Using what you have.

Commercial. Commercials. Commercials.

  Oh dear. Well, with a few screw ups and odd scheduling, we were practically left with nothing to shoot, all teachers we made plans to film with where rather nowhere to be found or had some last minute meetings. However we would not let that stop us. We asked everybody we felt would be good and got new film that we were not even planning. One teacher even asked if she could be in the box (obviously we let her). We even filmed between classes with me in the box in the hallway, so while people were in the halls getting to class I would pop and scare them. I found it really interesting how many people's response to seeing a box in the middle in the hallway was to kick the box (thanks for that).  In the end although I am not sure how the commercial will come out, I am actually proud of how much we did with last minute changes. 

Think happy thoughts.

Some are negative because others put them down, outer forces affect their opinions of themselves. I'm kind of the opposite, nobody hurts myself better than I do! I am always negative, always hating on myself for everything I do. I criticize everything I do, I am always disappointed in myself, because I feel everything I do is never good enough. 

         I spend a lot of time in my head, sometimes it can be a good thing but most the time it drives me to insanity. I enjoy being alone, being alone does not make me lonely, but sometimes if I am alone to long my mind kinda finds itself in dark places.

I am always trying to help others out, I generally put others before myself, but at some point I should start helping myself.

I'll stop here.

surpriseeee!

So today in STAC we started with ideas for commercials. My group was basing ideas off the limitation we got: same action, different place. We started off with the idea off knocking on multiple doors asking if that door led to the STAC room. We eventually went to the idea of me (I don't know why it has to be me) in the middle of a class in a box. Out of nowhere I jump out of the box exclaiming something along the lines of "Come to STAC live!" and then running out of the class. Doing that a couple times to fit the limitation. I hope it comes out looking good and not come off as stupid.

Honey, If We Are a Family, Its Only Natural to Fight.

So Friday was a bit hard to sit through...
with all the tough really deep questions, to the argument that went on.
I love everybody in this class to death, so this stuff really put my head into a pickle and drives me crazy. Half of the groups to seem to have major problems. The freshies seemed to have some 'Lord of the Flies' situation, the sophomores in my opinion didn't have too much problems, we just kinda drifted of did our own thing and came back together to make something cooler, the juniors seemed to have a great time, and the seniors seemed to be in major hell from what I see. I felt we were more open with our opinions than we have ever been before, causing more feelings to be hurt and more people to be defensive of their opinions. Sometimes I like to think of STAC as some artsy family, but there is no such thing as a perfect family everybody gets on each others nerves sometime or another but I think if get over any ego we have (not saying everybody is an egotistical jerk by the way) we can move forward and become stronger than ever.

By the way happy 'Sarah Eve' (aka the day before my birthday).

Be kind, Rewind.

Second time doing this, I wasn't sure what we were going to get out of my group's little movie, even though you have a general idea of how people will react to it, you never know. I think the movie we made this year came out better than the one I made last year, it was more fun filming and I think it came out better, even though it still kinda sucks due to the lack of editing and such. I think my favorite part of this is how if you mess up you accept it and move on, no time to dwell or worry upon some tiny mistake, after all the mistakes you make, the more enjoyable it is to watch back. This film I had to pick my nose, burp, eat with my mouth open, fall down some stairs, and become the world's worst policemen. Oddly, it was so much fun. I hope we can do more of these in the future.

Forever Lazy, in the fleece.

See what I did there? In the flesh, in the fleece (Punny right? Okay, I'll stop now.). I went to BJs the other day and found the 'Forever Lazy'. I just love weird unusual products like this.

Speaking of which do they still make Frankenberry cereal? That was the bees knees.

Dada Day

What much can I say? It was so awesome it sent the school 'on fire'. The acting really set up everything (kind of set a really high bar to reach.). I was so into I forgot to clap!! (trust me, this is no sarcastic comment I mean it!). It was nothing like expected. For this whole day there wasn't really a expectation to be quite honest. Then the dance came and it was very interesting but yet very entertaining to me, very cool. For music I couldn't hear much of the words but it was still thought it was great, I remember Scott ran to the STAC room one day screaming, then everybody joined him by screaming too, and I think Ellen said,"That's going in the song.", very happy to see it did end up in the song. The writing was absolutely nothing of what I thought it was going to be, much more entertaining than I thought it would turn out to be, very funny too, with the lollipops, signs, clothes, and the phrases said, it was all quite amazing. The art gallery was fun squirting people who passed by our project with tiny toilet water. From what I could see all the art projects seemed to come out quite well from what I could see. Overall very Dada!

Spent a period learning how to pick up a hat.

Today's acting class with Luke was very interesting, not exactly what I expected. We did a lot about expectations, how no matter what something is always going through our minds, even when we are told to stop thinking. We did a lot of acting more naturally, instead of worrying about become a character we should just act, because we will never truly be the character. Then Luke had us all act as we are stealing a hat from somebody or someone. When we went up at first we were way to fake and overdoing it. When I went up to try at first I wasn't even trying to steal the hat I was imaging myself sneaking a box of cookies upstairs (something I do quite often), in the middle I realized it was a hat and was trying to change the story in my mind, which made me lose it. After trial and error I think we all learned a lot today!

Watch out snuggies, you have competition.

I thought today I would never smile because of 9-11 being such a dark gloomy day for me, my family, and most of America. However I came across this commercial and just lost it.

I thought it was a joke but it is as real as it gets. Just the name of the product makes me want to buy it.

Forever Lazy? Yes please!!

My heart on a wall.

   My thought when I heard about what we were doing, I was a bit skeptical to be quite honest. I had this wall blocking me for the first ten minutes telling me "Hey you like that? Why? You're such a weirdo." I'm kinda of used to hearing that by now, but sharing it with everybody on a wall, WITH SHARPIE? I'm generally not that self conscious, I'm generally always myself but for some reason the idea struck me as well, unsettling.  But, after maybe two minutes I just kinda thought fuck that, it should never matter what others think about me.
   The thought of doing something like this seem so simple, but it is a bit more complex than that. Then the ideas just flew out! Well, not really, but you get the idea. The only thing stopping me was spelling, but actually did well as far as that goes. I personally think the best part was connecting it with the people around me, it felt good in a way, we connected as people, in the end we are not much different. It was very fun, talking about the things we like (along with cracking jokes here and there of course!) and stuff we enjoy. As much fun as it was doing it, the end product kind of bothered me in a way, it reminded my of those brainstorms I had to do before going on to an English essay. I would rather see drawings on the wall than words, but hey that might just be me.