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Friday, December 23, 2011
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Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Lunch Date with Grandmother
Never again am I going out in public with my split-personality grandmother. NEVER. Why do you ask? Well for one she drinks alcohol like there's no tomorrow and the second reason is she acts really awkward in public and when I say awkward I mean worse than Kanye West interrupting the Grammy's awkward because she takes everyone down with her.
Example from today;
Me and her went to this store sale where she volunteers-so she can essentially make an appearance and show off. That part was fun, for once she didn't verbally attack me and boss me around or flaunt herself off in public (there weren't any guys around so that could be a logical reason why as well.)Well done grandmother!
Then she tells me that we are going out for lunch at a bar/restraunt thing I've never been to before which I thought would be really cool. And this is where everything falls apart. After putting on her mardi-gras beads which she keeps in the car for who knows why, she waltzes into this restraunt. So I ask her "Hey we need to wait and be seated don't we?" she completely avoids me, walks straight forward twisting her head in every direction like the exorcist trying to obviously find someone or, I'm sorry, "find a table" while Im just standing there looking something like this;
So then she turns the corner to the right and I follow her which was a big mistake on my part considering she wasn't finished being psychotic yet! Then there was this guy who works there around my age and he was giving her the same look as me, then he calmly turns to me, gives me a dude- I- feel-sorry-for-you look, and asks both of us"Do you need a table?"
My grandmother then thought it would be fun to completely ignore him and walk out the door causing me to
have to profusely apologize for her. Her response when I met her back
in the car was; "It's too busy. You'll take me someplace else."
Will I? Can you guarantee that I will take you someplace that does not involve psychiatric treatment?
Of course she can! She's the one that's driving! We ended up going to McDonald's which I'm personally not a fan of but because she likes it I went there because I'm a good person. Again, big mistake, but this time it wasn't just her fault!
When I was trying to get a beverage of iced tea out of the soda machine a bunch of soda water fills my glass and if you have ever had soda water you know that it's not the best tasting stuff in the world. So as I'm emptying my glass and rinsing it out with water a man who's at least 45 years old comes up and hugs me! Note that I do not know this man and I am highly uncomfortable with people I do not know touching, let alone hugging me. This is how it went down:
-Guy hugs me, my look >8/ -
Moronic Guy: Sara! I haven't seen you since last October baby!
Me: Ummm I'm not Sara. You must have me confused with someone else...
*In my mind* "WTF! Release me at once or I will literally stab your eyes out with this bendy straw!!!
Moronic Guy: Are you sure?
*No, I'm not sure dude, I am obviously not mentally stable enough to know what my name is!*
continues: Because we used to "do things" remember?
Me: Seriously you have me confused with someone else. I'm only 20.
Moronic Guy: My bad!
>leaves to go sit down at his table with his CHILDREN!<
That was very...unusual. Who just randomly goes up to people, gives them a hug, then directly reminds them that they used to "do things" right infront of their children?! That is not proper or appropriate in any situation! If it was a 'flirting technique' it was beyond creepy and would not land him a date with any female no matter how desperate they are.
Thank the Lord my grandmother was in the restroom when this happened or I may have died a little on the inside.
But then she comes out and blantantly points at the creepy guy and tells me in her not so quiet voice; "That guy is white trash!" Thanks for pointing that out grandmother, because frankly I always find it a swell idea to shout secret insults while pointing!
As horrendous as this day sounds, I did live.
Example from today;
Me and her went to this store sale where she volunteers-so she can essentially make an appearance and show off. That part was fun, for once she didn't verbally attack me and boss me around or flaunt herself off in public (there weren't any guys around so that could be a logical reason why as well.)Well done grandmother!
Then she tells me that we are going out for lunch at a bar/restraunt thing I've never been to before which I thought would be really cool. And this is where everything falls apart. After putting on her mardi-gras beads which she keeps in the car for who knows why, she waltzes into this restraunt. So I ask her "Hey we need to wait and be seated don't we?" she completely avoids me, walks straight forward twisting her head in every direction like the exorcist trying to obviously find someone or, I'm sorry, "find a table" while Im just standing there looking something like this;
So then she turns the corner to the right and I follow her which was a big mistake on my part considering she wasn't finished being psychotic yet! Then there was this guy who works there around my age and he was giving her the same look as me, then he calmly turns to me, gives me a dude- I- feel-sorry-for-you look, and asks both of us"Do you need a table?"
