Guys and Dolls

My life for the Last little while has been.... CRAZY!! Oh wait what am I talking about?! It still is crazy... Once school is over THEN my life will be normal again... well I guess this crazy stuff is my normal... so.. then my life will be "normal" like the sane people in the world ;)

I haven't really seen any of my friends that are my age since January because I have spent ALL my time with these fine chillins! I have had so much fun! I am half sad/half ecstatic that it is over! haha but i'm sad that so many people missed it. It really was amazing!

I LOVE WHAT I DO!! :D

Bon Bon and Vinny are my bestest friends at the moment! haha they know all my school and boy problems... it makes me giggle! I love them so much and I hope to see them more often, because I miss them already and it hasn't even been 2 full days yet!

My hot box girls are the death of me! But I love them so much!

Seriously these boys are the loves of my life! (is that aloud?) They are AMAZING people and they are fantastic at singing and dancing! I don't know how I got so lucky to have all of these amazing boys to be able to work with!

Love you guys ~

Thank you to everyone who helped, was in it, and everyone that came and saw it! We appreciate all your help and support!

ThAnKs!

Closed Door, Open Window

This is a dance paper that I had to write for one of my classes and had a blast writing so I wanted to share. I had to come up with some sort of dance for film short story line and write the paper in the view point of the Director, Editor, or Choreographer... I chose to be the Director! :)

I know it's forever long but it is a lot of fun to read!

-If you are sitting at work bored (Ally)

-or your children are taking a nap and you aren't cleaning the house and have a few minutes (Deanna and Dawn)

please read it and give me your feed back. I think it would be a lot of fun to figure out and to actually make into a movie! :) enjoy!

(since I know you are the only ones that even look at my blog anymore. haha)

I am the director in this filming project. I have wanted to pull together a great team and make this whole dream of mine come to life for a while now. I have recently been given this amazing opportunity to have half of our production funded. Finding who I have wanted as my choreographer and editor has been a breeze. The individuals I have selected are not only available, they are on board and totally stoked for this project. In my opinion, I have chosen two of the finest artists to work with on this wonderful film. I am meeting with them later to collaborate with them and let them know the ideas that have been going on in my head. I am really excited for the process this will take and being able to watch it bloom.

My first order of business is familiarizing them with my story and ideas, and then getting started on the first scene. This show will be called “Closed Door, Open Window” The story is this:

A young girl named Brooke is trying to pursue her dream as an artist. She didn’t come to this conclusion until she was older. While expressing her new found ambition to others, she began to notice their hesitation in supporting her. They told her she would not be able to catch up or succeed since she had started so late. With this, she decided to try anyway, determined that she would be the one to change the stereotypes and to change the way people thought. She began training very hard, taking classes any chance she could. Teaching her mind the way of the brush and the way of the art. As she continued she realized that she had a hidden talent that was in her all along. She fell in love with her new found hobby. She was able to sit and paint for hours, looking at the blank canvas and having her mind create the picture for her. With each brush stoke it was as if the brush knew where to go, which color to use, and where to finish. As she aged she had become very well known and her work was wanted all over. Her story inspired people not to let anyone tell them what they could not do. Her last work of art she ever created was of herself as a young adult beginning to discover herself and the person she would become.

This is not a typical dance film. I wanted to go at it with a different eye. I wanted to bring together two different forms of art and combine them. The whole story will be told through the dancing and camera angles rather than people talking and conversing with one another. The one scene I would like to start with is when Brooke actually realizes she is an artist at heart.

She will be standing in a studio staring at a blank canvas (wide angle shot, making her seem as if the room and task at hand are bigger than she will ever be). At first she is timid stepping away from the canvas (begin to slowly zoom in). She has no idea what to create, and she worries that she is not good enough. She’s also concerned that people will judge her work, and their preconceptions about her not having any talent will be right (at this point it should just be Brooke and the canvas shooting from the left side as she is feeling this torment). She feels it would be better for her not to try at all, thinking that the blank canvas (shot of just canvas) itself would be better off blank than full of scribbles. (Back to wide angle shot of the whole room and her in it as she walks away) As she starts to walk away she remembers all the times people told her she couldn’t do it (Front angle of her with the canvas out of focus in the background). This reminds her of her childhood, and the memories she has tried to force out of her head. One’s of her mother telling her she was no good. Her father reminding her of her faults. She remembers the promise she made to herself that she would be the boss of her life and no one could stop her from achieving her goals. She takes a deep breath. Turns back to the canvas (canvas is now in focus and the back of her head is out of focus). (Both her and the canvas are in focus and angle is shot behind her right shoulder). She sits on the studio chair, picks up the brush (Frontal view just of her torso and face), and as she is about to dip her spotless brush in the bright yellow paint, she hesitates and closes her eyes. She tries to envision exactly what her picture will look like.

