On April 25th... We can all come together.

The Protection Plan from INVISIBLE CHILDREN on Vimeo.

Watch the video... it explains everything. I am so happy there are people in this world who are ready to speak up (or in this case, be silent) for what the know is right. You can too.

The Pianist Will Never Know

What is UP everyone?? hahah just kidding no one follows this blog :) sooo this is awkward if someone is actually reading this but thanks a bunch :)
So you know those movies that make you want to scream because that will never happen?!?! Like the one where the cute guy bumps into the girl and picks up the books for her, the girl that he sees for who she is and likes her for her flaws no doubt. No I'm not looking for a twilight moment, but maybe something from the notebook or a walk to remember. It would be nice to think that the pianist that I met not too long ago would someday run into me in a coffee shop (only I don't like coffee so I'd be drinking hot chocolate) and ask to have a seat at the table with me. Wed go on about how we'd been lately and then he'd tell me that when he first met me I left an impression on him and he'd like to see me again.

*sigh* (out of a movie I knowww but who cares. Honestly I'm only human, It wouldn't hurt anyone if something like that did happen.) *knock on wood*

Know what the best part is about NO ONE following my blog? I can say whatever I want and I am the only person that knows I said it. Anthony will never know that I don't really sing in coffee shops but rather at Hollywood Rock Academy along with my friend Sofia Maldonado who plays the guitar.
He'll never know that I love to read but I get so easily distracted that I read the equivalent of ten books annually (if you add all of the books I read half way), he'll never know that I am out of my mind crazy about me :) and that anyone that feeds my ego has me under their spell (over exaggeration). He would think this is weird and Id wish I could explain to him that it was just a sincere thought of mine but he'd never bother to read this - or would he? *delete all* haha
Movies MUST be based on things that can happen... right?
So now you know -not really - and I'm completely fine with that :)

Season of the Sick

*with a stuffy nose* I promise I really dislike being sick. I can't imagine how terrible it must be to be sick in countries where if you get sick you aren't sure if you are going to live. Did you know a cold can turn into pneumonia? I'm not trying to scare you but wow right? It's rare with people that know how to treat a cold but where your main concern is fighting to get enough to eat… it must be tough. For every sniffle... I thank god that it's just a common cold and I know it will simply go away. On a lighter topic… TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY! It's not really the fact that it's my birthday that I'm so happy but rather that I get to throw a tiny little get together and it will be a lot of fun. It's a once a year thing that I get to say THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME ANOTHER YEAR TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE … and yet another day to get presents: D oh yah. My favorite present though more than anything… is a hand written letter. Think about it I mean how EASY is it to go out and buy something but it takes recollection of memories and thought to write a letter. Me like. So for all of you Millions of followers of mine (notice sarcasm) can't wait to hear from all of you!!! … Seriously.

Medusa

I don't think Medusa is ugly at all she's just misunderstood. I mean I kinda like the snake hair.. it makes her a default hard to get. The way the mythology goes is that once she was extremely beautiful and simply because Athena got mad at her, she was cursed -turned into a monster with snake hair and a lethal gaze.You can't judge a book (or a monster) by its cover. Keep rock'n those snakes Medusa :)

So Dream On! … You Dreamers!

I will be happy. I will live my dream life. I will be under the sunshine all day every day (like I'm some sort of goddess) and at night I will be sitting by a fire surrounded by the people I cherish most. I will be successful and follow a career that will make a difference for the better and I'll make a lot of money doing that (but then I'll donate it all to the poor). I will have boat loads of friends around the world –I already have friends in Argentina and Germany. Maybe I'll even move to Argentina where everyone's nice and I can belong. All of my friends will be amazing and fully equipped with a sense of humor. I will be invited to hang outs and I will host game nights. While people are out partying and getting wasted, I will be with my friends in Ghana and experiencing the culture there. My friends won't be glued to my side so we'll always get a chance to meet new people but we will be close friends. My hair will always look golden and luminous and I will always be totally in shape. I'll be doing things like running away from bulls in Rome or climbing a mountain to reach a town in Tibet. I will have a nice car and the rare times that I'll need to fix my car, the friendly mechanics will give me discounts. I will see my brother on a regular basis and my parents will have their Golden Anniversary. I will meet someone who enjoys me for my flaws and when I fix those flaws they will enjoy watching new issues emerge. Maybe I won't meet Mr. Perfect but then I'll take it for the best. (It would only mean that someone who would appreciate him more would have him). I will keep my soul pure and kind and someday SOMEONE will notice. I will be known worldwide as the one who helps or someone that is an example to live by –some light in the dark.
I will be happy.
Sure life may not turn out exactly like that but it's all up to me. So you can try to bring me down but all I'll see is someone that I wish I could help. Yes YOU sitting in your room. GO! Live! We only get one chance at life (maybe I'll meet someone who convinces me otherwise). Let's get back to the world where we could ask for a ride and not even think about our safety being compromised. Let's give teens other things to do besides drugs. Let's trust. Let's enjoy everything. EVERYTHING. Every breath you take. Everything you can feel. Everything you can see. I enjoyed writing this. I enjoy knowing that I hate nothing and if that makes me some sort of freak then can I just say that it doesn't bother me at all.