My grandmother then thought it would be fun to completely ignore him and walk out the door causing me to
have to profusely apologize for her. Her response when I met her back
in the car was; "It's too busy. You'll take me someplace else."
Will I? Can you guarantee that I will take you someplace that does not involve psychiatric treatment?
Of course she can! She's the one that's driving! We ended up going to McDonald's which I'm personally not a fan of but because she likes it I went there because I'm a good person. Again, big mistake, but this time it wasn't just her fault!
When I was trying to get a beverage of iced tea out of the soda machine a bunch of soda water fills my glass and if you have ever had soda water you know that it's not the best tasting stuff in the world. So as I'm emptying my glass and rinsing it out with water a man who's at least 45 years old comes up and hugs me! Note that I do not know this man and I am highly uncomfortable with people I do not know touching, let alone hugging me. This is how it went down:
-Guy hugs me, my look >8/ -
Moronic Guy: Sara! I haven't seen you since last October baby!
Me: Ummm I'm not Sara. You must have me confused with someone else...
*In my mind* "WTF! Release me at once or I will literally stab your eyes out with this bendy straw!!!
Moronic Guy: Are you sure?
*No, I'm not sure dude, I am obviously not mentally stable enough to know what my name is!*
continues: Because we used to "do things" remember?
Me: Seriously you have me confused with someone else. I'm only 20.
Moronic Guy: My bad!
>leaves to go sit down at his table with his CHILDREN!<
That was very...unusual. Who just randomly goes up to people, gives them a hug, then directly reminds them that they used to "do things" right infront of their children?! That is not proper or appropriate in any situation! If it was a 'flirting technique' it was beyond creepy and would not land him a date with any female no matter how desperate they are.
Thank the Lord my grandmother was in the restroom when this happened or I may have died a little on the inside.
But then she comes out and blantantly points at the creepy guy and tells me in her not so quiet voice; "That guy is white trash!" Thanks for pointing that out grandmother, because frankly I always find it a swell idea to shout secret insults while pointing!
As horrendous as this day sounds, I did live.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
And We're Waiting...
As a lot of people who know me in real life know, I am going into theater and voice over. As silly as it may sound I've always wanted to be an actress ever since the 3rd grade when I got the role of '"The Orange Blossom Express" at my towns community theater which is sadly no longer around. Last week on Wednesday I sent in my very first head shot and a letter (as stated by the directions) to a television show based in Burbank California which was looking for new talent and although I live in Michigan they stated that this wouldn't be a problem if someone was an outsider like me, from a small area in Michigan...how that works I do not know.
So I'm just keeping my fingers crossed all goes well. I really don't have any high hopes of getting in but it would be such a cool opportunity if I somehow did. XD
Sorry it's such a short blog post. I have to study for my college classes and honestly nothing exciting has really happened as of lately. Then again, I have a cold and haven't really been feeling all that well and have been taking meds and sleeping. Hopefully this cold will go away by at least Friday. I'm sick of feeling stuffy.
So I'm just keeping my fingers crossed all goes well. I really don't have any high hopes of getting in but it would be such a cool opportunity if I somehow did. XD
Sorry it's such a short blog post. I have to study for my college classes and honestly nothing exciting has really happened as of lately. Then again, I have a cold and haven't really been feeling all that well and have been taking meds and sleeping. Hopefully this cold will go away by at least Friday. I'm sick of feeling stuffy.
Let Da Worz Of Laminess Begin!
^ For the record it hurt my head to even type that title. Also for the record, these are all true things that someone wrote. I don't even think I'm creative enough to come up with some of these. More will probably be added in the future because let's face it, people think typing like this is the cool thing to do nowadays and frankly, that disturbs me greatly.
Here we go!
1. Going to da mall during a hurricane- not smart
2. If you were the last few people left on earth it would be a sad, sad day.
Here we go!
1. Going to da mall during a hurricane- not smart
2. If you were the last few people left on earth it would be a sad, sad day.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
About Me
I know that I haven't posted here in a while and I apologize mainly because college has been completely stressful these last three months or so and I have barely had time to breathe let alone type something unrelated to school. However I recieved 3 A's and one B in my four classes so I guess all of the stress and work payed off in the end.
