Pressure

There is much pressure I feel.

To be that of which I will never be.

To act a way I dare not dream.

To speak words beneath me.

I feel pressure of which i know not how to relieve, in order to be the prior me.

They ask of me what i will not do then, look and speak down at me for being morally the way they daily pray for the bravery to be.

I ask the question to you now: how do i stay me and not give up on my dream?

There is much pressure I feel.

Sadness overcomes me.

I just leaned the most devastating of news. FX is canceling "The Riches". This is almost as upsetting as when Sci Fi canceled "Firefly". I will now crawl under my desk and silently weep. Why? Why i ask you?

Q and A

Anwser - Rachael McAllister and Jacob Emerson

Question - What are the names of the protagonists in my new script?

I am very excited about this. yay.

Quote of the day

Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.

-Scott Adam

I am SO ready for Christmas music

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8bUJsUtWXM

Childish things I shall sometimes do.

I've been a movie slut lately. All I seem to want to do is watch movies. Just this weekend alone I watched 2 in theaters: "Eagle Eye"(which i happened to enjoy thank you everyone on Rottentomatos.com. ) and "Ghost Town" )which i was surprised to find myself LoL-ing along side my dear friends Eric and Michelle. ) and i then watched 3 rented ones. "August"(don't waste your time.) , "Smart People (eh, it was ok) and "Vantage Point" ( I should have listened to my friends)

I sent all day Saturday with Eric and Michelle. I realized I missed them and that simply walking around downtown B-bank just talking is fun and relaxing.

I think as we get older there's something in society telling us we have to act adult; openly doing childish things is mocked and laughed at. I was standing in line at ikea to buy an aloa vera plant after unsuccessfully finding a bed frame, and i turned to Michelle and asked what i should name the plant and a guy in the next beside us laughed at me. And i'm certain he was laughing at me because i asked, "I"m sorry, are you laughing at me?"and he responded " yeah, why the hell would you name a plant? It's a plant."

me - "yes that lives, grows and breaths same as you and I. Why did you're mother( assuming you are infact human) name you?"

Him - " ecxactly, i'm human and she loves me."

Me- " and i love this plant, which i shall nnnaamammmeee...."

Michelle - "Scott his name, i think, is Scott. He looks like a Scott"

Me- "Yes he does, doesn't he? Scott meet Jackass, Jackass this is my plant Scott, he's not pleased to meet you."

and then turned, paid and took Scott to my car. On the way out the cashier, Vanessa said "Goodbye Scott, hope you like your new home" and made a face at Jackass.

That story Illustrates why i love living in this massive, mixed up, overwhelming, darkenly beautiful city that is La.

Yes, there are jackass like the one in ikea, but where there is darkness, light is near. Where evil is goodness can always be found, for everything must have a balance.

I think everyone should embrace there inner child at least twice a day, weather it be dancing in the car to the radio, eating candy once in a while, sitting in the grass for lunch, jump rope, find animals in the clouds, or naming your new plant. Just do it. Laugh a little.

Have a childish day, it'll keep you young.