love that movie. I would love to go to Greece one day, just because of that movie.

4. Children - This sounds so weird, I know! But I love kids, so much! Their liveliness and their imaginations inspire me.

5. My dreams - I have odd dreams, like seriously odd. They have involved Barbie cars, toy dinosaurs, flying robots, Severus Snape, and many other things.

6. Boys - Self explanatory. I love them, and they inspire me to take better care of myself. I'm one of those girls that are always worrying about how I look. I'm awful, I know. But at least I admit it.

7. Colors - I tend to wear a lot of bright colors. In fact, at my work, I'm known for that. Bright colors make me happy, and they make life more vivid.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Some friendships these days.

I have a horrible habit of letting people push me around. Its even worse when these people are my "friends". My mother has told me repeatedly that I need to hang out with more different people. Its not like my best friend is a bad person and does bad things... I just depend on her too much. I'm a very depending person. Thats my problem.

So right now, as I type this I am being text-yelled at by my "best friend" who had fallen asleep last night when she had known that my parents had wanted her to pick me up after work. Why she would go to bed when she knew she had to pick me up in two hours, I don't know. But the thing that upsets me most is how important guys are to her. Its happened more than once, and this is what bothers me: every time a guy comes into her life, he is her whole life, like she spends almost every waking moment even with him, or talking to him, or talking about him. I have learned balance, but it seems she has not.

Why do girls do this? Why are boys so freeking important? If you don't talk to him for 15 minutes is he just gonna break up with you? No. Probably not. And it kills me that this is actually why I'm upset with my best friend right now, because it is such a lame topic. Its so misunderstood and you only understand when its not happening to you. To any girl (such as my "best friend") it is just a relationship, and nothing out of the ordinary happens until someone says something. SO I'M SAYING SOMETHING, ASHLEY.

What worries me about this is that I have the feeling it will be like this as long as she and I know each other. We have already told each other we wanted each other to be our maid of honors' at our weddings. What if this happens with the guy she's going to marry? What am I supposed to say as the maid of honor? You freeking stole my best friend. F*%$ you. Will I even want to be her maid of honor? In that situation (if its anything like the situation right now) probably not. Thats right, I said it.

Now as Im reading my text messages, it looks like she is forcing me into an apology, after she was the one who didn't pick me up.

And I know that I once said I want to focus on positiveness, but I know what is deserved for something that is done wrong. So you know whats the best in these situations? Freeking bitchy apologies.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Random Picture of the Day

I thought this was hilarious. Do you FIND it hilarious?

How to achieve.

In recent weeks I have asked myself, quite frequently, what I want to do with my life. I have just graduated from high school, therefore I now have to face my future, and stare it in the face. It has an odd looking face... very disheveled and confused; the nose is a bit crooked and the eyes are very lost looking. It looks like its in rough shape so far. What am I supposed to do with this face? How am I supposed to make it smile?

University is something I'm doing in September. That's a place to start... but what do I want to start? I feel like what I want to do is act... but that's nothing thats ever been in my family. If I were to tell my parents I wanted to act, they would laugh in my face and tell me to think again. Besides, I've only ever been in one production throughout high school, and I had no choice in the matter. I was only never in any productions because I was always too afraid to audition, but still.

I want to be big. I want people to know my name before I know theirs. It sounds bad, and awful, but I'm one of those teenage girls that constantly have stars in their eyes, seeking fame. I want to be known. But how?

Life can get so uninspirational. I need to find something to inspire me.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Random Picture of the Day

So I had an idea that I will be posting a picture every day (or at least try to every day, depends on how busy I am). I'll post a little quip to go along with each picture.

I'm just one of those fans of hers that don't care what people say. Yes, she has flaws. So do you. I love her for her flaws and her realness. So don't tell me she sucks, because I won't listen to you.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

How do we drift so easily? We only live so long.

Us humans are so fragile. We take things so seriously, even if we claim to take things quite lightly. As a recent high school graduate, I am realizing how quickly my peers from high school and I are drifting.