Patience

My father and I have been sitting and waiting for the Verizon internet people to connect our new modem to the internet for almost half an hour now and I can't help but thinking… what could the Verizon employees be doing at this moment? Watching You Tube videos or flirting with the lady sitting in the adjacent cubicle? Well they chose the wrong day to put me on hold and the music selection while I'm waiting sounds like the worst elevator music EVER. Couldn't they put jazz? Salsa? History of the U.S? I mean seriously have SOME creativity Mr. "I selected the worst elevator music ever now everyone will love me!" Sucks for that guy.

Well really the whole point of this is to take a jab at trying to understand impatience. It seems that today, no one is patient. We are so accustomed to have everything in the moment. Who needs to wait for the Sunday newspaper when we can just read it online (not that many people do that; we just look for the most interesting picture and try to find the article that goes along with it)? We expect answers immediately aka texting and cell phones. House phones are disappearing because we want to reach the person wherever they are and then pester them wherever they are at any given time. New cars even have Bluetooth built in so that people can have their important conversations while driving and not have to break the law. We have overnight shipping because waiting a whole day and a half is just unbearable. We have devices called I-pods invented to store our favorite music so we don't have to sit listening to the radio. Laptops have been created so that we may get the internet anywhere and in turn the internet gives us whatever we want at high speed and anything slower will give you a heart attack.

So here we are now… the society of the impatient.

Alone

I have been meaning to write this for a while now because I feel that I am very alone. I mean I have the usual things that keep me sane like my religion (god, Jesus, the whole crew) and my family (I'm not actually sure if they help with the sanity factor). I mean look around on this page. More than likely there are no comments posted, and still no followers. Even the people that blog about their five year old daughters first day of kindergarten have more followers than I do. This means that a kindergartener's day by day is more interesting than what I want to say. To top it all off my best friend is moving to Texas…Texas? Why couldn't it have been Colorado or Arizona well not that it matters anymore because we have officially become the California girls living like were in a movie. Best friend moves away then she and I will talk on the phone, Facebook, text, while she's going to ho-downs and I'm going to the beach. Later on we'll slowly stop talking to one another and end up running into each other at a supermarket.

Regardless… I am alone. Most of the people at my school are fake drama seekers who only care about partying and who hooked up with who. I have "friends" sure but we have little in common (meaning they don't think about things the same way I do but then again who does). I don't think I will ever find friends that last me more than a couple of years. It hasn't happened yet. People like me have a hard time finding friends because we over think and over analyze. When I'm getting to know someone I try to understand how they view things (the correct view is never one but many) and people like me try to come off as normal so it's hard to find people like me. Maybe it's for the best. Maybe two of me together is a bad idea. Haha! So instead I find people that at least support my way of thinking or agree with me sometimes.

Hither we have

Best friend 2008-2010 who until she sold her soul to cover-up, eyeliner, and attitude always got along with me and made me laugh my guts out of my ears.

Best friend 2007-2008 my twin in everything only it turned out that those years I was actually her not me so it ended when I found myself again.

Best friend 2006-2007 consisted of two people; a soccer player chick who was never satisfied with me and a boy who I ended up dating (which ended that friendship).

Every best friend before then was during elementary school and my friendships really just revolved around the fights over sharing crayons.

Now we see a trend with me. Never more than two years and my Best friend now (2010-????) is coincidentally moving two states away. Lovely. Maybe someday while I'm traveling I will meet some amazing people who do the same thing I do and we will save lives on our journeys together. *sigh* Now give me a shooting star.

Relating Movies to Life

Relating Sex and the City:


 
First off, I would like to make clear that I am not a fan of Sex and City but I spent the whole night watching the entire first two seasons with my friend and may I just say… wow. I hope that there aren't a woman out there who do that with whomever they think is attractive or wealthy. I mean what happened to self-control? I'm not saying I didn't like the show, it was witty and Carrie (the main woman) reminded me very much of myself because not only does she have curly hair (like me) writes down what she thinks (like me) but she also questions anything and everything (again, like me). There are two differences between her and me though. First, I do not live in NY or have money growing on plastic trees in an apartment to spend on Gucci shoes. (Even if I did that money would go to others who need it to survive). Second, I do not question the good things in life; if something in your life goes well and makes you happy, let it be.

Now I bet you're wondering how I'm going to relate this to the world – maybe you're not wondering at all but then I'd tell you to use your imagination.


 
Sex and the City > Women having sex willingly > Women being forced to have sex > Exploitation of Women (and men and children) for sex (prostitution)


 
It's a weird connection but, seriously. Some women do not value their freedom or liberty to marry and love who they want and walk down the street without worrying about someone kidnapping them. According to BBC News (British Broadcasting Corporation) The US estimates that between 700,000 and 4m people each year are victims of human trafficking, one of the fastest growing crimes in the world. It disgusts me to think that right now human trafficking is going on and innocent girls of my age or any age will lose their freedom to the profitable world of prostitution.

Also, if you haven't noticed, the trafficking of humans has nothing to do directly with Sex and the City but it's just something for you to think about.


 
(I could've gone into "what's the point of spending two hundred dollars on a pair of heels when instead you can use the money to save lives..." but that's for another blog.


 
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/2795101.stm

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/2783655.stm