A Day's Meaning

     What is a day but a moment in time. A specific moment in time that in less than 23 hours will be gone and now is remembered as just a memory. For us, days can seem like they will never end, but they do, just as the sun sets and rises each day. For that fact I am certain. The universe, however, sees each day as a split second. It'll keep going on, while for us it might always be vivid in our memory. I'm sure we've all had one of those magnificent days that we relive in our minds over and over for fear of forgetting or worse, never having such a day again. 

     I can't remember which day of the week, what time of the day, or what exact year it was, but I have had one of those days-the kind I will always cherish. What's most important, to me anyway, is the people I was with that day and the feelings I experienced. I will always remember those details as I am right brain dominant. Everyone is different though and I do not claim to be like anyone else. Actually, I am quite unique. Weird, even. But that is fine by me. For as cliche as this is, I'd rather die an original then a copy. 

    Reading The Glass Menagerie and The Tent, both books proving how thoughtful writers are. Maybe I have that capability to present my philosophies and values in a fictional piece of work...I sure am trying to. I really need to FINISH at least one novel or short story. I can always start things but the follow up is more difficult. Oh well. 

    Also, I love 80's teen movies. :) 

   Enjoy the sun!

Ophelia. Earth Day

Watch this scene. It describes so much. :)

Now.

I think that now, right now, is the most perfect time to be alive. Why? you may ask. 

Well, I'll tell you why. Cause at this moment I have a heart full of love, an intelligent head resting on my strong shoulders with dreams spanning farther than the stars, racing through my mind. I miss Proscenium already. 

War is peace; so it goes, hamlet, and other violent ends

Nothing is either good nor bad until we make it so. So it goes. 

Depressing thought right? Think about it. All I seem to do recently is think. Today, for instance, I was reflecting on the fact that opening night of Titanic is in 3 days and how fast my senior year of Proscenium has gone. This has spiraled into a slew of other connected thoughts, making me more confused than ever before, and causing the bittersweetness of this last show to be something more obscene and even a bit saddening. I don't want to be sad that it ends, I wish to be happy that it happened. And I am. As last night was the first run through with the orchestra, I'm pleased that it sounds good as of yet. I'm excited to see/be a part of the results of over a year's hard work for many of the people involved with Proscenium. 

For now, I shall leave you all with a Hamlet quotation: 

"What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and movement..."

Sugar high. Damn bunnies.

ToomuchcandyAKAjellybeansandchocolatemarshmallowbunniesandeggsandthosedamntasty

peepsaremakingmybraininsaneandIhavenotimetothinkandbelievethattypingwithout

spacesisreallyhardandIcannotbelievehowmucheffortit'stakingformetonot

placespacesbetweenmywords,It'sjustthatmybrainisonelongrandomrunon

sentencewithallthesedifferentthoughtsrightnow.Unbelievable. 

Happy end of Easter. 

Maybe.

"But I will, I will, I will. I don't want to sit on the pavement while you fly." 

Listening to Ingrid Michaelson this EASTER morning, preparing to get ready...hey, it is a process. This morning, I was woken up by my beautiful niece showing me her new pez dispenser :) She's adorable. What a blessed morning and day. Thank God for all the blessings in my life: my family, my talents, my friends, my faith, my peace of mind, my creativity, and even my enemies. 

Happy Easter, All!

Seven Seas of Rhye

April Fool's. I haven't partaken in any jokes today, but alas, the day is far from over. Ever woken up one morning and felt the need to do something completely different from your normal routine? Well, for me, this morning was one of those mornings. A day of ALL days. Okay, enough with the cliches. One is one too many. (Now two.) Damn. 

"Heal over," sings KT Tunstall, "You're gunna be fine," as I get dressed and prepped for this day of MORE scholarship applications and cleaning. ZOUNDS. (Yes, I am bringing zounds back, just like sexy.) Now that I know where I'm going to college, how I might be able to pay for it, and what I want to study, my mind feels completely at ease. No more stress of worrying about acceptances as I only have 2 schools left to hear from, but even if I don't get in, that is alright since I am going to my dream school in my favorite place-Philly. So, perhaps next time I visit there I should try a Philly Cheese Steak :p even though I refuse to eat red meat on a normal basis, sometimes it's okay to splurge and try something new :p

Recently, there has been this craze of formspring and yes I do have one. It intrigues me. People ask completely random and sometimes inappropriate questions that they would never ask in real life because it is anonymous. Interesting. Man up and ask a person in real life. Honesty is something I really admire in a person so the ability to ask something that you really are wondering while letting your true identity be known is very commendable in my book. This, however, does not mean I want you to stop asking me questions, people. Cause I like answering them. Just please, include your name so I know who is asking me something, whether inappropriate or rude or funny. Alright, maybe I'll blog something later with more substance, maybe not. I'm a mystery, see? Even to myself.  

Quotes of the day: "It's not what you are, it's what you don't become that hurts." ~Oscar Levant

  "Truth is more of a stranger than fiction." ~Mark Twain