Boy have I been BUSY!

I have been terrible with updates, AGAIN. a semester of school has passed, several auditons and Christmas! The good news is I'm finally in school studying something I love. My communications class is by far my favorite. It gives me the opportunity to write more often and socialize in class. Two of my fave things. I am definitely loving being at Douglas College with my best friend <3 Today I finally had the day off to spend at home catching up on readings, house work, and finishing my paper for tomorrow. Its too bad all I want to do is catch up on tv shows and movies! That will have to wait for breaks though which I will not deprive myself of. This weekend was full of work, boyfriend time and shopping! I got to take a peak at the topshop in the bay downtown and try on watches for my late christmas gift yay. This semester I want to be very organized and successful in school but it can't be all work no play!

Aliens in the house Audition

What a fun and exciting audition. I still do enjoy commercial auditions too, they are laid back, silly, crazy and interactive. But theres something about those nervous moments in the waiting area studying your lines amongst all the other girls. We're all flipping through the pages of scripts, not really reading the words. Some girls pacing, catching their reflections in the mirrors on the wall. Others seeming more relaxed leaning back in their chairs checking out the competition. It was such an adrenaline rush when the casting director called me into the room. I ran through the scene twice, better the second time. And then its over just like that. I walk to my car heart pounding through my chest to go home and wait, possibly forever to find out if I am one of the lucky girls who got a call back. Can't wait to do it all again =)

First day of school

Holy math 12

Blogger app

Awesome, blogging on the go in the sun.

to new beginnings

To starting a new job, a new school year and us.

the great woman I've ever known, my mama

Dear mama 

 I wish that I could tell you happy birthday and see you smiling back at me again. I wish that I could give you all the presents in the world. There's so many things I would tell you if you were still here. I would let you know what an amazing, strong, brave person you were. I would tell you how much I love you and need you in my life. I would let you know that all of things that are good about me are reflections of you. I would want you to know you have always been my inspiration in life. If I could be even a small part of you I could be proud of myself. I would give anything on this earth for one more day, hour, moment with you. There's been so many times I've wanted to hear your reassuring voice and guidance. I always wonder what you would say or think about my decisions. I miss you more than words will ever express. I can't believe it's been two years since I've felt your hugs or heard you say I love you. What I wouldn't do to have that one more time. But that's just it, I can't do anything at all. That's the helplessness of it. I can never change what happened on the longest most life changing day two years ago. But not a day goes by that I don't wish for what I could or would do. Mama I love you. Happy Birthday.

Love your Babygirl

he's just not that into you

"Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe... it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is... just... moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope." 


 "Anyway, all my friends used to tell me about how things might work out with these dipsticks because they knew someone, who knew someone, who dated a dipstick just like mine. That girl ended up getting married and living happily ever after. Thats the exception and we're not the exception we're the rule."