Anyways, I have been thinking and I believe that I may as well give a formal introduction about who I am and why I have suddenly had an urge to start blogging.
My name is unimportant unless I know you personally or like talking to you. However, I am a hopeful actress/voice actress/writer despite the fact that those career choices are some of the most difficult to break into and not many people give me support. I graduated high school in 2009 which makes me 20 years of age although I get mistaken for a 12 year old all of the time for some reason, possibly due to me being only 5 feet tall. At the moment I am stuck living in a small town which has the same name as a psychiatric hospital in New York. Overall nothing extremely exciting ever really happens here. The location is hardly ever even shown on a global map.
I go to a college a few miles from this town where the people who actually want to learn and get a degree and do something with it are few and far between. In fact, I will more than likely be blogging about these sad souls until the time I get my degree which is hopefully going to be some time next year. Nevertheless I have been fortunate enough to meet some really awesome people at college as well and because of them I have not gone completely insane yet. =P
Personally I have an issue trusting people. I am somewhat close to my family and because I sometimes have a hard time speaking to others, have a "happy-smiley" personality, or how I act like I always just drank 50 energy drinks, certain people find me rather 'odd' which I'm not sure is a good or bad thing. But I am sincerely grateful for the select few friends that I do have and when I say 'select few' I mean 5% of my 80 something facebook friends hang out with me- living out of the area is an exception to this. But I am completely ok with having acquantances for I do like most people, some are just more relatable than others.
As for the things I enjoy? Well I could probably go on forever about a hundred different things and I am guessing I like something that's on your list as well as long as it's not something like "robbing convenience stores with my homies." 0_o But I do love theatre and musicals. Whenever I have the time I'll usually go see a show around my area just to get ideas on how I can improve my acting technique and what not. I think that great maniacal laughter deserves recognition and I also have an odd tendency to talk to people in old Shakespearian english or a British accent whenever I get bored. I really like learning about history and literature and I am one of those people who does read the classics like Northanger Abbey and understands what's going on. Furthermore I am an insomniac, a type 1 diabetic, and I am terrible at cooking but great at baking. Apparently baking powder is not a reasonable substitute for baking soda...
I swear that I have seen the movie Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street about a thousand times. I absolutely love movies, especially the classics that came out in the 1900's such as Gone With the Wind, Night of the Living Dead, and The Wizard of Oz and usually if a television show has an interesting plot or is recommended to me I will watch it. Currently I'm loving Person of Interest and Criminal Minds although M*A*S*H is one of my favorites as well.
Some of my favorite "famous" role models include Helena Bonham Carter, Judy Garland, J.K. Rowling, Keira Knightley, Jane Austen, Marla Schaffel, Jenn Gambatese, Alison Bruce, Lisa See, Carrie Preston, Kate Higgins, Michelle Ruff, Hugh Laurie, Michael Emerson, Genghis Khan, and Augustus Octavian Caesar. However I do not aspire to be them, I just really admire their work. In the real world my role models were my grandfather and grandmother but they have sadly passed on. I really just want to be my own person and wish not be modeled after someone else because that's just sad.
I listen to a lot of music and I constantly have some song in my head but Vienna Teng, The Corrs, Rachael Lampa, Anuna, Nightwish, Within Temptation, Sirenia, Lyriel, The Beatles, The Who, Fleetwood Mac, Phil Collins, and Hayley Westenra have to be my all time favorite artists and bands even though none of them are really even close to the same genre.
To answer the question as to why I started blogging? Complete boredom. I would like people to think that I have something to say through my writing and I like to think that I'm great but I am aware of the fact that I am not as important as I think I am. I am human just like everyone else.
Additionally I would just like to point out that YES RAINBOW IS ONE COLOR AND UNICORNS ARE REAL!!!
So if anything I said somewhat relates to you or you just want to follow me for fun please don't hesitate! I promise I don't bite or store skulls in my refrigerator. But to clarify things a little, I will not tolerate idiots. I will respect you regardless of your gender, your religion, your sexual orientation, or your occupation, but if you're an idiot you're and idiot and I will not tolerate you.
Anyways, I have been thinking and I believe that I may as well give a formal introduction about who I am and why I have suddenly had an urge to start blogging.
