Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Monologue.

Susan:

I like old people, Mr. Slade. They appeal to me. Not because of the
fortune I extort from them or the salary I command as a nurse. Not
because I enjoy seeing doctors pack them in four and five to a room,
neglect them, tie them down, leave them in their own waste, and
frighten them I'm ways you and I will never understand until we face
old age ourselves. It's in spite of all that, Mr. Slade, they still
appeal to me. Why? Because at the edge of existance, in this world
they are still the most gallant people I know. And when a lady like
Mrs. Slade and a gentleman like Colonel Runney find each other, I
watch them grow younger! You can scoff at it and deny it but I say let
them keep their love!

Bliss >>> Insanity

Start
Roll around and shit
Form flower
Totum
Trust Circle
Collapse-Cat kicks
Floor Hand Flower/ Duets
Drag partner off stage...struggle

The Great Discovery

1. He's proactive, professional, witty, dedicated, personable, doesn't
sweat the small stuff, compassinate, reliable, gives of himself to
help others, a positive thinker, an amazing teacher, flexible...
2. •My mom: She's an author. She's had two New York Time's Best
Sellers and won many prizes, honours, and awards. She does
Psychological studies with teens and workshops to help them understand
themselves and how to be the best they can be. She also writes a
column for Instyle about Women and the many problems they face.
She is married and likes to travel with her husband, for relaxation or
volunteer work. She's the mother of Maariyah Faa'izah.
•Maariyah Faa'izah: A well-noted indie film actor who was recently
nominated for a golden-globe in a film that won the Film Festival de
Cannes, and will soon reach theatres nationally. Grounded in
traditional theatre, she's been apart of the Idiosyncrasies Theatre
Company in New York for the past 6 years. She is not just an actress,
however, and has published a few books on photography and poetry. Her
photography has been featured in many projects and portfolios,
including exhibitions at the J. Paul Getty Museum of Los Angeles and
the de Young Museum of San Fansisco. She recently has begun work on a
collection of life stories from various people told through
photographs, prose, and poetry.
Her husband and three children live in New York now, but also have a
home in San Fransisco,CA; Pheonix, AZ; and Atlanta,GA.
She loves cooking, drawing, attending lectures, participating in
volunteer work, helping others reach their potential, and playing piano.
•My Dad: Retired. Living out his dreams. He went back to college to
get his degree in engineering and has invented a few new items, which
were successfully recieved in the public arena. He has re-married
since Alicia, to a former university teacher. She's a warm personality
and she and dad travel the world with their terrior smith Rocky. He's
happy.
•Raahaad: He's still a gamer. But diffrently, he's a very very very
wealthy game mogul. He started off making the codecs for games, then
began collaborating with a group of other gaming engineers in college.
One trio was a hit: Rashaad, Victür Vinassi, & Ian Evans. They created
a few games together that all went to E3 and were nominated for
awards. They created VEIRVE, a gaming label (created by jumbling their
initials) that has taken off and become a household name.
•Amber Troi: She's a Music Therapist and works with the peace core.
Her life is busy, but so is mine. And we still hang out.
•Chelsea: Shes an awesome soul.
3. To save anyone's life.
To achieve nirvana.
For 6 million dollars or more.
To meet a man who loves me.
To go to the college of my choice.
To allieviate a fear of heights.
(I'd need a harness for this!)
4. One: Read
Two: Sleep
Three: Laugh
Four: Photograph things/people/places
Five: Feel attractive in my clothes
Six: Sing loud when I'm alone
Seven: Daydream
Eight: Go shopping without limits
Nine: Listen to oral stories
Ten: Look at life in different ways
5. The first thing that comes to mind. They know me in different ways
than I know myself.
6.

Ramblings & FWD: 3

So here I am. Attempting to read The Elements of Style by flashlight.
In the darkness of the car, the only other light comes from street
lights on the freeway. I'd much rather be reading at home with full
lighting and more space to stretch out. But here am I in the cramped
quarters of a tightly packed car; there is much luggage and even more
loud conversation. I'm trying to ignore a progressing feeling of
annoyance and accept my fate, which I did choose, but I feel pangs of
aggitation creeping up my spine. I'm wondering why my mother asked me
to come with her on this slow trip. She is talking and seems to have
long forgotten my presence. I'm just so bored and tired and bothered.
A wierd mix; too tired to complain, but too bothered to think of
anything else. I just don't want to be here, plain and simple.
Even music and meditation aren't drowning out the noise this time..