I had a solid group of 5 girls, including me. We were best friends. One of them has left for 6 months, 2 of them I haven't spoken to since my birthday in mid-July. And the last one and I always talk, since we've been best friends since 2nd grade. Just yesterday I was going to see a movie (Charlie St. Cloud, which I will be reviewed here on Sunday!) with a friend of mine, and there was a girl working there whom I was friends with. She gave me nothing more than a tiny, barely-there smile. Of course, she was working, but there were no managers around. A "hi" wouldn't have been the death of her.

It's sad, really. She could have very well been thinking the same thing as I was - oh, it's her! I hope she's says hi, she's so cool. She might have been waiting for me to say something. But why? Why do people wait? We only live so long. Now the awkward phase had begun. I walk through that movie theatre very often when I go to work.

But really... how many people go through their lives without saying what they should have said? Even if its nothing like what happened to me. There's many things during my high school career I seriously wish I had said. I wish I had told that guy in my class that I liked him, or at least got to know him better. I wish I had told my drama teacher how much I will miss her. I wish I had told my math teacher how horrible he was and that he only cared for the students that already knew what they were doing without his help.

Seriously. I recommend speaking up. I wish I could do it.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Sunday's Savvy Reviews: AVPM

I'm going to start a routine where I do a review on something random, or something not completely random... on Sundays. Hence the name Savvy Sundays! But they will always be something that I like in general, or know quite a bit about. This week, it will be AVPM (A Very Potter Musical, for those of you who are ill-informed). I know this is a little late as AVPM was put on youtube just over a year ago, but I'm somewhat a new fan, and I only just created this blog a few days ago... So, comon now.

First off, I think the overall idea of a Harry Potter musical is brilliant. It's unique. I don't think it was done before Team Starkid did it. And to take something as serious (if you could call it serious) and put a comedic spin on it... Bravo. Humour was added at very favorable times (example, Cho Chang's entrance) and was executed very well. I tell many of my friends that aren't huge Harry Potter fans that you don't have to like Harry Potter to find this musical hilarious. Because its quite hilarious beyond itself.

The music was overly pretty enjoyable, although I find myself humming the songs to its sequel more often. My favorites from AVPM are Goin Back to Hogwarts, Harry, and Not Alone (all of them with lyrics from my fave, Darren Criss). Different As Can Be is also one I find myself listening to because of the humour in the lyrics, thanks to AJ Holmes. Pigfarts is also techinally on this list. Is it even considered a song?

The script was amazing. So much humour, so little time. Does that make sense? Oh well.

"I learned something when I had my body back, Quirrell. I learned that life is... well, its messy. And complicated. And you think that killing people will make them like you, but... but, it doesn't. It just makes them dead."


Talent-wise, I think that (in MY opinion) Darren (Harry), Joe (Voldemort), Jaime Lyn (Ginny), and Tyler (Cedric) stood out the most. Brian (Quirell) was also quite talented. I think he didn't get enough singing time, as his voice was AMAZING. In my opinion, still.

If anyone objects to anything, feel free to comment. Overall, I looooved the musical. It's hilarious, and it will never get old. I was always emphasis the word 'FIND' whenever I say it, because of Starkid. Thank you for humoring me, you're all so talented. You are my new obsession. Not creepy at all.

I'm not a patient person.

New fact about me!

I freak out when things take too long. I apologize.

How am I supposed to get famous like this?!

I have a serious question, which you can see above, but I would seriously like to ask it again. I want to drill it into your head. I want to drill this question into the people's head who aren't reading my blog.

I've had about 81 82 (I previewed this to see if it looked good, by the time its up it'll be 83) views by now, yes? Most of them from me, from the many times I've edited my template and taken a look to make sure it looked right. I have one follower (love you Emma!), and two followers on twitter as of now. One of which is one of my personal friends.

How am I supposed to get a bajillion followers? How are people supposed to read what I have to say if it can't get out there at all? If people are reading this, why aren't they commenting? At least comment. If I'm not awesome to you, don't follow, but please comment?