As if in her mind I want the first shot to be black and then as you can tell she is imagining the canvas I want it to go white. At first just a drip of yellow is visible on the plain white canvas. Then as she is letting her guard down she begins to work her magic.

Rather than having it be actual paint I want the colors and figures she is drawing to be the dancers. So the movement will be timid in the beginning just one dancer with all white and just a yellow speck on the costume (mostly just the yellow in the shot, not letting anyone know that it is an actual person, just paint). With each stoke of that same color it will transform the costume into a bright yellow dress (revealing the dancer). There will also be other dancers added as well, as she gets more gutsy with the strokes. The choreography will be fluid and connected, with the dancers all doing the same movements; very safe not dynamic. (following them and their movement, very plain not a lot of angles. Every once in a while the camera will do a side view of just one dancer who has broken out of the formation to initiate a new movement.) As this is going you realize that Brooke is beginning to break loose. More colors will be added. The choreography will begin to have dimension and more colors, as if they are now carrying the work forward and it is no longer a trouble for Brooke to think. (Zoom into just the feet of the dancers as the combination becomes technical and complicated. Every once in a while zooming down from above to get the over view of how the painting is turning out. More angles and zooms to certain dancers again who are moving the painting along with a certain movement.) The choreography at this point is very loud and exciting as Brooke is reaching the high point in her painting. Sharp movements, levels, different costumes (with the help of the editing to make them seem a little more harsh at some points). Then as the painting is beginning to wind down the movement will soften again and there will be a picture made by the dancers bodies and placements of groups of bodies, along with the costumes as the dancers begin to pause their movement and stand or lay still. The camera will then move through the bodies finding the last few that are still in movement putting the “finishing touches” on what is now art. As they finish their movements the camera will slowly zoom out and you will see the picture that has been created by the dancers. As it continues to zoom out, it will black out and we will see Brooke open her eyes to the masterpiece that has been created, sitting in front of her on her no longer colorless canvas.

Weddings, weddings, and more weddings!

So I went to three wedding receptions this weekend... yup three. and I even had to miss some because I was too busy or forgot about them or thought they were on a different day.

(muh bad)

Yup crazy! I know! and a Butt load of other people are engaged and getting married....

holy crap!

I didn't even know I knew this many people that were dating people seriously

but... apparently I was mistaken...

and proven wrong...

a plethora of times.

Hahaha don't get me wrong I LOVE weddings and seeing my close friends on one of the happiest days of their lives, and all the love and happiness and pictures!!!! Oh but the greatest part is the fun single friends that come with me to them and getting to eat all the yummy FREE wedding food!

This beautiful girl left for her mission the day after her best friends wedding.

How cool is that?

Rhayna Bobayna and her beautiful self at her reception!

Love her and I'm so happy for her and New Hubby Jason!

I am so glad and so very blest to know so many amazing wonderful amazing people. Haha even if they are all luckily finding their soul mates and leaving the single scene. I have been blest by every single one of them and I love them all! Good luck with married life and I can't wait till I get to join ya :)

(hehe when my time comes)

Spring break consisted of........

Painting....

Building.................

Hanging sets....

and lots lot lots more painting...

Guys and dolls

at Mesa High is gonna Rock!

Breakfast with muh Ladies

I haven't seen my high school friends.

AKA my married friends in quite a while.

So We all decided to make breakfast together and have an "I'll catch you up on my life, I totally want to hear about yours" game. And it was SO much fun! I love and miss these girls so much and I'm so glad I am able to call them my

Besties for life!

(carrie don't kill me for putting this on there it was the only one of you I had!)

We had french toast, eggs, fruit, and BACON!

let me just tell you... DE-LISH-OUS

Don't worry after taking this picture my camera died. Yup because i'm really pretty!

Took this after finding out she is expecting!!!

SO SUPER EXCITED!!