My name is unimportant unless I know you personally or like talking to you. However, I am a hopeful actress/voice actress/writer despite the fact that those career choices are some of the most difficult to break into and not many people give me support. I graduated high school in 2009 which makes me 20 years of age although I get mistaken for a 12 year old all of the time for some reason, possibly due to me being only 5 feet tall. At the moment I am stuck living in a small town which has the same name as a psychiatric hospital in New York. Overall nothing extremely exciting ever really happens here. The location is hardly ever even shown on a global map.
I go to a college a few miles from this town where the people who actually want to learn and get a degree and do something with it are few and far between. In fact, I will more than likely be blogging about these sad souls until the time I get my degree which is hopefully going to be some time next year. Nevertheless I have been fortunate enough to meet some really awesome people at college as well and because of them I have not gone completely insane yet. =P
Personally I have an issue trusting people. I am somewhat close to my family and because I sometimes have a hard time speaking to others, have a "happy-smiley" personality, or how I act like I always just drank 50 energy drinks, certain people find me rather 'odd' which I'm not sure is a good or bad thing. But I am sincerely grateful for the select few friends that I do have and when I say 'select few' I mean 5% of my 80 something facebook friends hang out with me- living out of the area is an exception to this. But I am completely ok with having acquantances for I do like most people, some are just more relatable than others.
As for the things I enjoy? Well I could probably go on forever about a hundred different things and I am guessing I like something that's on your list as well as long as it's not something like "robbing convenience stores with my homies." 0_o But I do love theatre and musicals. Whenever I have the time I'll usually go see a show around my area just to get ideas on how I can improve my acting technique and what not. I think that great maniacal laughter deserves recognition and I also have an odd tendency to talk to people in old Shakespearian english or a British accent whenever I get bored. I really like learning about history and literature and I am one of those people who does read the classics like Northanger Abbey and understands what's going on. Furthermore I am an insomniac, a type 1 diabetic, and I am terrible at cooking but great at baking. Apparently baking powder is not a reasonable substitute for baking soda...
I swear that I have seen the movie Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street about a thousand times. I absolutely love movies, especially the classics that came out in the 1900's such as Gone With the Wind, Night of the Living Dead, and The Wizard of Oz and usually if a television show has an interesting plot or is recommended to me I will watch it. Currently I'm loving Person of Interest and Criminal Minds although M*A*S*H is one of my favorites as well.
Some of my favorite "famous" role models include Helena Bonham Carter, Judy Garland, J.K. Rowling, Keira Knightley, Jane Austen, Marla Schaffel, Jenn Gambatese, Alison Bruce, Lisa See, Carrie Preston, Kate Higgins, Michelle Ruff, Hugh Laurie, Michael Emerson, Genghis Khan, and Augustus Octavian Caesar. However I do not aspire to be them, I just really admire their work. In the real world my role models were my grandfather and grandmother but they have sadly passed on. I really just want to be my own person and wish not be modeled after someone else because that's just sad.
I listen to a lot of music and I constantly have some song in my head but Vienna Teng, The Corrs, Rachael Lampa, Anuna, Nightwish, Within Temptation, Sirenia, Lyriel, The Beatles, The Who, Fleetwood Mac, Phil Collins, and Hayley Westenra have to be my all time favorite artists and bands even though none of them are really even close to the same genre.
To answer the question as to why I started blogging? Complete boredom. I would like people to think that I have something to say through my writing and I like to think that I'm great but I am aware of the fact that I am not as important as I think I am. I am human just like everyone else.
Additionally I would just like to point out that YES RAINBOW IS ONE COLOR AND UNICORNS ARE REAL!!!
So if anything I said somewhat relates to you or you just want to follow me for fun please don't hesitate! I promise I don't bite or store skulls in my refrigerator. But to clarify things a little, I will not tolerate idiots. I will respect you regardless of your gender, your religion, your sexual orientation, or your occupation, but if you're an idiot you're and idiot and I will not tolerate you.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Why Is It So Hard For People To Write And Type Correctly?
Seriously why? Unless you are dyslexic you have absolutely no business typing or writing 'lyk dis.' I know so many people who keep typing like that and frankly it is getting on my nerves. How hard is it to add an a to 'that.' THT is not a word. Neither is the letter N. Anyone who types like this needs to stop it right now. It just makes you sound like an idiot.