I'm a freak. I have actually GOOGLED HOW TO get your blog read a lot. Nothing helped. It said things like post a lot, or just be yourself. What really makes me laugh is when they say things like use lists. What?! How the hell is a LIST gonna help me get readers! "Oh, looks like she made a list. Follow." No. That's not realistic.

But really - HOW?! I'm a modest person, but what I have to say is VERY INTERESTING, OKAY?!

I don't get it. How am I supposed to get readers and followers if no one even looks at all. This is just sad.

Saturday, August 7, 2010


This has been bothering me for awhile.
(Not really)
Well, I think I've made up a good pros and cons list for both.

Daniel is up first!
He's British. Enough said. You know you love that accent and you know its hot.
He's really rich. I'm not a gold digger, but that is always a plus.
Harry Potter is actually supposed to be British. It's only a coincedence that Daniel is as well.
He's ripped. Yeah, I know you were thinking about it too.
He is the original Harry Potter. He is.

I'm pretty sure he smokes. That's gross. Enough said.
He gets hit on by Moaning Myrtle. That's just weird.
Facial hair gone out of hand. Sometimes that facial hair just looks dirty. I don't like it.
His lips bother me. They're weird looking and in every movie they're just unnaturally red...
Well, I guess he wears makeup then. I can't think of any more cons for this boy.

Darren's up!
That voice. It could make me cry. Its just so amazing.
He plays guitar. I love boys that can sing AND play guitar. And he plays it very well.
He's so humble. He's just like one of those people that will stay real no matter how much spotlight they get. I love that.
He's so adorable. He looks like a teddy bear. A very attractive teddy bear.
He hangs out with drunk Snape. And I'm cool with that.

He doesn't get the attention he deserves. He's still pretty under the radar... This isn't a bad thing. Why is this here?!
He doesn't have any cons. I can't think of anything else to say. He's just too great.

Well, that concludes the showdown. Honestly, I love them both... I just really couldn't think of anything bad to say about Darren. He's too amazing. (So, for me, personally... he's better).

Friday, August 6, 2010

introducing myself, cont.

So I realized that there's actually a lot more I'd like to say about myself. I want to put myself out there. The reason I made this blog was so that I could be heard and out in the open, and people would read what I have to say and hopefully appreciate it (and follow *nudge*). Life is, unfortunately, not like the movies (thank you Katy Perry for opening this up to me. I thought life was exactly like the movies), so every day I try to make it as amazing as possible. I want life to be as close to the movies as possible. Everyone deserves Prince Charming.

Whoa, so off topic.

Okay, so I guess I'm just gonna go right into this.

1. I am an only child. No, I'm not spoiled. Although, if you saw my room you'd probably think otherwise. Its very bright, and kind of princessy, but I'm not spoiled. I have a job, and I buy all of my own clothes. I'm not spoiled. In fact, I hate being an only child. It's lonely.

2. I'm 18. Yep, I'm 18... I'm an adult. Woohoo! I mean, if someone reads this five years from now... I'm not 18.

3. I'm perfect. This sounds bad, I know. But you know how everyone says no one's perfect? I disagree. EVERYONE is perfect. How about that? Saying that no one is sounds so bad. Its so uninspiring. When I hear no one's perfect its like... oh. Well this is a boring world. Its a world full of uninteresting people. I'm not saying someone who is perfect is interesting. But if we say everyone is perfect... then everyone is perfect. Just the way they are.

4. I seek inspiration. Every day of my life, I try and find things that will make me feel better about myself and about the world. I seek things that will make me try harder to do the things I want to do.

5. There is never enough time for anything. Example: I work in 4½ hours. CRAP. I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO GET READY, I -

I do have enough time to get ready.


I really don't have anything to do. I have no life.


If I don't walk the dog, its not the end of the world. I walk her every day.


They won't.

6. I get stressed about everything. See #5.

7. I hate war. I do. I don't understand it. YOU DID SOMETHING I DON'T LIKE, SO I'M GOING KILL ONE THIRD OF YOUR POPULATION. Really?