~Thanks girls it's been fun~

Spring what? Break! hhmm I wish!

For most sane people in the college and high school life people are doing this....

Lots of this:

And taking some more of these:

I myself was partying it up last year doing this!

Oh Hawaii how I miss thee!

-Your beautiful breezes

-calm atmosphere

-warm welcoming beaches

-yummy food

-amazing scenery

-green mountains

-winding roads

-magnificent hikes

-cool snorkeling

-awesome waterfalls

-and great company!

Well, as much fun as that was, and I will remember it for the rest of my life

(And i'm planning on going again!)

This spring break is not going to be as relaxing!

I am going to spend my time painting flats and scenery at mesa high................

as much as I love that school I have a feeling I am going to want to throw something at someone by the end. haha I will also be doing homework and sleeping.

(that part I'm really excited about! sleeping mmmmm)

But this will be a VERY busy week.

If anyone gets bored and wants to come help we will be down there on the stage everyday this week from:

9-2 and then 4-9

so PLEASE come and help us out if you can! We would L.O.V.E you for it!

Thanks!

Venting...

Ok so I try to be really uplifting and try to see the good in everything when I am writing on this blog but sometimes I just need to get a good vent out!

Today it is about my English 102 class.

I. hate. it.

I have learned nothing this whole semester.

Let's just start out by telling you what he told us the first day of class... "So I'm pretty sure I didn't like taking this course in college, and I definitely don't like teaching it.... Oh and I grade on a curve so I can grade with some standard, and how I'd like." .. umm (looking around the class), say what?! (startled stare and squint) are you allowed to tell your students that? (completely confused look on my face)

Welp I guess so (red flag). and he did (super RED flag). and he has stuck to his word ever since.

Ok..... so we have 4 argument papers that we have to write this semester. This last paper was a definitional argument paper... didn't even know they existed.

(not even going to explain what it is because I can't)

All I know is that when I started writing the paper I had no clue what I was doing and when I finished the paper.. yup you guessed it, I still had no clue what I was supposed to be doing.

Oh wait, that's right

that's because he didn't teach us anything!

We look in our book and fill out these stupid worksheets that have nothing to do with

-learning how to research a topic,

-or how to write a works cited page,

-or how to even write the stupid paper.

While he sits on his bum the whole class and waits for us to finish our portion so we can share our answers with the rest of the class. Which we rarely ever actually do.

Ok so we asked him how this paper is supposed to be written and he gives us an outline. No teaching involved just a piece of paper with words on it that meant nothing to me. So... I tried my best to figure it out and follow the outline as best I could.

Welp... I got my paper back today and guess what I got.

Yup a whopping 69%.

That's...... a D.

I have NEVER gotten a D on a paper before.

My heart kinda dropped out my butt until he said.

"The highest grade in the class is a 72%"

Really buddy. . .

a 72?

Obviously somethin' isn't right here if out of 23 people the highest was a C-.

Oh oh oh and get this,

this was my favorite thing he said as he handed out a paper for us to read today.

"Please look at how this person sited their sources in their paper and on their works cited page, which I know we haven't really talked about. But look at hers and see how to do it because no one did it right." uhhh... say what again ..."which I know we haven't really talked about? ..."

How on earth are we supposed to actually 'do it' right if we didn't know how to 'do it' in the first place?!

uuuhhhgggggg

Well as my frustration grew we had to turn in another outline for another paper that I HOPE I can do right. It's a cause and effect argument paper which I think I am capable of writing.

But who knows with this guy.

It seriously freaks me out.

He sits down in front of the classroom and says, "I will read your outlines and if they don't work I will call you to the front of the classroom (and publicly humiliate you) and we can figure out how to fix it. Because your other papers needed. lots. of fixing."

So I sat patiently trying to "learn" how to write my works cited page and to cite things "correctly" in my actual essay.

Class ended and my name was never called.

he says, "If i didn't call your name then your topic must have been... fine."

fine?

Really? fine, with a pause?

This is why I can't write good papers, well one because I have no idea what I'm doing and because my topics are quote unquote "fine"

Yup that was my exciting class today.

I wanted to throw something at my balding, mono-toned, skinny little teacher.

But voted against it since then he reminded us of the

curve.

Which means that I actually got a

95% baby!

Thank you

to all the other students in the class who had absolutely NO idea what they were doin either!

Happy Monday!