"You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, ...You shall
not look through my eyes either, ...You shall listen to all sides and
filter them for yourself." - W.W.

Ramblings & FWD:2

It's just me again...

1. Give it Up - Amos Lee
2. Last Request - Paolo Nutini

We tell ourselfs stories. Fictional ideas completely based on--well,
ideology. I think I'm unattractive because the media tells me what to
believe as beautiful and what to see as "wrong". No grey area, either
in or out, hot or not. No one has ever come to me and teased me about
being overweight, or pointedly made a remark about my size to my
person. Hell, I've never even heard it through the back doors of
gossip. But when I watch TV or flip through a magazine, I see that the
people used for advertisements are young, thin, tall, and stylish. And
they're happy, smiling and laughing. Surrounded by other "beautiful"
people. Bathing in materialistic ecxtasy. I never see girls who look
like me with boyfriends or guys chasing them. I see tons of "normal"
people with boy/girlfriends, but the guys I'm always around seem to
only desire the media image. The plastic girl. Who maybe as real as
anything but chooses to be what others tell her she should be. Guys
don't flirt with me. I'm not a topic of disscusion. And I feel like
shit for it. These other girls, they just get it easier. Not easy,
just easier. I always feel like I'm impossing on other people. And
when I think "that guy is not looking at me, I'm not his type" it's a
story. A slip of fiction. It's not definite fact, but these stories of
insecurity hold me back from ever verifying, from trying anyway even
if I think I'm "wrong".
BOO HOO I'M THE VICTIM
But these stories have lived in me for so long
They're true.
Non-fiction.
Undebatable truths.
And I'm gunna kill the editor.

"You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, ...You shall
not look through my eyes either, ...You shall listen to all sides and
filter them for yourself." - W.W.

Lauren Goss You Need This

Okay so I looked up your love potentials. It's late, but who cares
this shit is down right interesting.
Yours>>>
VENU IN CANCER
(Your Heart Is at Home)
Your favorite place in the whole world could be your very own home,
and for many good reasons. A well-stocked kitchen and a comfortable,
inviting environment make you and the people you care about feel
welcome in your home. However, just because you like being home so
much doesn't mean you like being alone. Your family, friends, and
neighbors find that your door is always open to them. You take great
pleasure in having visitors in your home and like to fuss over them a
little...
...You may be attracted to people who remind you of your parents in
some significant way, such as a personal quality, character trait,
physical attribute or a talent. This is because the sense of
familiarity gives you an idea of what to expect, and brings a sense of
security and comfort. Often you're attracted to people who share your
strong love of family and have a background that's similar to yours.
Since you prefer to build on what makes you comfortable, you may keep
many of the same friends that you've known "forever". Forever is how
you see love relationships, too, and you are a very dedicated partner.
Once you make a commitment to someone, you keep it and value it.
Therfore, you would probably be happiest with a Taurus (April 20-May
21), Scorpio (October 23-November 22), or Pices (February 18-March 20)
partner who shares your sensitivity and devotion

Bus Conversation w/ Chelsea..

It took me so much courage to do that

Really why

I guess I like him......
:)

Yeah
I'm convienced he wouldn't mind if you did

Sincerely? Oh GOD I hope so

I think of him as Ron Weasley
I just kissed my ipod because I wanted to kiss him

That's creative.
The iPod kissing
He does remind me of a British guy.
His style is so gay but he's not and it's British in that way because
the Brits aren't afraid to wear feminine clothing...
I wish he had a British accent.
Why didyou think he didn't like you( As in he didn't like you as a
person)??

He just turned his head around really slowly & when he saw me looking
at him he whipped his head back

Right now? No, then
Answer my question

Becauses

"You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, ...You shall
not look through my eyes either, ...You shall listen to all sides and
filter them for yourself." - W.W.