I'm not saying that I don't make spelling and grammar mistakes, heck I probably just made a grammar mistake in the last paragraph but that doesn't make me a spelling/grammar nazi if another person tends to spell something wrong or put a comma out of place. I just wanted to point out that being illiterate is not cool and because of the random things I have read on facebook,other websites, and even in school in the past, I am going to use the above ^ post to state all of the stupid things people say when they are trying to type gangsta or sound cool. I will also be stating my opinion on all of these idiotic sentences- if you can even call them that. So unless you wish to be a part of this, please quit typin lyk diz 4 iz not kewl!
I'm not saying that I don't make spelling and grammar mistakes, heck I probably just made a grammar mistake in the last paragraph but that doesn't make me a spelling/grammar nazi if another person tends to spell something wrong or put a comma out of place. I just wanted to point out that being illiterate is not cool and because of the random things I have read on facebook,other websites, and even in school in the past, I am going to use the above ^ post to state all of the stupid things people say when they are trying to type gangsta or sound cool. I will also be stating my opinion on all of these idiotic sentences- if you can even call them that. So unless you wish to be a part of this, please quit typin lyk diz 4 iz not kewl!
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sick of People
I am so sick of people. Actually its not the people I am sick of but more likely how people can BE.
No one seems to care about my opinion. Ever, maybe they are just caught up in their own little world and because Im short they find myself not as important as others. No one ever technically listens to me.
During play practice yesterday we all got split up into acts 3,4,and 5 of Hamlet. Me, thinking I would possibly get Ophelia's crazy scene because heck, I'm crazy and I like crazy people. But no. I realized that my life really sucks. I am never Ophelia.I am never Gertrude. I am Laertes, soldier number 3 and Rosencrantz. . Needless to say I'm kind of sad. I'm sad just writing this.
I know that in the life of theatre you cant always get the roles you so desire but this is ridiculous. I was in this play LONG before everyone else and even went to all the stupid breathing exercise workshops and since day one I stated that I wished and hoped and dreamed of being Ophelia. I get her brain yo! But because older children (out of college) are older I get stuck being soldier number 3.
I also found out today that I am apparently not funny. I had all subs today in school and in choir class I got really bored so me and two of my friends played hangman(my idea.) The whole class then joined in (atleast those who weren't at the band festival with my teacher) and one jerk of a kid wrote on the bored THE SUB IS A JOKE (as the sub was watching). After that it was my turn so I wrote that the kid who wrote that was also a joke and nobody found that funny, because really, why would they? I'm defending the sub! Then another boy writes on the board in hangman formation that I am emo which is the most idiotic thing I have ever heard. I wouldn't even know how to be emo if I tried!
This morning I also slammed my hand in the car door so now my hand is all bruised! I can barely type right now and I should probably get off before typing something I regret. I'm signing off, bye bye!
No one seems to care about my opinion. Ever, maybe they are just caught up in their own little world and because Im short they find myself not as important as others. No one ever technically listens to me.
During play practice yesterday we all got split up into acts 3,4,and 5 of Hamlet. Me, thinking I would possibly get Ophelia's crazy scene because heck, I'm crazy and I like crazy people. But no. I realized that my life really sucks. I am never Ophelia.I am never Gertrude. I am Laertes, soldier number 3 and Rosencrantz. . Needless to say I'm kind of sad. I'm sad just writing this.
I know that in the life of theatre you cant always get the roles you so desire but this is ridiculous. I was in this play LONG before everyone else and even went to all the stupid breathing exercise workshops and since day one I stated that I wished and hoped and dreamed of being Ophelia. I get her brain yo! But because older children (out of college) are older I get stuck being soldier number 3.
I also found out today that I am apparently not funny. I had all subs today in school and in choir class I got really bored so me and two of my friends played hangman(my idea.) The whole class then joined in (atleast those who weren't at the band festival with my teacher) and one jerk of a kid wrote on the bored THE SUB IS A JOKE (as the sub was watching). After that it was my turn so I wrote that the kid who wrote that was also a joke and nobody found that funny, because really, why would they? I'm defending the sub! Then another boy writes on the board in hangman formation that I am emo which is the most idiotic thing I have ever heard. I wouldn't even know how to be emo if I tried!
This morning I also slammed my hand in the car door so now my hand is all bruised! I can barely type right now and I should probably get off before typing something I regret. I'm signing off, bye bye!
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