8. I work at WalMart. Yeah, I know. WalMart's horrible, blahblahblah. I just work there, okay? I'm just one of those freaks in the nasty blue vests.

9. I'm Canadian. And very, very proud of it.

10. I love life. I really do.

Why goodmorning?

So, last night, a friend of mine came over and I was just sitting there, watching her eat after a long day at work. I had already created my blog and my first post was done. Then I started wondering...

Why the Hell did I call it good morning, smell the caffeine?

Its so... random. Unuseful. Irrelevant. This is a blogging site, not a damned coffee shop.

Well, I'll tell you why I named it that... Originally, it was because I was listening to Darren Criss's cover of Belle from Beauty and the Beast, and every time he says 'GOOD MORNING, BELLE' I swoon. So, that was originally why. I'm no liar.

But really... what's so special about good morning?


Tell me now, have you ever been told good morning in a bad tone? With negative ambience? Probably not. I want to focus on positiveness.

In my life, I have faced a lot of negative situations. Good morning is the cue for a new day, it makes people smile even with the worst of hangovers (ha). Therefore I think when people hear it, they become happy or at least have a different outlook on something they once thought was... eh. This world is becoming more negative and harsh year by year, so some happiness couldn't hurt, right?



So, today I bid you a good morning! Have an excellent day.


Thursday, August 5, 2010

...guess I should introduce myself?

I guess it's sort of necessary that I introduce myself. I'm not the sort of girl to just... go. You know?

Well, I guess that's a start. I'm not very good at explaining myself, therefore I regularly do not get away with rulebreaking. Therefore, I'm very safe. You won't be seeing any photos of me jumping off of the roof of my garage.

Mostly because the roof of my garage is slanted... but that's beside the point!

Another thing about me is that I am a very good liar. I know that doesn't make a whole lot of sense, since I don't get away with a lot of things, but I am a very good liar. I guess thats what three years of acting class does to you.

I love music. I listen to it every day and it is always inspiring me to be true and real and just a better person. And no, I'm not one of those people who say "OH YEAH, I PLAY GUITAR, AND DRUMS, AND BASS, AND PIANO AND MUSIC IS MY LIFE... DISCOVER ME!"

I can't play an instrument to save my life. Actually, that's a lie. If I were put in the situation, I would probably be able to play the french horn to save my life. It really wasn't my favorite to play in junior high, but I was pretty damn good at it! I'd probably have one of those epic moments where there is this mysterious glow in my eyes and my life flashes before my eyes. And then... my fingers move in a strange fashion, and this highly annoying sound erupts from the french horn.

And my life would be saved.

I like to call myself a nerd in disguise. I'm not your average nerd. I'm tall, long hair, I wear makeup and I spend at least ten minutes on my hair. Daily. And I like the Jonas Brothers. So, I'm a nerd.

Wanna know why? Well.

I love Harry Potter. Literally, I wanna go to Hogwarts. If I got a nickel for everytime I had a dream that I went to Hogwarts... I'd have probably around 60 cents. Let's be honest, here. I've been on a roleplaying site before. Yes, I am on a HP roleplaying site... Nerd.

I love cooking. I'm still debating whether or not cooking is a nerdy thing. But most people hate it, and I like it. So that makes me different.

I wish I was a mermaid. Self explanatory. If I had a nickel for every time I had a dream I was a mermaid, I'd have about $5 by now. I have an obsession with water. And living in it.

I love Disney. Disney will be my life forever. I don't care if you say its bad for little girl's self esteem, although you're probably right, but I love it anyways. I believe in fairy tales and happy endings.

I have a wild imagination. Self explanatory. I daydream like mad. Its almost all I do. Its like I have a completely different life going on in my head where I'm a mermaid that attends Hogwarts. Right now I'm daydreaming. About what? Maybe one day you'll find out.

I stalk people on youtube. Okay, stalking is an overstatement. But I watch starkid all the time, along with Fred... and thats it. But I am ALWAYS watching youtube. Sims music videos make me laugh.